My mythology is different from yours

The sharp broken sword pierced through Yun Zhiyan's flesh and firmly hit his chest. Xuanzhi's true essence condensed on the blade immediately shot out, trying to smash his heart and meridians.

As expected, her true energy was hindered by a force.Once the male protagonist encounters a life-threatening situation, there will always be a power to protect him, whether it is divine power, or the power of heaven, after all, it will not let people end his life so easily.

The warm blood sprayed onto the back of the hand, Xuanzhi's wrist trembled involuntarily, and the blood on his face faded to a frighteningly white one.

She had never killed anyone, and the idea deeply rooted in her bones made her feel terrified of killing a person with her own hands, but even though she was instinctively terrified, she still did not relax her grip on the hilt of the sword in the slightest.

The broken sword penetrated another inch into his flesh, Yun Zhiyan trembled all over, blood gushed out of his mouth and nose, his eyes were filled with hatred, and he fixed his eyes on Xuanzhi.

The momentary gap exposed in her heart gave Yun Zhiyan a chance, thick darkness poured out from those pupils, covering his entire eyeballs like ink, and the haze deep in the pupils swayed faintly, like a whirlpool attracting Xuanzhi's heart Falling inwardly.

Yun Zhiyan's eyes were slightly bent, and the sound transmission of spiritual consciousness floated to her ears, "When you were in front of the Yun family, you also prayed to me like this, let me feel pity for you, let me treat your eyes I can't forget it for a long time, and enter my dream every night."

Xuanzhi's consciousness was in a trance for a moment, and following his words, the white smoke of the firecrackers was covered in front of his eyes, and the sound of joy seemed to be in his ears.

She seems to have returned to the time when she first entered this world, unable to resist being pinched by Yun Zhishen's neck and pressed to the ground, she can only use the spiritual power awakened in the previous life, trying to induce them to feel pity for her, in exchange for a breath opportunity.

"I pity you, I saved you, you shouldn't treat me like this." Yun Zhiyan's pupils were gradually coated with a ray of light, outlining the outline of a magic flame. Entering Xuanzhi's eyes, two clusters of the same magic flames emerged deep in her pupils, invading her consciousness.

Yun Zhiyan devoured the old devil who was good at deceiving people's hearts, and absorbed the ability of the old devil.Old Demon urges people to lose their minds with their emotions and desires, so they are naturally the most sensitive to people's emotional desires.

From Xuan Zhi's heart, he felt her liking and admiration for another person, no, to be precise, for a god. Mo Yan absorbed the affection in her heart and transferred this love to himself.

There was a struggle in Xuanzhi's eyes, sometimes she clearly recognized that the person in front of her was Yun Zhiyan, and she was holding a sword to pierce his heart, and sometimes she mistook him as Shen Tutao, unable to strike.

Yun Zhiyan felt the strength of holding the sword in her heart relax a bit, and the magic flame continued to interfere deeply in her heart, bewitching: "Xuan Zhi, let go, I'm in pain."

Xuan Zhi's eyelashes trembled, and his brows frowned slightly.The hand holding the hilt of the sword suddenly tightened.

Shen Tutao would not let her let go, when he felt the pain, he would only pant and tell her to push harder.

Blood gushed from the corner of Yun Zhiyan's mouth again, he stared closely at her eyes, magic flames reflected in Xuanzhi's eyes, and the dim light in her pupils became brighter and brighter, deliberately blurring her vision so that she could not see her own face clearly , so confusing her cognition.

"Xuan Zhi, let go, do you want to kill me?" Yun Zhiyan whispered in pain.

When he was in Wufang Mirror, he tried it on Shi Niannian, he knew how to transfer the affection in her heart to himself, so that she couldn't extricate herself even if she looked at his face in the future.

But he didn't have as much time as in Wufangjing, so he couldn't progress step by step.

Enduring the pain in his heart, Yun Zhiyan patiently waited for her to sink deeper, and seduced her sentence by sentence: "Xuanzhi, let go of your hand, please? You like me, why are you willing to hurt me so much?"

Xuanzhi's eyes were blurred, but following Yun Zhiyan's voice, his cognition became clearer and clearer.What he said was too disconnected from Shentu Tao, even if Xuanzhi was bewitched by the magic flame, he couldn't put the two of them together.

Her will to resist the magic flame suddenly became stronger, which made Yun Zhiyan flustered. His true essence was sealed by the ice cone, and his physical body was injured to the point of dying. It was not good to watch his vitality go away.

He pushed the magic flame's ability to confuse the mind to the extreme, and he tried to persuade her almost incoherently while bleeding from the corner of his mouth: "Xuan Zhi, you like me, you love me, do you want to kill the person you love with your own hands? You won't kill Mine, let go of me, I have never been sorry for you, I was really moved for you..."

The peach branch hairpin in Xuanzhi's hair suddenly pulled out thin and flexible branches, intertwined into a hand made of green ribbons, and pressed towards Xuanzhi's sword-holding hand with a threatening cold air.

But before Taozhi touched the back of her hand, Xuanzhi's fingertips tightened suddenly, and the golden talisman line of the borrowing talisman appeared on her wrist. Taozhi felt the same divine power in the rune as in the picture of Shanhe Sheji, and the branch trembled slightly. Trembling, retracted.

Xuanzhi clenched the broken sword tightly, and stabbed down hard. The divine power broke through the power of heaven protecting Yun Zhiyan, and the broken sword pierced into his heart, and the sword glow crushed his heart.

The heavenly luck on Yun Zhiyan's body and the halo of the protagonist all dissipated under the powerful divine power of another world, and the deceptive light in his pupils gradually extinguished.

Xuanzhi blinked, his eyes regained clarity, and he said to Yun Zhiyan, who had left his last breath, "Do you know why I can't mistake you for Shen Tutao? Because if it's His Majesty the Ghost Emperor, His Majesty won't cry Pain, just say to me, try harder, haven't you eaten?"

Taozhi's movement of grabbing Yun Zhiyan's soul paused for a moment, and then continued to wrap around, grabbing his three souls and seven souls.

Shen Tutao: "..." When did I say such nonsense?

The protagonist in this world died so easily, Xuan Zhi still couldn't believe it, she pulled out Yun Juan's broken sword, and looked around vigilantly.The death of the protagonist is not earth-shattering, but there should be some visions happening, maybe the sky will suddenly send down a thunderbolt to kill her.

Xuanzhi retreated a few steps away from Yun Zhiyan's body, and waited tensely for a while.The afterglow of the setting sun has completely disappeared, and the twilight has gradually enveloped the earth. The venue of the ceremony, which was brightly lit the day before, now only remains a ruined wall.

The outer edge of Qingyun City vaguely has lights that automatically turn on, but the light is far from here. There are no candles to illuminate, and the night is very fast and deep. There are no stars or moon in the sky, and there is silence on all sides. .

The green leaves on the peach branches brushed her cheek lightly, Xuanzhi pulled away from the tense emotion, and asked doubtfully, "Is he really dead?"

"Dead." Shen Tutao's spiritual consciousness sound transmission came from the branches and leaves beside his ears.

Xuan Zhi breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that even if it was the male lead, when he died, he would return to ashes and ashes silently like most people.She was silent for a moment, called a water polo to wash the blood off her hands, and asked, "You still can't come out?"

"Not for the time being." The two forces fighting in his body have not yet separated their results.

Xuanzhi wiped his hands clean, and took out the Wufang Mirror from the diamond ring, the brand of recognition on the Wufang Mirror disappeared, it seems that Yun Zhiyan is indeed dead beyond death.

She tried to enter the spiritual power and activated the silver mirror, the engraved lines on the square mirror suddenly brightened, and the sunken side seemed to be filled with a handful of clear moonlight suddenly, revealing a bright mirror surface.

Xuan Zhi didn't see her reflection in the mirror, but she saw a high platform made of white jade with tall columns standing above it.

The place seemed familiar to her.

Shen Tutao sensed something was wrong, and lost her voice: "Wait, Xuanzhi!"

But it was too late, Xuan Zhi was sucked in by the moonlight mirror, she vaguely heard Shen Tutao shout "Peach Blossom", and then his voice completely disappeared from her ears, and the picture in front of Xuanzhi became It was strange, it seemed that a long, long time had passed, and it seemed that it was just a moment.

When the scene in the field of vision stabilized, she was already on the high platform in the mirror.