C153 (2/2)

Witch? In your mouths, anyone can be called a Witch, right?

Ah! Zuo Tianxing was furious, he immediately thrusted his sword over, but he could not hear everyone cry out in alarm, the ground beneath his feet suddenly trembled, and the figures of the people on the stage shook in fear.

What was going on!?

As if he was trying to move mountains and fill the sea, stopped moving his sword, looked around, his eyes widened: Don't panic!

The sky was dark purple, and the thick clouds were rolling and entangling like a vortex.

One by one, the disciples of Qinghua Sect rose up on their flying swords. Suddenly, one of them pointed in the direction of the back mountain and said: ”Master!” Is Bottomless Pit...

Before he could finish his sentence, he felt something flash in front of his eyes, and a figure suddenly flew over.

Turning her head, she saw Gu Changge, who was supposed to be locked up in the Bottomless Pit, drop her Imperial Sword Technique onto the stage. Her body was thin and she staggered a few steps, almost stumbling as she pounced towards Xiao Ziyang.

Immortal Lord! Her face was covered in tears as she hugged Xiao Ziyang's waist to support his body. One hand covered the wounds on his body while the other pulled out Bi Luo s to point at everyone.

You! You! All of you deserve to die! They all deserve to die! What right do you have to stay alive even after the Immortal Lord has ended up like this! Why!

She interrogated him with a hoarse voice, her hands shaking non-stop. She held a bloody figure in her embrace, her delicate wrists shaking non-stop as she held onto a clanging longsword.

In the dark purple sky, a strong wind suddenly blew and blinded everyone's eyes.

When Gu Changge's clothes fluttered in the wind, she felt that her entire body was covered with blood. She almost could not hold on any longer, her legs were trembling, her hands were trembling, and her entire body was shaking.

This time, it was not a dream nor was it an illusion. Xiao Ziyang's life slowly flowed between her fingers, just like an older brother …

Her large palm covered Chang Ge's wrist, allowing her to slowly lower the sword she raised up.

Xiao Ziyang's expression was extremely weak but was exceptionally clear. The coldness in her eyes became even more distinct: ”Do you still think that your crimes aren't enough!?”

Chang Ge choked with sobs. He raised his sleeves to wipe away the tears on his face, pointing the sword at the ground.

The weight of the person in her embrace reminded her that all of this was not a dream. She could not afford to lose anyone, not even a single soul!

Even if I have to make the world my enemy, not to mention removing the Immortal's bones, even if I have to die, I don't want the Immortal Lord to bear all these for me!

Enough! Xiao Ziyang scolded in a low voice: ”If I told you to leave Qinghua three years ago, you wouldn't have received today's punishment!

He regretted …

That day when she stepped onto the Yuxiao Kongque Mountain, when she was chased down the mountain, it was Xiao Ziyang, dressed in white and black, who released his power to keep her at the entrance of the great hall!

In the past, he didn't want to take her as a disciple. In the past, he abandoned her to leave the island in the East Sea! How many times had his hopes turned into bubbles!

But she still kept on convincing herself that it was Xiao Ziyang who kept her, that Xiao Ziyang wouldn't really abandon her!

Long Song slowly closed her eyes. She felt as if a knife had been twisted into her heart. Why was she still deceiving herself now …