The world is the only double in the world

The madness of the devil's blood has not receded from Nongyue's body, and the dark purple enchanting eyes gleamed with sad blood. Nongyue put the man in red down gently, and stared angrily at the evil emperor who had been seriously injured, with deadly vicious eyes Want to pierce everything in the world.

With a flick of his sleeves, Nong Yue cast a protective barrier around the body of the man in red and sprinkled deadly poison.

No one can get close to his Guxue...

The evil emperor got up, and stared at the demon-like Nongyue with resentful eyes. The cold eyes of the two men intertwined.

Yaozi's long hair completely concealed Nongyue's expression at this time, and the blood red on the purple robe was alluring and gorgeous. He stood quietly in the yellow sand, his mind turned pale for a while, except for wanting to tear the man in front of him into pieces. Light couldn't think of any other way to vent his grief.

He clearly saw...

The old ghost in front of him pierced the red-clothed man's chest with the World-Destroying Demon Knife...

That's his Guxue...

His beloved, whom he would not let anyone touch even a hair, was hurt by the evil emperor because of protecting him.

The blood cloud was misty, and a battle broke out as the two men looked at each other.

The gravel is flying, and the loess is rolling.

"Nongyue, today you and I will make a break." The evil emperor clenched his fists, the moment when Situ Kong was dissipated filled his mind, and hatred spread all over his body.

Nong Yue closed her demon eyes, and didn't even bother to look at the man opposite. The moment the demon red clouds dissipated in front of him, his rationality seemed to collapse again in an instant.

"Hehe..." The evil emperor laughed mockingly, "I'm happiest... Helian Guxue won't live much longer, haha... No one who was injured by an ancient artifact can survive in this world , let him go to accompany me in the city, hahaha..."

"Guxue can only be by my side!"

Zihong's long hair danced wildly, Nongyue raised her head, let out the most painful cry in her heart, picked up the World Exterminating Demon Saber as fast as lightning, and killed the evil emperor suddenly.

The evil emperor was full of resentment, he picked up the Cangshuo Kuangyuan sword that had fallen on the ground, and collided with the Shishifumo knife to create a dazzling golden aura.

Nongyue flexibly controlled the Mieshi Fumo Knife, and wild anger and grief shone in her purple eyes.

This mad knife devoured the blood of the person he loved the most...

And he, Nangong Nongyue, was awakened by his Guxue with blood...

Guxue, I must kill the evil emperor today!

Use his head, use his frightened body, pay homage to your flowing blood...

The sky was full of yellow sand, completely covering the figures of the two men, only the light of the sword shone miraculously under the clouds.

The evil emperor seemed unable to control the power of the Cangshuo Kuangyuan sword. He had never seen such terrifying power and anger erupted by Nongyue. Time is even more terrifying!

Nongyue raised the World-Destroying Demon Knife, bloody rays of light crawled all over the place, and slashed at the Evil Emperor's Tianling Gai with the most extreme, vicious, and ruthless force.

With a sound of "Hang--", the Xie Huang blocked the destructive power with his giant sword, Nong Yue took the opportunity to snatch the Cangshuo Kuangyuan Sword from Xie Huang's hand, and turned around to capture the holy light of heaven and earth!

The weapon in his hand was lost, and the evil emperor opened his arms, unleashing all illusion blade techniques and dark techniques, resisting the sacred and irresistible power of Nongyue!

Nongyue raised his head. He held the Mieshifumo Knife and Cangshuo Kuangyuan Sword in both hands respectively. His angry shouts swept through Cangyun. He raised the ancient artifact high, attracting the spirit of the Holy Spirit, and the light shrouded his body. The top of the head seemed to indicate a bloody catastrophe!

The swords and swords match each other, they are tightly attracted together, they fit together in an inseparable way, and they look down on the world.

The moon rose into the sky, and the fluttering purple robe was like weightless catkins, swinging in a beautiful arc in the wind. He held the sword in his hand and collided with the power of the evil emperor. At that moment, the sky and the earth changed color...

"Ahh—" A scream raged across the desert, and Nongyue was seen hanging upside down, piercing the head of the evil emperor with a knife and a sword in his hand, all the way to the end!Tear the body into two halves abruptly!

"Evil Emperor! I will definitely let you die without a whole body today, and I will never give you a chance to be reborn!"

Xie Huang, if you dare to hurt me, Nangong Nongyue, you must pay the price!

I want you to be a ghost without a soul, and you must not be reborn!I want you to be unable to stay in the world, and impossible to go to hell. I want you to suffer all kinds of pain, tormented by love and sin!No reincarnation!

Nongyue is like a purple lightning, which seems to be integrated with the sword, passing out of the evil emperor's body!

The spirit of the sky and all the illusion blade techniques were all disintegrated by Nongyue!

There was a crackling sound from the old man's body, and the fragments of the corpse were like falling stars, and then turned into ashes and scattered in the wind...

The wildly dancing flying sand whistled past like a never-ending song, singing a sad and helpless melody.

The tingling sensation of the skin brushed across the enchanting cheeks, the purple hair was flying, and the swords were everywhere. The huge force just now smashed the ashes of the evil emperor in an instant, breaking all the possibility of soul reorganization.

But not only that, in the cold northern desert at this time, except for the man in red lying quietly in the protective barrier, there is no one figure, no trace of living plants...

destroyed...

In less than a quarter of an hour, all the creatures in the desert were completely wiped out by the moon.

Guxue...

That old ghost of the evil emperor was killed by me, and everyone in the desert was killed by me. You have woken up.

When we return to the Central Plains, I must see you wake up, otherwise...

Nongyue bit her lips, suppressing the sadness in her eyes, snapped his fingers to remove the barrier, picked up the man in red, and turned away from the Saibei Desert...

Nongyue took the ancient artifact and hurriedly found Patriarch Tianji, her purple eyes filled with scars of despair.

"What did you say!?" The two old men seemed to have been struck by a bolt from the blue, "Guxue was injured by the World-Destroying Demon Knife?"

Nongyue lowered her eyes, dodging the old man's scorching gaze.

"Once the ancient artifact is stained with blood, those who are injured will definitely die!" The black-haired old man said cruelly: "Especially, if it is stained with the blood of the two of you, there is no possibility of survival!"

Nong Yue's body trembled suddenly, and a burst of cold and piercing pain tore him apart.

The white-haired old man sighed slightly: "If we hadn't exhausted our skills, we might be able to save him, but now our skills are less than [-]% of the original... We can't save him..."

The black-haired old man looked blankly at Nong Yue, who was already desperate and innocent, and said powerlessly: "Yue'er, if this is destined to be a fate technique, no one can hide it."

"What fate!?" Nongyue yelled angrily, full of unwillingness: "I changed his fate, what is this time!?"

The purple eyes were full of blood-colored sadness, and Nongyue could no longer control her emotions, unable to restrain the sadness in her heart.

"No one is allowed to take him away from me! No one is allowed! Not even Death!"

Nongyue left angrily, without any reason at all. In the room, there were only two old men sighing sadly...

The two old men looked up at the blue sky, but they couldn't see through the joys and sorrows of this world.

"Old man Bai, isn't God being too cruel to these two children...?" The black-haired old man said lightly, and his heart, which had not been touched for a hundred years, secretly turned cold at this moment.

"It's indeed... cruel enough..." The white-haired old man closed his eyes and raised his head, but he couldn't feel the warmth of the sun.

If fate is destined not to stay together, why give them the beauty of meeting?Why give them the unrepentant love?

The two old men don't know...

Nong Yue gently pushed open the stone door of the secret room, and walked in slowly, his footsteps were very light, as if he was afraid of disturbing a resting soul.

The snow-white ice chamber is sacred and cold. In the holy ice chamber, on a huge ice couch covered in cold mist, a man in red sleeps quietly...

The Mieshi Fumo Knife belongs to yang, and its fire nature is fierce. Only the extreme cold can restrain the destructiveness of the fierce flames on the body.

Nongyue approached the ice couch, and sat lightly beside the man in red, her slender fingers gently brushed the face of the man on the bed, her purple eyes were full of tenderness.

The fiery red hair fluttered in the cold mist, and the charming face was like frost and snow, without a trace of bloody blush, as pale as transparent glass, more like a pure porcelain doll untouched by the world, peaceful and quiet.

The skin of the man in red seemed to be mixed with the clouds, as pure as ice crystals, only the bewitching red hair became the holy demon fire that ignited.

"I've never seen you look so quiet..." Nong Yue held the man's face in red with her palm, leaned slightly, and smiled with extreme grief, "I'm a bit uncomfortable... "

The weak breath seems to disappear in an instant, and it is even impossible to catch it.

"You ignored me because you were angry, right?" Nongyue kissed the sleeping man's brow, eyes overflowing with crystal water, "If my Xue'er is no longer angry, just take a look at me, okay?"

The doting tone seemed to be calling for a child who didn't want to wake up.

Nongyue hugged the man in red tightly in her arms, slowly wiped off the frost on Yun Yun's eyebrows in her arms with her warm fingers, and melted them with her moist kiss...

"Don't tell me that I have to bear the pain of losing you again! I don't want to hear it!" Nongyue pinched the man in red's chin, squeezed his lips fiercely, and frantically stirred the unconscious body with her domineering tongue. The stem of his tongue seems to wake up the soul that is gradually leaving him.Entangled, intertwined, never left for a long time.

"Don't pretend for me!"

"Aren't you usually very capable? Aren't you usually very strong? Where is your murderousness? Why don't you even have the strength to kiss this time? En?"

"Don't play tricks on me anymore, understand?!"

"Who asked you to block that knife for me? You think you are very powerful, don't you? You think you are really omnipotent, you think I can't do anything to you, don't you!?"

"How many times have I told you, protect yourself and don't let yourself get hurt, why do you always disobey me?!"

"Defy me Nangong Nongyue, you find it interesting, don't you?"

Nongyue said angrily, not caring whether the person in her arms could hear her or not.

He pried open the sleeping man's white teeth, and once again raged at the powerless demon tongue, conveying a fiery temperature, as if he was punishing the other half of his soul that he could not get rid of all his life.

People who make him feel bad, make him angry, make him love enough with all his life, torture him all the time.

Guxue, if you did it on purpose, don't lie to me again, okay...

I can't stand the moon anymore...

My heart is not made of iron. I can't stand your torture again and again, and I can't stand your pain again and again.

My Cher.

How many times have we passed through death, this time, can't you break free?

my Cher,

If I want to compete with the god of death for you this time, you must stand by my side!

I order you!

Stand beside me, Nangong Nongyue, and accompany me until I grow old...

Nongyue once again printed warm traces on the lips of the man in her arms, and then gently placed the man in red on the ice couch again, moving gently as if afraid of hurting a deadly treasure.

Guxue, I will definitely save you...

Five years ago, I could bring you back from the dead, and I can do the same this time!

There is never anything that I, Nangong Nongyue, cannot do!

never...

Nongyue's fingertips were no longer warm, he turned and left the room like holy snow, his back was indifferent and lonely.

The moment he stepped out of the secret room, an excited voice suddenly came:

"Xiao Yue'er—Xiao Yue'er—grandpa thought of it—grandpa, I thought of a way to save Xiao Xue'er...—"