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The restlessness became more and more obvious, and the crowd gradually divided into two factions. Although they hadn't made a show of fighting yet, they were already faintly ready to fight.

Brothers fight against each other, sisters turn against each other, master and apprentice break up, and the drama of similarities with minor differences is played out all the time.

Ming Zhao looked at it with great interest, and added a fire to it.

"There is no cure for the poison of neon clothes. If you are willing to entrust Zhuli's life to me, everyone in the Hall of Resurrection can leave alive today."

If the balance was still wobbling just now, it has basically tilted towards one point now.

The firewood has been stacked full, and the fire has already risen.

The voice in the crowd could no longer be concealed.

But there is something, it may be as weak as a firefly, or as thin as a feather, but it will definitely be there.

Even if it is in dire straits, it will definitely bottom out and rebound.

That is conscience.

Perhaps when everyone has turned into a Shura, there must be a group of people who will stick to their beliefs and persevere to the end.

Even if it hurts,

Also wish to be good.

Mingzhao was in the chief seat, so he naturally saw all kinds of things in these people's eyes.

But it is a pity that the number of these people is too small and too small, and they are vulnerable to a single blow.

"Stop fighting!"

A clear voice suddenly resounded in the hall, and the ending sound caused echoes in the empty belly of the ice cave.

Under the attention of everyone, the young man took a step forward, his back was thin but straight, like a clear bamboo standing proudly against the wind.

"I agree to the owner's conditions, and I believe that the owner of the valley is definitely not a person who does not keep his word."

After finishing speaking, he didn't give himself a retreat, but walked step by step towards Mingzhao's chief seat.

Everyone was stunned.

"No way, young master, don't bet your life!"

"How could the devil keep his promise, young master, don't be fooled by her!"

"Master Zhuli, you don't have to do this step..."

"Yes, son..."

……

Those voices became more sad and sincere each time, but no one really stepped forward to stop him.

It doesn't take an exquisite heart to see the concealment. Finally, some people can't stand it anymore. The quarrel is about to overturn the dome of the palace, but the protagonist in their dispute only has a faint smile, and his eyebrows and eyes are still gentle.

"Everyone, stop arguing. Today's choice is my own. No one is wrong."

"If it were me standing in your position, I wouldn't stand still and stop you."

His white clothes were no longer as brand-new as when he first came down the mountain, and they even looked a bit dirty and torn because of running around.

But as long as he takes a look between his brows and eyes, he will feel that the water of the Liquan spring flows through the Lingtai, and the clarity suddenly rises, as if everything in the world is not as clean as he alone.

"It's for the people I cherish, and it's also for not harming more people because of my so-called morality. Isn't it?"

He surrendered his own life, talking about fallacies that he didn't fully approve of, one was to save more people's lives, and the other was to soothe their guilt and uneasiness.

In desperation, most people are selfish.

But that doesn't mean they have no conscience.

After making a decision that violated one's conscience, the pulsating hotness under the left sternum will definitely cause pain and burning from time to time in the years to come, and tossing and turning can't sleep.

So he didn't deliberately say some righteous words to make them more ashamed, but put aside the principles he held in his heart for the time being, and told them that they were right, and if it was him, he would not do it. Different choices.

We are all the same, just in different places and the choices we make are different.

There was never any saint,

Exchange less for more, exchange estrangement for relatives, in any case, it is a cost-effective deal.

This has never been Zhuli's idea, but the matter has come to this, why bother to add another injury to them?

When a doctor walks in the world, he does nothing more than two things:

Save lives, soothe hearts.

The choice is too bitter.

There are mountains of knives and seas of fire, so let me go alone.

After several times of thinking, the patched shoes have already stepped on the throne platform of the Hall of Echoes, not half a foot away from Mingzhao, Zhuli stared at Mingzhao who was lazily leaning on the high seat in front of him, and his heart was calm without any ripples.

"Li'er, let's go!!"

Elder Meng Si, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly shouted loudly, rushed forward with a flying palm, and knocked Zhuli off the high platform! !

Zhu Li was caught off guard by a slap, and before his mind returned to his body, his body was also thrown into the air. From the corner of his eyes, he saw a white shadow flying out from the high platform, and grabbed his master's neck fiercely.

"Master!!"

Zhu Li fell heavily to the ground, coughed up a mouthful of blood, and struggled to get up to save his master, but found that all his bones hurt as if they were broken, and he only supported himself a little before falling back.

Looking up at the situation on the throne platform, his eyes were tearing apart: "You let my master go! I have already agreed to your conditions, please let my master go!!"

Hearing the sound, Ming Zhao cast a glance, and parted his thin lips lightly:

"I changed my mind."

Yan Luo's knuckles are snapped!

Elder Meng Si's feet had already left the ground, he tried his best not to struggle, but he still could not escape the drive of instinct, Ming Zhao's hands around his neck tightened more and more, and he could even hear the sound of his larynx breaking...

Mingzhao's killing appearance is obviously extremely terrifying, but it's hard to tear people's eyes away from her.

The wind blows from the ice palace, and the ink hair dances like a dance.

The long wind lifted her layer upon layer of white clothes like a white lotus in full bloom.

She looks like a fairy in a fairyland on the top of a group of jade mountains, but when she glances over at her, everyone just wakes up——

This is clearly a demon.

Those pair of phoenix eyes were extremely cold, and the vivid and pure blue color on her forehead seemed to change because of her eyes, flashing a strange light.

Like a fairy and a monster.

At the moment when Elder Meng Si died completely, a cloud of blood-red mist scattered from the throne platform, and all of them penetrated into Ming Zhao's body, disappearing without a trace.

If everyone present had not witnessed this moment with their own eyes, they might only feel that it was an illusion caused by extreme fear.

Zhuli, who had already stood up with the support of the people around him, locked his eyes tightly on the movement on the high platform, his vision was blurred by tears, but he still caught the opportunity he had been waiting for in the haze.

"This is the moment!!"

It's like boiling oil into the fire and the flames are as high as three feet!

The crowd in the Hall of Resurrection was excited, and they all clenched their weapons and rushed towards the high platform shouting!

Qi Feiluan stood still, deaf to the sound like a frying pan in her ears, all she heard and saw was Ming Zhao who was crouching on the throne, the cloudy eyes, the cold sweat on his forehead, and the few An inaudible faint gasp.

That poisonous mist just now!It triggered the entangled memories of the dead in her body! !

The white figure who was killing people just now suddenly looked fragile.

Seeing that a crowd of martial arts figures were about to squeeze onto the high platform, suddenly!Behind that thin white figure, a group of dark blue shadows spread out, like a dark hurricane sweeping in!

The few people who rushed ahead and had already stepped on the steps were instantly engulfed by the spreading shadow!

In the blink of an eye, the shadows faded away like a tide, and only bones remained on the spot!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

"It's Nishang!! It's Nishang!!!"

In the blink of an eye, a good person has become a skeleton, and anyone can realize what is that blue shadow!

The neon clothes are gone, and come back in an instant!

All the people were fighting with each other, and ran out of the hall as fast as they could!

But hearing a cold snort, the eight gates closed quickly, blocking out all the sunlight and cloud shadows.

Eight hoarse friction sounds combined into one heavy bang.

The lingering sound was like a long sigh of heaven and man.

In an instant, screams, begging for mercy, resentment and resentment resounded all over the hall. Some people drew their swords and killed Nishang, some took off their coats and ran away, and some randomly grabbed a person as their human shield.Everything that has been set up is in chaos. Once the door of the Resurrection Hall is closed, the disciples of Feng Yigu outside can't get in, and the martial arts people inside can't escape. The neon clothes will go mad at the sight of blood. In the animal's mouth! !

Ming Zhao had already sat down on the chief seat, but her frown was still not loosened. She was still suffering from the pain left by those who died in vain.But apart from the pain in her eyes that couldn't dissipate like a thick fog, there were bursts of bloodthirsty pleasure that couldn't be concealed, and she didn't want to hide it!

The ground was cracked, the fire of calamity surged up from hell, and the screams of thousands of people sang in the hall of resurrection into a mixed sound, like nine days of thunder falling to the ground, the sound was deafening.

The blue and black shadow came on the calamity fire, like a messenger at the end of hell, a thunder fell to the ground, and the flesh and blood turned into dry bones.

The Hall of Resurrection originally meant to bring the dead back to life, but at this moment, it sends the living one by one into the realm of the dead.

"Ahhhhh!!"

"Mother!!"

"Boa---!!!"

A group of neon clothes swarmed towards a ten-year-old girl. The girl was wearing a green frost, purple electric double-moon scimitar on her back, a green shirt and a soft silver armor, and she was sent to practice martial arts by her family at a young age. Involved in this bloody storm.

But Nishang doesn’t recognize people, the young children’s flesh and blood are fresh and tender, they flapped their wings and buzzed and scrambled to bite the girl’s skin, but they were cut off by two curved knives, and the neon clothes that escaped the catastrophe immediately scattered in all directions. Choose a package-style four-sided attack!For a moment, the shadow dancing woman saw that she was no longer invincible, she put away her two knives and used her body to protect her daughter tightly, but she is also a mortal child. After this batch of neon clothes is full, there will be another batch of neon clothes. How long can it last?

Not a moment later, the neon clothes came buzzing!

The woman did not hide or retreat, and closed her eyes to protect the girl even tighter.

The ghostly shadow of the neon clothes falls into the pupils of the girl, which is as clear as a pool——

"Mother!!!"

At the critical moment, a black shadow suddenly flew over to protect the mother and daughter!Blocking out all the neon clothes, but looking closely, it turns out to be an ordinary fence. The black silk hats that are instilled with inner strength are the ones that protect the mother and daughter as strong as a copper wall!

The formation of neon clothes was disrupted, and changed again in an instant!But the strength in the fence has not yet dissipated!

Slices of thin blades gleaming with cold light flew out from the hat and skirt. The light and shadow of the snow intersected for a moment, and the darkness disappeared, leaving only a vast expanse of ice and snow, which lost all energy in a moment, and fell to the ground crackling.

A bare hand picked up the dusty fence, and lightly dusted it on the black silk, but instead of putting it back on, he just carried it behind his back.

"Miss Qi! Kill that devil!"

Suddenly someone in the hall begged and shouted, and then there was a second, a third...

"Miss Qi, you are the only one who can kill that devil now!!"

"Miss Qi, please, Miss Qi!!"

……

just me?

Qi Feiluan looked back and saw that in the huge Huisheng Hall, everyone was fleeing in the wilderness, but those who were stained by the neon clothes had already turned into bones.

she alone...

Nishang is bloodthirsty, and will come when she smells it, but she is the only one who bypasses her.

"Miss Qi, do you want to watch us die?"

"Miss Qi, Nishang's mother body is on that devil's body. Only by killing that devil can we be saved!!"

"Miss Qi, I beg you, miss...I kneel down for you...uh—"

"Teacher!!!"

"Miss Qi, what are you waiting for! Do you want to watch everyone here die!!"

……

The long sword was unsheathed, and the cold light pierced the air.

Qi Feiluan holds a sword in one hand, and puts the fence behind his back in the other;

One is the responsibility of protecting the world established since childhood, and the other is the nineteen-year-old Tao Li Shenen.

Wreckage is scattered all over the long steps, and the ice stone is stained with blood, and the original color has long been lost.

She climbed up the steps, every step was extremely slow and heavy.

Until standing in front of her master.

Mingzhao is still in chaos at this moment, but seeing her coming, his eyes are rarely clear.

The master and apprentice reunited after a long absence, or hold candles to talk about Dadan; or swim hand in hand in the breeze and bright sun;

It shouldn't be like this at all.

Ming Zhao didn't speak, just looked at her with a pair of phoenix eyes that were sometimes clear and sometimes chaotic.

Qi Feiluan also looked at her.

Before that, Qi Feiluan was a little afraid to look into Mingzhao's eyes.Her master gave birth to a pair of beautiful eyes that are hard to find in the world, shaped like a phoenix eye, narrow and long, flying obliquely, with long eyelashes curled up and rooted clearly. The most rare thing is the look in those bright eyes.

With just one glance, you can be fascinated, and you don't know where you are.

Even if she is her mentor, half of her elders who raised her, she is afraid of getting stuck in it.

This kind of emotion was less afterward, because there were countless grievances and hatreds, which became more entangled.

The illusion of ice and snow on the four walls is entangled in the eyes of the two people looking at each other, making it difficult to distinguish clearly.

"Miss Qi, why don't you do it yet!"

"Miss Qi, we can't stand it anymore!!"

"Miss Qi!! Save us!! Save us!!!"

……

The sound of begging was like a curse, turning into ghosts in Qi Feiluan's ears, screaming and howling as if trying to swallow her up...

"Master Zhuli!!"

"Young master, what's wrong with your leg!!"

"Young master's hamstring was broken by Nishang, although Nishang can't kill him, it can eat his flesh!!"

"Young Master Zhuli is here to protect us..."

"Young master, go away, we all smell of blood, those beasts can't give up if we can't eat them raw!!"

"Young master, don't resist, this old man will go out and die with them!!"

"Old man, what are you talking about!!"

"Then what should we do? Just watch the herd of animals? Eat up the little boy's flesh!!"

……

Qi Feiluan tried her best to silence those voices from her ears, but she couldn't do it at all.

Behind her is the common people like the sea, and she is alone on the opposite side;

She is the hero of the world, but she alone is the traitor.

"Zhuli's flesh and blood are almost consumed..."

Qi Feiluan slowly closed his eyes...

The heartstrings broke, the cold light flashed suddenly, and the sword screamed.

She turned sharply away—

"So you don't have much time! Do whatever you want!"

"I will protect the law for you!"

When you open your eyes again,

In front of her is the sea of ​​common people, but behind her is only one person;

This time, she is against the common people in the world,

I just want to protect her.

The author has something to say: Qi Feiluan: He is almost finished eating, so hurry up and filter it while he still has a breath! !

Zhuli:? ? ?

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