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As the figure of the Lord of the Dark Raven Pavilion rose and fell, his robes rustled down.

She felt that the aura belonging to Lu Xingwan was getting closer, and she knew that she could not get rid of her, but her original purpose was not to get rid of her,? It was to prevent others from intervening to help.

Now that she is dozens of miles away, it is estimated that the Lin family will not be able to catch up now, so turning around is a palm strike.

Her inheritance comes from the ghost clan, and the ghost clan's skills are mostly famous for their weirdness and evilness. Now that she has murderous intentions, she is even more vicious.

When Lu Xingwan fought with her, he could feel a sense of coldness penetrated into his bones as soon as he released his spiritual power with every move.

The scene in front of her was also distorted into a horrible scene of piles of white bones overlapping with the changes of the pavilion master's skills and moves. From time to time, the hands of white bones stretched out from the ground or the air that had completely turned into mud silk and scratched her.

It's not a visual illusion,? It's a domain constructed after the completion of the technique,? Lu Xingwan's scratch is really scratched.

The cold spiritual power ran along the wound like poisonous snakes, relentlessly crashing into her spiritual veins, blocking the flow of her spiritual power.

Lu Xingwan's eyes flickered slightly, the red aura on his body became more and more colorful, and there were bewitching Bianhua flowers blooming at his feet, engulfing the dead bones, painting Fang's sinister hellish realm with a layer of bloody red.

At first glance, both of them look like evil spirits crawling out of hell. There is no difference.

The two sides fought and stalemate for more than half an hour, and the dry bones and blood flowers collapsed into light spots at the same time.

The pavilion master flicked his cloak and took several steps back, his breath was visibly unstable, and the blush in Lu Xingwan's eyes became more intense as he stood motionless on the opposite side.

After being silent for a long time in the head of the pavilion, the system finally couldn't help but say, "How are you? Otherwise, let's withdraw first."

The cultivation base of the pavilion master is much higher than the other identity. She can feel that the power on Lu Xingwan's body is not stable. Although she doesn't know what secrets are hidden in her body, this explosive power is powerful but cannot be defeated after all. protracted war.

Now that she is injured, the person opposite must be uncomfortable looking at it as if nothing happened. She must use this opportunity to the extreme and kill her.

Thinking about her figure, she flew away and fell into the depths of the dense and complicated mountain forest in the distance.

Lu Xingwan chased after him without hesitation. Her thought had been firmly fixed in her mind since the beginning, and that was to kill the person in front of her.

The two chased each other for most of the night, during which time they fought countless times.

Lu Xingwan could feel pain in every bone in her body. Her current body was still unable to exert all of Ye Hanxing's strength, and the long-term battle was exhausting her life.

In the past, there was a soul-suppressing cauldron to help her warm and nourish her body, but now it doesn't work.She frowned slightly, as if a trace of impatience flashed across her icy face covered with frost and snow.

I must kill her today, she repeated the thought without any emotion.

The pavilion master felt that Lu Xingwan was chasing her more and more slowly. In fact, she was very tired, but she had already worked so hard for this. If she gave up now, all the previous efforts would be in vain.

She made up her mind to fly around suddenly, she patted the tree trunk with one palm and turned around abruptly, with both palms out, all the remaining strength burst out to attack Lu Xingwan.

As soon as Lu Xingwan lifted the Mo Lin sword out of its sheath, the red spiritual energy wrapped around the sword inch by inch and collided with the spiritual power.

The violent shaking of the sky and the earth's roar and

The pavilion master looked at the long sword submerged in his lower abdomen, and was shocked, "You are really a lunatic."

The bright red blood dripping from Lu Xingwan's lips stained the entire skirt of his clothes, and his tone was calm and self-effacing, "Thank you."

The move just now against them could do nothing to them, but Lu Xingwan in front of him suddenly withdrew all his defenses and poured all his spiritual power into the sword. She suffered the danger of her heart being shattered by her palm. Give her this sword.

With a full blow, it naturally broke the defense of the pavilion master, and the sword fell into her harm.

Lu Xingwan withdrew his sword forcefully, and the next time he raised it, the sword was about to land on top of her head.

The pavilion master's complexion changed, and with his last breath, he fell backwards and fell to the cliff a few steps away.

On the cliff, the clouds covered Lu Xingwan's sight, she only saw the black corner of the clothes fluttering, falling like a crow with broken wings.

She thrust the sword into the ground with all her strength, but she couldn't support herself and knelt on the ground, and she didn't have the strength to catch up.

She spat out another mouthful of blood amidst the pain of her heart and lungs being torn apart. Just at this moment, a touch of warm white, like a light butterfly in spring, flew over and sank into the center of her eyebrows.

It is the soul-suppressing cauldron, which is connected to her soul, and it will automatically return to its sea of ​​consciousness when it reaches a certain time limit. It should be fine to come to Miss Lin's side.

Lu Xingwan wanted to feel a little relieved.

After sitting for a while, her exhausted spiritual power recovered almost to nothing, but she had some strength. She stood up and planned to go to the bottom of the cliff to have a look, and she must not let that person live.

"Starry night."

There are familiar spiritual power fluctuations in the distance, searching together with the owner's eager voice.

When Lu Xingwan heard this voice, she suddenly didn't want to move anymore, so she sat on the spot and waited for Lin Luoyue to come to find her.

Soon Lin Luoyue came riding on the wind, her elegant figure landed in front of her silently, her face was full of obvious worry and anxiety.

In fact, she couldn't be in a hurry. It took most of the night after Lu Xingwan chased him out. After she settled down, her sister and mother immediately took people out to search, until Chen Guangxiwei finally found their trace.

The grass and trees seen along the way were either broken in the middle, or were scorched black, and the sword energy lingered in the air for a long time, one can imagine how fierce the fights were.

When Lin Luoyue saw the dry or still wet blood on her skirt, her heart ached and she wanted to hug her but didn't dare.

She even breathed a sigh of relief and knelt down to grab Lu Xingwan's white wrist.

Lu Xingwan felt the cold fingertips on her wrist trembling, she couldn't help but raised her hand to touch Lin Luoyue's also cold cheek, "Don't be afraid, I'm fine."

Her eyes are darker than ever, the red color faded away from the murderous intent, the beauty is like a ruby ​​polished by shock but with a little less freshness.

Lin Luoyue hastily examined her veins and was able to confirm that her injury was not serious, but there was also a source of vitality swimming through her meridians, presumably it was the soul-suppressing cauldron that was working.

She felt relaxed in her heart, and her emotions were even more complicated when she looked at Lu Xingwan's eyes.

"Missy, how are you?" Lu Xingwan spoke first in the subtle silence.

Lin Luoyue nodded lightly, "Sister is fine."

"That's good." Lu Xingwan kept looking at her when he was talking. It was different from the gentleness in the past that drowned people like a lake. Now her emotions are deeper and more greedy, as if she has found some rare treasure. Trapped firmly in his arms, no one is allowed to touch.

A thought came to Lin Luoyue's mind, her eyes couldn't help flickering, she couldn't hold back her hands

Stop trembling.

Lu Xingwan finally moved his gaze away from her, and she looked at the cliff in the distance and said softly, "Luoyue, that killer fell off the cliff, you send someone to find her."

Her tone was very light, but there was an unfathomable chill hidden in every word, "I want to see people when I live, and I want to see corpses when I die."

"I know." Lin Luoyue stabilized her mind, and used the sound transmission jade to contact her subordinates who were still searching nearby, and then she said, "Can I still go? I'll take you back."

Lu Xingwan looked up at her with a soft smile on her face, "Can you carry me back?"

Her speaking speed was a little faster than before, and she had a very unique clear and pleasant tone, which was irresistible.

Lin Luoyue looked at her deeply for a while, "Of course."

She turned around and squatted down, and soon felt the soft body pressing on her back, and the bloody smell that hadn't dissipated also surrounded her.

Lin Luoyue exhaled lightly, and carried the person on her back steadily. She didn't use her spiritual power to fly back, but walked down the mountain step by step.

The girl's slender arms hugged her neck tightly, and soon her satin-like hair stuck to her neck. Lin Luoyue's cheeks were a little itchy. For the first time, she was not nervous or embarrassed. It was hard to tell what it was like.

She took a few breaths before asking, "Does the injury still hurt?"

Lu Xingwan's low laughter sounded, as if he was very happy with her concern, "It doesn't hurt."

"You're talking nonsense." Lin Luoyue reprimanded lightly, she thought that there was no one in the world who wouldn't feel pain, if it didn't hurt, either she was used to it, or no one cared about it.

Thinking of these, she felt a block in her heart, and then she became shy again.

Lu Xingwan's spirit is not bad. According to her past temperament, she must be dragged to analyze the origin of the killer or the idea of ​​the next investigation, but she didn't.

She lay quietly on Lin Luoyue's back for a while, then suddenly said, "Luoyue, thank you."

Lin Luoyue was startled, "Thank me for what, thank me for carrying you?"

"Thank you for appearing in my life." Lu Xingwan's voice was low, like rain falling on flying stones with a bit of desolation, "But I've become greedy, I always think you are It would have been better if it had appeared sooner.”

Lin Luoyue became more and more sure of her guess, she kept walking, her lips moved but she didn't make a sound.

Because at this moment, she is not sure whether she is qualified to say anything to her.

"Since I was a child, no one has carried me, let alone hugged me. No one wants me." The person on the back murmured and repeated, "No one wants me, in fact, I would rather I had never lived..."

"What stupid words are you talking about?" Lin Luoyue endured the heavy bitterness in her heart, so she relaxed, "Master Zhao should be sad when he heard you say that."

"Brother, it's too late to show up just like you." Lu Xingwan whispered softly.

Lin Luoyue heard it as if her heart was being pinched, and her breathing was slightly stagnant. She inhaled and exhaled slowly, and her steps became more stable.

"Han Xing." She read the name slowly.

The person on the back was silent for a long time, and responded softly.

Lin Luoyue just called her name and didn't say anything.

"But now I'm thinking about it again. It doesn't matter how late it is." But this call seemed to be a great comfort to Lu Xingwan. Feeling drowsy, her eyes were slightly closed.

"As long as you are willing to come, I am willing to wait no matter how late."