Fast time travel: Veteran Green Tea is showing off his acting skills again

Chapter 289 Senior Sister is an Ice Beauty
Xia Ling looked at him.

There are strands of sadness floating between the brows and eyes.

The wings behind him gradually became transparent until they disappeared, and the feet floating in mid-air slowly landed.

The scarlet in his eyes gradually faded, and his eyes gradually regained their original clarity.

She gently supported Yun Shuyi's chin with her hand, and gently wiped away the tears on his face with the other hand.

Her eyes were as gentle as water, and her voice was soft, as if she contained thousands of strands of affection, "Master, how could I be willing to kill you?"

"Linger..."

He raised his head, as if he regarded her as salvation.

Xia Ling lowered her eyes, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her thumb lightly stroked Yun Shuyi's lips, "Master... If you do it again, if I can really turn into an ice silkworm soul, will you kill me?" Me, to save your senior sister?"

Yun Shu also lowered his head, his voice choked up.

He wanted to deny it, but he didn't want to lie to her again. Even though his heart was pierced, he still told the truth.

"I... will. Senior sister has been kind to me since childhood. If I can save her, I will spare no effort. But if I kill you, I will not live alone."

What a caring and kind person.

Xia Ling sneered.

A ball of colored silk flew out of her hand, like a cocoon, tightly wrapped Yun Shuyi's body, and dropped him on the hanging beam of the hall.

"You Xuanyang faction people are all such hypocrites! How can my life be decided by you! Do you really think that you are some kind of great saint who exists in the world?!"

As the words fell, a thousand red thunder struck down, the Netherworld split into half, and the red magma under the abyss spewed upward.

"Don't—! Ling'er! Please, please—"

Before he finished speaking, Xia Ling sealed his mouth with tragic death.

The hanging Yun Shu also stared, watching many of his classmates fall into the surging magma one after another.

Flashing red lightning strikes down one after another.

All the respected and beloved elders in the sect tried their best to hold on to the barrier, most of them couldn't withstand the power of the thunder, they were split in half abruptly, and their people were turned into ashes in an instant.

Thousands of years of practice were destroyed in a single moment.

Yun Shu also burst into tears, struggling desperately with the silk wrapped around his body, trying his best, but it still didn't help.

It's better to kill him and let him watch all this happen than to kill him!

"Master, are you still satisfied?" Xia Ling floated beside him, looking at the few people who were still resisting and the mountain god in front of him with satisfaction, "The struggle at this moment is of no avail. Even the mountain god, They are going to die together."

"Uuuu-!"

Yun Shu also stared at Xia Ling with red eyes from crying.

Xia Ling didn't mind at all and instead raised the corners of her mouth happily.

Her eyes reflected the thunder and fire outside, and her expression was numb, "You killed me and made me look like this after rebirth. It was you who cruelly took my life for your own love. It was you who let me go because of the guilt in your heart. They came to Netherworld and died. All this is thanks to you."

"It's almost there." Xia Ling slowly raised his hands, and raised them indifferently. There were more lightning bolts in the sky, several of which were intertwined, and struck towards the surviving people on the field.

Her voice was cold, "I want you to live and see these people die because of you."

Suddenly, a white light flashed.

All mines were rerouted.

The floating figure in the distance gathered all the thunder together and directed it towards himself.

In an instant, thousands of thunders formed into a pillar and penetrated the man from the head.

Xia Ling took a closer look.

The one floating in the air is none other than Wushuang.

Didn't she go? !
Why did it appear in Netherworld again? !

She put away her spells and flew straight to Wushuang, but when she was about to reach her, Hebechen who flew from the side beat her first.

He hugged her, flew for a while, and then slowly fell from the air.

When Xia Ling arrived beside the two of them.

Hebiechen knelt on the ground and hugged Wushuang tightly, weeping uncontrollably.

Wushuang's mouth was covered with blood, and there were bean-sized drops of sweat on his forehead, his mouth was trembling, but he couldn't utter a word.

Xia Ling looked at Wushuang, who was dying, and looked at He Biechen with reluctance and relief in her eyes.

Hey.

It's such an incomprehensible love.

"In my life... I have owed you too much. Today, everything... just think that I have repaid you." Wushuang slowly raised his hand, put his palm on He Biechen's face, held the corners of his lips, and tears accumulated in his eyes. More.

"There is no destiny for immortals in this life, I only look forward to the next life. It's too difficult to be a human being, if you don't turn into a begonia petal, the one that falls on your palm is me."

Hebechen was in extreme pain, holding Wushuang's body tightly with both hands, "There is no afterlife. No matter what, I will—"

In the middle of speaking, suddenly the heart hurts as if it was split.

He lowered his head and covered his heart, only to see a drop of blood seeping slowly from his clothes.

As if being sucked away, small drops floated in the air, and quickly condensed into a vermilion blood cell.

Heartache!

He Biechen opened his eyes wide, obviously knowing Xia Ling's intentions.

"What are you doing!" He stretched out his hand to grab it, but Xia Ling grabbed it first, stuffed it into his mouth, and swallowed it with a grunt.

"That's all I can do for you."

Xia Ling looked at the tearful Hebie Chen, with a calm expression, as if life and death were trivial matters to her.

She only felt that her body was light and there was no special pain or feeling.

Yun Shu, who was tied up in the palace, also looked at Xia Ling, whose body was almost transparent.

The heart seemed to be torn apart by someone's hands.

What exactly has he done in his life?

The love he mistakenly thought killed the person who loved him deeply.

When he woke up, it was already too late.

Everyone in Xuanyang died because of him.

Loved ones died because of him.

What qualifications does he have to live well?

Xia Ling's body floating in the air gradually drifted away.

She looked at Hebiechen who was kneeling on the ground and stretched out his hand to grab her, "The truth is cruel, if you love her, make up a dream for her."

Hebiechen looked like the Netherworld Emperor, grinning with red eyes, crying like a child who hadn't grown up yet.

He could only watch helplessly as his daughter flew away, watching her gradually disappear, finally turning into a grain of ice and falling into his palm.

Hebechen tightly clenched the Bingpo in his hand, and shouted hoarsely towards the sky.

The crown on the head burst, and the hair was flying around.

Tens of thousands of netherworld fires instantly fell from the netherworld sky, causing everyone's souls to fly away wherever they went.

He glared at Yun Shuyi who was hanging in the hall, stretched out his palm, and sucked Yun Shuyi directly into his palm from a distance.

Hebiechen gritted his teeth, fiery red lines gradually spread on his face, he squeezed Yun Shuyi's neck tightly with his hands, broke his neck alive, raised his hand and threw it into the tumbling magma .

His body was as light as a piece of paper, with a smile on his mouth and tears on his face, he fell into the magma, and the magma instantly enveloped his whole body, like a mouth full of blood, swallowing all the bones and scum.

(End of this chapter)