C154 (1/2)

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 …

That day, the sun and the moon were always silent. The green mountains, the rivers, the generations, and more or less happy were all part of her past. All that was left was her unwillingness, hatred, and helplessness …

The violent wind howled. In the center of the deep purple cloud vortex, the disciples of the Tsinghua University set up the Demon Subduing Formations and flew high into the sky on their swords.

On the high platform, the Upper Immortal of many people had also taken out their attaché tools. In their eyes, the woman in the center of the stage seemed to have turned into a ghost.

Her long hair and clothes fluttered chaotically, and the tears on her face were still fresh in her eyes. Strands of a purple-colored baleful qi faintly seeped out from her body, fusing into the violent and dense clouds.

She … Was it a demon or a demon?

Everyone had this question in their minds, but they didn't dare act rashly while pointing their magic tools at Zhang Ge.

Long Song... When did she become so powerful?

Ling Feiyan looked at the man in the center of the stage vigilantly as he hid behind Mu Hong: I'm afraid that today, Qinghua will face a calamity.

Mu Hong's expression was cold, his expression not as anxious as before. He didn't know why, but seeing this kind of song made him feel exceptionally at ease: She wasn't weak in the first place.

Ah!” With a series of exclamations, a purple light shined on the stage, and those disciples with weak Fa Li all fell off the stage.

Mu Hong's figure trembled as he forcibly stopped the aura. When he looked up again, he saw Xiao Ziyang's long sword flying towards Zhang Ge.

You Witch! He actually didn't repent!

Instead of dodging or opening his eyes wide, Mu Hong pounced over: Be careful!

The long sword pierced through her body, and in that moment, with a flip of his hand, Zhang Ge forced Zuo Tianxing to take a few steps back.

The latter looked at the person in front of him in disbelief. As a member of the Qinghua Upper Immortal, this was the first time he had been forced to retreat by a single Half-immortal!

With her long hair flying in the wind, and the sword of Xiao Ziyang stuck on her left shoulder, she looked at Zuo Tianxing with an unchanging expression and said: You are not worthy, hold his sword!

Xiao Ziyang was also stunned, she immediately pulled out her sword and pointed at a few of her acupoints to prevent blood from flowing out.

Gu Changge motionlessly looked at the movements of his hands, but suddenly grabbed his wrist, meeting the eyes of the man who was constantly flickering with light.

There was a sense of responsibility, helplessness, determination, and an indescribable emotion.

As you can see, I don't want to kill them, I don't want to fight them. It was they who were unwilling to let me go, unwilling to let me go!

Her tone was calm, and her eyes were clear. However, the words that came out caused Xiao Ziyang to grieve in his heart, as if the sharp blade was not stabbing into her body, but into his heart: I will not let them hurt you again.

Not enough! You didn't do enough!

The woman suddenly cried out. Her eyes were extremely red, but she forced herself to open them, unwilling to blink.

Tears that were afraid he would feel wronged rolled down his face once again. ”I know you are doing this for my own good!” I know that you would rather pierce through your own immortal bones to protect me! But you really didn't do enough! If you really don't want them to hurt me, then don't protect me and stop me from resisting! Why do I have to endure, why can't I resist?!

Two people covered in blood stood in the middle of the storm, their black hair fluttering in the wind intertwined with each other. They were both unique figures in the world, yet they had to carry an unfathomable amount of dust on their backs in the face of killing intent.

If you are going to act like this, it will be a mistake in the end; you can't make the same mistake over and over again!

Xiao Ziyang slowly spat out these words, and Chang Ge couldn't help but close his eyes. Beside his ears, the whistling of the wind could be heard as the Upper Immortal brought out a magic tools that filled the sky and charged towards the two of them!