His pupils shrank suddenly, and Sikong Xiao had a bad premonition in his heart, "Sister Huang, what formation did you set up?"

Sikong Huang quietly stared at the person separated by the door through the narrow gap. He could not hear the familiar voice. Sikong Xiao felt inexplicably panic. He subconsciously stretched out his hand to push the door, but when he was about to touch the door that looked ordinary, he heard Sikong Huang's faint voice...

"This formation only enters and does not leave."

The cold wind from somewhere came from, which made Sikong laugh cold. She looked at the dark air in the hall for a while, and suddenly spoke, her voice trembling violently—

"Sister Huang...what do you want to do...?"

Sikong Huang smiled faintly, looking at Sikong Xiao's clear eyes, reluctant to leave, "Xiaoxiao, you must live well."

“…”

Jin Dianmo, who was slumped on the ground and coughing violently, felt a little shocked in his heart, and his intuition was not good.

He looked up at the stiff man outside the hall gate. Sure enough, Sikong's expression suddenly froze when he heard this, and his dark pupils were a little dull and empty.

"I have a way!"

Before Sikong laughed, Jin Dianmo, who was slumped on the ground, immediately shouted. Because she used too much force, she even coughed up several mouthfuls of blood, and the hair on her forehead was wet with cold sweat.

After being interrupted by this interruption, Sikong Xiao's expression was stunned. The dullness in his eyes dissipated, and the curve of the stagnant lips was completely curled away. He seemed to have been pulled out of an inexplicable state.

Sikong Huang was suffocated when he heard this, and reacted as if he suddenly noticed something, "You?"

Jin Dianmo glanced at Sikong Huang, and the always indifferent eyes showed an unexpected mockery, "If I can come out of it, you should understand that my formation skills are no less than you. It is not that easy for you to kill me with the formation."

A trace of sinisterness flashed through Sikong Huang's eyes. Even if Jin Dianmo's formation was no less than her, she would be at the end of her strength and just like herself.

Holding the poison-tempering dagger that had been prepared in the sleeve, Sikong Huang leaned against the palace gate and tried hard to support her, trying to go over and cut her off, but at this moment, Sikong Xiao suddenly stepped forward and walked to the palace gate and squatted down.

The moment when Sikong Xiao looked sideways, Sikong Huang froze and shrank back like a conditioned reflex, returning to the corner where no one can see it.

"What's your solution?"

Jin Dianmo coughed a few more times, turned his gaze to Sikong Xiao, raised his hand to condense a spiritual seal, and then stretched out his hand from the palace gate, as if passing through an invisible barrier and handed it to Sikong Xiao.

Seeing Jin Dianmo's actions, Sikong Huang's eyes shrank, and she could indeed break her formation.

Sikong Xiao had thick smoke rolling around him, but his black eyes became brighter and brighter. She glanced at the slightly trembling hand in front of her, without any emotion in her voice, "What do you mean?"

"Ahem... you... take me out, I will tell you the way to leave this formation, otherwise...hem... your sister Huang and I... will die here..."

Jin Dianmo pressed his other hand against his chest, the corners of his lips twitched slightly, and the cold sweat on his forehead fell drop by drop.

Sikong Xiao was very familiar with the person in front of him. She taught him by herself. If it weren't for the great pain, she would never reveal a trace of her expression. She could make her do this. I wonder what Sister Huang did.

"Since you know the solution, why do you want me to take you?"

"That's the case... you should ask your sister Huang... Cough cough... the hell formation she arranged, except for you who have the hell fire spirit roots in this world... who can enter and exit the hell fire sea at will?"

Sikong Xiao pursed his lips, and hesitated no longer. He raised his hand to hold the hand that Jin Dianmo reached in front of him. Just as he was about to pull the person out with force, a hoarse voice sounded from the side...

"If I tell you... I'm now like this for half of the reason it's because of her. Even so... do you still want to save her?"

"Then come out and follow me!" Sikong Xiao roared out almost immediately, but there was silence in the corner of the door. Jin Dianmo, who was sank on the ground, was breathing heavily, and his eyes were already a little dissipated.

“…”

After not getting an answer for a long time, the hope in Sikong Xiao's eyes faded away bit by bit. Finally, he looked deeply at the direction where Sikong Huang was hiding, and dragged Jin Dianmo out of the hall without saying a word.

Turning around and pulling the person onto his back with force, Jin Dianmo groaned in pain, but he woke up a little because of the pain in his body. "You still... can't learn to be cruel..."

Sikong sneered, and did not speak, but just ran out of the fire with her quickly.

*

When Sikong Xiao turned around and left, Sikong Huang walked out of the corner where he was hiding.

In the blurred vision... the familiar figure was getting farther and farther away. She stood motionless in the dark hall, and the only living gaze followed the person walking through the sea of ​​fire greedily. It was not until the petite figure completely disappeared from sight that Sikong Huang retracted his gaze.

Turning around, Sikong Huang curled his lips and chuckled, tears rolling down involuntarily.

It was hard to tell whether she was crying or laughing. Sikong Huang smiled and she shed tears. She supported herself and walked slowly into the depths of the hall. Her snow-white figure was swallowed by the darkness bit by bit. When she walked to her bedroom, which was also where the formation was located, Sikong Huang lifted up the curtains and lay flat on the dragon bed. He raised his hand, and a mysterious rune floated out from his fingertips...

*

Sikong Xiao lowered Jin Dianmo at the edge of the sea of ​​fire, barely using his soul power to support a protective cover to resist the surrounding flames, "Tell me how to break the formation."

Jin Dianmo blinked slowly and said weakly: "Short long after you left, Gu Huang activated the rune of the self-destructing formation. Now the Hellfire has entered the formation. Even if you tell you, it may not be too late..."

It's too late?

A strong murderous intent flashed in Sikong Xiao's eyes, and his anger engulfed all her reason. He suddenly reached out and strangled the neck of the person in front of him, and shouted like crazy:

"I'll talk about the last time and tell me the way to crack the formation!"

Sikong Xiao did not keep his energy, and Jin Dianmo, who was strangled to his neck, instantly felt the arrival of the god of death.

It was like an hallucination before death, and someone's low and dumb bewitching sound came strangely in his ears-

"Look at your right hand. Now I just need to use a gentle force and you can get out of this sea of ​​fire. You are so smart and know what to choose."

Jin Dianmo raised his eyes and looked straight at Sikong Xiao, and his scattered eyes suddenly became extremely sharp, "If I didn't tell you, would you dare to kill me? Ha... Sikong Xiao, don't forget who saved you, raised you, and taught you! If it weren't for me, you would have died long ago."
Chapter completed!