Every night, there are always a few piaos knocking on the door

"Xiaoyu...Xiaoyu...Xiaoyu!" The voice from his ear was a little far away, as if it couldn't reach his ears no matter what.

Luo Weiyu fell down slowly, and her vision began to blur.

In a trance, on the devastated land, under the blood-red sky reflected by the setting sun, in the mountains and haze, two people are facing each other across a deep canyon.

He heard one person say to another: "He treats you with sincerity, why do you want to kill him?!"

The other person raised his head and laughed wildly, "Hahahaha! Baihu! Naive! You are so naive! If I don't kill him, how can I get him! Suzaku! Qinglong! You all deserve to die! Haha! Damn! You all deserve to die!"

"Do you think you can get him like this?" The man knelt down on one knee and coughed up a mouthful of blood. "I tell you, he is mine! He will always be mine!"

"Hahaha! Baihu, when death is imminent, do you still want to struggle? As long as you die...haha, as long as you don't exist in this world, he is mine! He is mine! Hahahaha!!! !"

Luo Weiyu felt that her consciousness seemed to be falling towards that cliff in a trance.

The seriously injured person couldn't hold on after all.

God fall!

The godhead was shattered in an instant, and the three souls and seven souls were torn apart.The White Tiger God of War finally fell.

He heard the wailing of all beasts in the world, for the fallen four saints, for the uncertain future, for...

He heard two phoenix cries resounding through the sky, and he heard a dragon chant mourning for a long time.

The confronting two fell down at the same time.

Two identical faces, also belonging to Han Jiyong's face...

I'm so crazy! ! ! !

Luo Weiyu sat up all of a sudden, and wiped the cold sweat from her forehead with her hand.

Qing Kong let go of the hand holding his arm, and said with a sigh of relief: "It's okay, I'm in a hurry for a while, just wake up, just wake up."

Ling Chuan hurriedly grabbed Luo Weiyu's hand, "Xiaoyu, are you okay?"

Luo Weiyu shook her head, her eyes fell on Han Jiyong.

Han Jiyong also looked anxious, but he couldn't help, so he was squeezed out of the circle.

Luo Weiyu thought for a while, then waved to Han Jiyong, "Yong'er, come here."

Han Jiyong hurriedly walked to his side, sat down on the sofa, "Xiao Yu, what happened to you just now?"

Luo Weiyu smiled at him, held his hand, "Yong'er, do you know who else looks like you?"

As soon as the words fell, Ling Chuan and Han Jiyong's expression changed.

Ling Chuan instantly understood that Luo Weiyu might have seen something, but it is not clear what he saw.

After Han Jiyong's expression changed, he quickly recovered and sighed, "Yes."

"Who?"

"Qing Qi."

Ling Chuan and Qing Kong looked at each other and exchanged a look.Clear Sky nodded.

Luo Weiyu took a deep breath, "In my dream... just now, I saw... Baihu and another person standing on the top of the mountain facing each other... The white tiger's godhead was broken, and the other person also fell down... Both of them It looks like you."

Ling Chuan thought to himself: Sure enough!

Han Jiyong lowered his head, "That's right...it's my appearance...Qongqi, it just turned into my appearance..."

Luo Weiyu frowned, "Why did Qiongqi become like you?" His tone was a little irritable, so it seemed to have a hint of reprimand.

Han Jiyong suddenly raised his head, and roared aggressively: "Yes! How could he become like me! Because you don't know right from wrong! Because you don't know the truth from the false!"