[Flower Qiangu Tongren] Who do you want to say about Acacia

? This night, when it is ugly.

The stars and the moon reflect each other, and the evening breeze brings coolness.

Rong Elegy, who was not sleepy, paced back and forth slowly in the guest room, glanced at the Wangyouqin on the table from time to time, frowned, and lowered his eyelids, looking thoughtful.

While in the underworld today, Rong Elegy has an inexplicable sense of familiarity with the underworld, but she can't attract the attention of her who already knows that she has a relationship with the underworld in her previous life. On the contrary, Wangyouqin's trembling reaction has attracted her attention , Wangyouqin gradually stopped until she left the underworld.

Rong Elegy has long known that Wangyouqin is a very spiritual guqin. It can be seen from the fact that it can transmit spiritual power to her and help her repair the damaged soul, not to mention that it is bestowed on her by the heavens. thing?

She originally thought that Wangyouqin was owned by the Dao of Heaven and should have nothing to do with the underworld, but Wangyouqin would actually respond to the underworld. Can she speculate like this—the underworld has a connection with Wangyouqin?

wait a minute...

Rong Elegy thought about it, according to many ancient books, among the six worlds, the underworld is the closest to the way of heaven, so it is not impossible for Wangyouqin to be related to the underworld.

In an instant, Rong Elegy heard a slight sound of wind and grass outside the guest room, frowned, and hastily took out the Fusang Sword from the Ruins Cauldron, then opened the door, took slow lotus steps, and walked out cautiously.

However, it was of no use, a dagger with ghostly purple light and evil spirit suddenly appeared out of thin air and headed towards Rong Elegy.Rong Elegy couldn't dodge in time, and was scratched by such a dagger on her arm. The evil energy invaded her body along the blood, and she immediately spit out a mouthful of bright red blood.

Seeing that Rong Elegy was hurt, Xia Zixun finally appeared, and saw her bare hand grabbing out of thin air, and the dagger named Zhu Xian immediately returned to her hand.

"Shangxian Zixun, you are still obsessed with killing me." Rong Ge, who turned pale quickly, raised her lips and smiled.

Xia Zixun was noncommittal, and said coldly: "Rong Elegy, you must die!"

As soon as the words fell, just as Xia Zixun was about to give Rong Elegy the final fatal blow, fortunately Bai Zihua and Wugou appeared in time, and also prevented Rong Elegy from losing his fragrance.

Seeing Rong Elegy's precarious state, Bai Zihua hugged her into his arms with great distress.

"Zi Hua, I'm so sleepy..."

The arrival of Bai Zihua made Rong Elegy completely relax her tense mind, subconsciously put the Fusang sword into the ruins cauldron first, her consciousness gradually became chaotic, but there was a slight reassuring smile on the corner of her mouth Meaning, after whispering such a sentence, he gradually closed his eyes, his body softened, and he passed out immediately.

"Elegy..." Bai Zihua put one arm around Rong Elegy's waist, looked down at the woman who was lying in his arms like a sleeping kitten, raised his other hand, and caressed The face of elegy.

——Even if she is injured, she will always hold on, no matter how deep and severe the injury is, he has never heard her say a word of discomfort or pain, but after seeing him coming, she will take it away with great peace of mind. Even if she raised her weapon, relaxed her mind, and let go of her guard, she would still pass out in his arms with a smile on her face like now, as if she just fell asleep because she was extremely tired, not because she was too badly injured.

Bai Zihua raised his eyes to Xia Zixun, and said coldly, "Zixun, you hurt Elegy."

As if being hurt by Bai Zihua's eyes again, Xia Zixun couldn't help the eye circles turning red, but she still nodded and admitted, and said: "So what? I still want to kill her! —— You clearly know that Rong Elegy is Your life and death calamity, but you still have a deep-rooted love for her, do you dare to let her destroy you before you are willing?"

Wugou frowned slightly, sighed faintly, and persuaded: "Zixun, Zihua and sister-in-law's matter, only they can solve it themselves, don't meddle in this matter anymore."

"Sister-in-law?" Xia Zixun burst into tears immediately, with an extremely sad expression, and said, "Zi Hua, are you not afraid of death to stay with Rong Elegy? Wugou, Wugou, you are also a person who has been burdened by life and death, How can you just watch Zi Hua being with his life and death robbery without stopping him, and call Rong Elegy, who is his life and death robbery, his sister-in-law? Do you want to watch Zi Hua go to destruction step by step?"

Hearing this, Wugou couldn't help but wryly smiled and said: "You're wrong, if sister-in-law really died, Zihua would not go to destruction step by step, but go directly to destruction."

——He is someone who has experienced it, and no one will understand the feeling of the death of a loved one better than him.

"No matter what, I can't just watch Zihua sink deeper and deeper, Rong Elegy must die!"

After finishing speaking, Xia Zixun, who was holding a dagger in his hand, dodged, and was about to attack Rong Elegy, Bai Zihua quickly dodged aside, Wugou hurried forward to pester Xia Zixun, but because he accidentally used too much force, Xia Zixun, who was weaker in strength, was defeated, causing her to be seriously injured by the backlash of the dagger, and a pool of blood suddenly spit out from her mouth.

Seeing that Xia Zixun was about to fall, when Wugou was about to teleport to catch Xia Zixun, Tan Fan just appeared and caught Xia Zixun.

Tan Fan hugged Xia Zixun Yujian and left, while lowering his head and anxiously calling Xia Zixun, who was almost dying.

"Zi Xun..."

Xia Zixun, whose consciousness was gradually fading away, could not hear anything, and kept thinking of what Yi Xiujun said when she made a deal with Yi Xiujun that day——

"This dagger is called Zhuxian, and it is tempered with the blood of a hundred poisons. Let alone a mortal, as long as it is injured by it, even an immortal will not be spared."

"Zhu Xian's blade light can kill people from a distance, and can kill enemies from a hundred steps away."

"It's very vicious, not only can it hurt people, but it can also bite back at its master."

……

Fushan, Xunci Pavilion.

When Xia Zixun woke up, she saw Tan Fan, whose mouth was full of blood, lying beside her. The person who was supposed to be hanging by a thread was no longer her, but became Tan Fan who owed her the most in her life.

"Tanfan, why are you like this?"

"You're awake, Zixun..."

The Immortal Lord and a man in black with a high level of cultivation were also present, Xia Zixun didn't bother to pay attention, and tears welled up in her eyes, listening to the Immortal Lord's explanation in her ears, her heart couldn't stop being twisted like a knife.

"Zixun High Immortal, Tanfan High Immortal willingly sacrificed his life to save you."

"Tan Fan, why are you so stupid?" Xia Zixun couldn't help but burst into tears. "I don't deserve you!"

Tan Fan smiled slightly, raised his hand to wipe away the tears on Xia Zixun's face, and said, "For you, no matter how much I have to pay, I am willing."

——Hiddenly lifeless, isn't it?Hehe, Rong Wan really hit the mark, and now he is about to go to hell.

After saying that, Xia Zixun watched Tan Fan's eyes gradually close, heard Tan Fan's breathing gradually weakened, and then watched Tan Fan turn into a little bit of fluorescent light, and then dissipated in front of her, and also dissipated in this world.

Xia Zixun was so sad that she fell into a fairy in an instant.

"I never imagined that Zixun Shangxian would end up in such a state one day. I wonder if Bai Zihua knew about it, would he do justice to kill relatives and do justice for the heavens?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Immortal King laughed and walked away, followed by the man in black with eyes full of grief.

……

Underworld, Wangchuanhe.

A silver light flashed past like a shooting star, and with a sound of "dong", a piece of blue-white jade with a few streaks of bright red blood fell into the Wangchuan River and sank to the bottom of the river.

Yan Jun, who was growing flowers and weeds on Zhanran Island far away, felt something, and then pinched his fingers, and then slowly evoked a helpless smile, his brows were clear, but there was a hint of unbearable worry, and a hint of expectation joy.