Then a click was heard, and Bailiyu's neck bones were twisted and broken toward the outside.

Under the gaze of Baili'an's violently contracted pupils, a pure face that was not stained by mud poked out from behind Bailiyu, and he was grinning at Baili'an, looking quite a bit naughty.

But the bloody act she did in her hands made Balian's eyes burn hot!

The sword that penetrated deeply into Bailiyu's chest was pulled out of his body inch by inch.

With a scoff, the Shenglong Sword was completely withdrawn, and hot blood spattered, with little bits of scarlet falling on the girl's charming and charming cheeks.

She tilted her head, holding the Shenglong Sword in her hand. She raised her left hand and licked the cold blood on her fingertips. Those bright and discerning eyes seemed to have been pursuing his figure across eternity and eternity.

The girl raised her blood-stained face, her long black curly hair was half-tied and half-tied, and the bangs on her forehead were left very long. Half-hidden, you could still clearly see the young and beautiful face under the black hair.

The expression on her blood-stained face was almost innocent. She licked the blood on her fingertips to make it lighter, then spread her arms towards Balian and stretched out her hand, her soft tone seemed to be coquettish.

He said generally: "Forgive me for pestering Master like a madman, forgive me for looking for Master shamelessly, forgive me for the trouble my appearance will bring to Master..."

As she said that, the innocent and tender look on her face became aggrieved again, and her smiling expression turned out to be a little sad, "If I didn't like Master, who would be willing to risk their lives to squeeze into Master's world?

"

"After all, Master only has eyes for the beauty of this world but no self. If A'luo doesn't work harder, will Master forget A'luo?"

Seeing the appearance of the inner demon clearly in front of him, Balian's mind exploded, and countless fragments floating in the dark space stood up one after another, piercing into his head and body with their sharp edges.

Blood, fighting, clan destruction, spear habits.

Looking at the devastated sword monument again, Balian suddenly seemed to understand something.

The sharp mirror fragments seemed to cut into his body inch by inch, and then the desperate memories like a torrent were forcibly poured into Bailian's body without explanation.

Before his brain could react, Balian was already clutching his head in pain. Every bone in his body could not bear the pain of being crushed by this memory.

All the internal organs felt like they were about to burst, but even so, the look on Bailian's face showed no pain, but one of emptiness and haze.

The sinking world completely submerged him.

He stood at a loss, and suddenly seemed to be lost in a strange and hopeless dark world. The fairy tear inlaid above his heart flickered, as if he had used his last ounce of strength to pull out a ray of blood from under Balian's chest.

Yingbai heart lamp.

It was a light of his own heart.

It's just that it's crumbling in this big messy world.

…

…

There was a soft "pop" sound.

The green silk and red rope connecting the wrists broke without warning.

Lin Xi's calm expression finally showed a trace of emotion.

She picked up the broken hand rope in a daze, but she felt a trace of burning at the break.

Lin Xi's face was solemn as never before. She coughed, and the blood on her lips returned, but she didn't have time to wipe it off, so she immediately placed her fingers between Balian's eyebrows to explore.

But she could no longer sense the location of Balian's spiritual platform.

Lin Xi was shocked.

She used the hair thread as a medium to connect, even if she could not successfully wake up Balian from the dream, even if the spiritual method failed, it would not break without warning.

In this way, there is only one possibility.
Chapter completed!