Don't grab the halo of the hero and heroine in quick time travel

Chapter 70

It turned out that it was useless for Yanxuan to stop Yinshuang. Seeing that she was about to kill again, the white jade beads in his hand turned into a long white sword and pierced her.

Yinshuang suddenly felt the warmth on her back, her pupils shrank, and she looked back at Wenren Yunzhi in disbelief. She didn't expect that someone would be willing to block the sword for her.

"Shuang'er! I..."

Yan Xuan let go of the sword in his hand dully, his fingers trembling, what did he do?How could he hurt her?

Yinshuang put away the magic sword, didn't look at Yanxuan, held the sword connected to Wenren Yunzhi's back with her backhand, took a step forward, pulled out the sword, ignored her abdominal injury, turned around and caught Wenren Yunzhi Zhi, hold her in his arms.

Yinshuang looked at the dying Wenren Yunzhi with a complicated expression: "Why?"

"I'm sorry, I...wanted to protect you." Wenren Yunzhi ignored the sword stuck in her abdomen, but stretched out her hand distressedly to cover the wound on Yinshuang's abdomen that did not leak a drop of blood, and apologized for not blocking the sword. Apologizing, the blood on her hands stained Yinshuang's clothes, bright red.

"Fool!" Yinshuang didn't know if she was talking about herself or Wenren Yunzhi.

Wenren Yunzhi shook her head pale.

Yinshuang murmured in a daze, "You know, you're going to die."

Wenren Yunzhi smiled palely: "I know."

Yinshuang's expression was inexplicable, and she looked at Wenren Yunzhi. She was so similar to her thousands of years ago, she knew it was poison but she didn't hesitate: "Then you are still here to stop?"

Wenren Yunzhi's abdomen trembling weakly as she covered Yinshuang, she choked up and said, "I'm... more afraid of your death."

"I do not know!"

Yinshuang pulled away her hand covering her abdomen, and performed the exercises. The wound on the abdomen recovered visible to the naked eye. Only the traces on the clothes could tell that it had been pierced here.

"very nice!"

Wenren Yunzhi saw this smile from the heart, looked at Yinshuang obsessively and begged: "Shen Yuan, can you forgive me? I really like you!"

Speaking of the look in her eyes gradually getting darker, the sky above Yanxuan's head began to gather dark clouds, but Yanxuan stood behind Yinshuang in a daze, his eyes never left Yinshuang, looking at her sluggishly, he did not care about the sky's punishment. reaction.

Yinshuang raised her hand to hold the sword hilt stuck in Wenren Yunzhi's abdomen, her eyes were gentle, and Shen Yuan's voice came out of her mouth, with a gentle tone: "If you want the poor monk to forgive you, then don't die."

Wenren Yunzhi's eyes lit up, as if she was returning to the light, she smiled happily, and two dimples appeared on her cheeks: "You care about me, don't want me, don't want me to die?"

Yinshuang's hands surged with demon energy, and she slowly pulled out the sword in Wenren Yunzhi's abdomen, still looking at her gently: "Yes! The poor monk is unwilling to give up, and the benefactor should not die, okay?"

"Hehe! That's great, but I... can't do it!"

Wenren Yunzhi only showed a smile suitable for her age at this time, shy, innocent, but then sad, she raised her bloody hand, and caressed Yinshuang's face obsessively, and only at this time can she truly touch Yinshuang's face. Touching him, Yinshuang's white and tender face was stained with blood and turned into a monster.

Yinshuang put her hand on Wenren Yunzhi's abdomen, smiled evilly, and said domineeringly and contemptuously: "If I don't let you die, no one can take it away, not even the way of heaven."

Following Yinshuang's words, Wenren Yunzhi's abdominal blood flowed back into her body, and the wound slowly healed.

Yinshuang's complexion was slightly pale, and after Wenren Yunzhi's wounds were all healed, the dark cloud above Yanxuan's head moved to the top of Yinshuang's head, and became more than three times larger.

"Frost."

Yanxuan was startled, and wanted to step forward in a panic, but Yinshuang was not only repelled by the coercion of divine punishment, but also an invisible force prevented him from approaching.

"My lord!" Meixin's face also changed drastically, he looked at the dark clouds in the sky, only felt terrified, and retreated steadily under the pressure of heaven.

Wenren Yunzhi felt a slight pain in her abdomen, her face turned pale and she had no other discomfort. She touched her abdomen in disbelief, and then looked at Yinshuang.

Yinshuang smiled gently at her: "I forgive you! Forget about Shen Yuan and live well."

Yinshuang took back the Buddha power of the Palm of Compassion in her body, ignored her reaction, and waved her away.

Yinshuang picked up Yanxuan's sword without joy or sorrow, stood up and looked at him expressionlessly, and handed the sword to him.

"Shuang'er!" Yanxuan looked at her in a daze, and didn't go to pick up the sword, only feeling that his chest was empty.

Yinshuang let go, bang bang!The sword fell to the ground.

Yinshuang had no expression on her face, her lips were pursed into a line, and her eyes were filled with pain. She raised her right hand and dug out her heart, and looked down at the beating heart. The demon energy surged in her hand, and the heart of Buddha and demon separated.

"Shuang'er, no..." Yanxuan wanted to stop her, but how could he stop Yinshuang at this moment, he was frozen in place with just one look from Yinshuang, unable to move.

The devil's heart returned to Yinshuang's body, and the Buddha's heart was pushed into Yanxuan's body by Yinshuang, and the relic returned to Yanxuan's body at the same time.

Yinshuang glanced at Dao Shi and the others, with a mocking arc on the corner of his mouth, and said indifferently, "They can kill me, but I can't kill them? Hehe! God Buddha Yanxuan, you are narrow-minded."

The word "God and Buddha" was bitten by Yinshuang very hard, and she couldn't stop mocking.

Yanxuan looked at Yinshuang with guilt and pain, he wanted to explain that it was not his intention: "Shuanger..."

A heart was beating slowly in the hole in Yinshuang's chest, and the wound was slowly healing. His eyes turned cold, and he silenced him: "Don't call me that, you are not qualified, Yan Xuan, between you and me, it's even. Next time we meet, I will never hold back."

The wound on Yinshuang's chest was completely healed, and there was no fluctuation in Yinshuang's eyes. She raised her head to look at the dark clouds in the sky, which was a punishment for violating the law of heaven.

Yinshuang tapped her toes and flew into the dark clouds.

"Chi~chi~ stab!" Lightning bolts shuttled through the dark clouds.

A few minutes later, the dark clouds cleared, and the white robe on Yinshuang's body had disappeared, turning into a black long-sleeved dress with gold patterns, three thousand blue silks were scattered, fluttering in the wind, standing in the void opposite her expressionless face. As soon as Meixin and Qiluo caught her, they appeared behind her.

Yinshuang didn't look at Yan Xuan again, and disappeared into the sky.

The power that restrained Yanxuan disappeared, and he knelt on the ground powerlessly, with big tears dripping down: "Shuang'er, no, I don't! I didn't want to do this."

Yan Xuan looked at Dao Shi and the others who were packing up the corpses, and said in a bad tone, "What's going on? Why are you here?"

Daoshi clasped his hands together, with complex and sad eyes: "Amitabha, the poor monk and others are just following my Buddhist teachings."

Yanxuan seemed to understand, and laughed mockingly: "Decree? Hehe!"

Yanxuan picked up the sword on the ground, looked at the Tianque sword, his wrist shook slightly and turned into a white jade Buddha bead: "I just...what happened?"

Dao Shi smiled wryly: "I don't know!"

Yanxuan didn't want to get an answer from him, turned around and punched the altar with Buddha power, destroying the altar, forming seals with both hands, a blue spirit bead the size of a baby's fist rose slowly from the bottom of the lake, Fly into Yanxuan's hands.

Yan Xuan grasped the Lingzhu tightly to absorb it and restore the Buddha's power.

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