Dao fellow initiates

The top of the nine heavens.

Every time Yang Mu took a step, the cracks on his body deepened, and there was one more, the wound cracked, blood splashed out, and flowed down his clothes, making him a blood man, the green robe turned into blood bubbles, and his head was full of blood. Red hair, looks very scary.

With such scars, an ordinary person would not be able to bend down and walk upright like him, even if he didn't cry and fall to the ground.

The blood gradually gathered like a column, flowing down the ladder, as if to form a stream of blood.

Shocking, only the word horror can describe it.

At this moment, everyone was standing on the platform, and the figures of Yang Mu and Nan Gongyue were all reflected on the light curtain, so everyone could see them clearly now.

Seeing that Yang Mu was covered in blood and looked like a madman, everyone was stunned. Even so, he didn't give up. He wouldn't still plan to help Nangongyue climb the Nine Heavens!
After all, if Yang Mu really wants to win the inheritance by himself, there is absolutely no need to help Nangongyue in the eighth heaven. Now he is desperately climbing up, other than to help Nangongyue, everyone does not know why he has other reasons so desperately.

"Is there really someone willing to do this for her..."

Yun Shu looked at Yang Mu and Yang Mu in the Nine Heavens with slightly complicated eyes.

She has lived in the deep palace wall for a long time, and has never experienced the word love. The love of parents has never existed since the death of her mother. She has no brothers or sisters, let alone family love. The emperor's home is the most important thing. Ruthless, parents and brothers can turn against each other, not to mention friends, there is never a confidant, only the old servant left by the queen mother is loyal.

As for the so-called love between a man and a woman, she never expected it, nor expected it.

After all, it is to make people fall in love, it is far from as great as described in the book!

However, seeing another scene today caused a slight change in her state of mind.

Guo Jing and Huang Rong stood on the platform of the eighth heaven, the two cuddled each other, they were the last ones to reach it, knowing that they missed the ninth heaven, they stopped here.

"Brother Jing, I never thought there would be someone like us."

Huang Rong felt deeply in her heart. If that moment came, both herself and Guo Jing would desperately grab each other's hand and never give up.

Guo Jing also took a deep look at the two of them, and sighed: "I didn't expect Brother Yang and Miss Nangong to have such a deep relationship. I usually can't see it. I didn't expect him to be so reserved."

It's just that you are dull, so you didn't see it... Huang Rong rarely complained about Guo Jing in her heart.

"Hiss~ I can't figure out Nangong Yue's life wheel. It's weird... Even if there is no red fate, what's the situation?"

Xu Chen frowned and muttered to himself.

"Junior Brother Yang, I only hope that you in the future will not regret today's decision."

Looking at Yang Mu's back, Cheng Ying couldn't help sighing.

"Brother Yang, no matter what you do, I will always stand behind you!" Liu Qingge looked at Yang Mu's resolute back, as if he had seen the way he and Bai Heng defended themselves back then, knowing his determination in his heart, no matter what happens in the future. Whatever the consequences, he will do everything in his power to block it.

Regarding the entanglement between the Southern Confucian Academy and the Imperial City Academy, he understood that Huang Yuxiao once said that the gift of Qinglian Sword Qi to him was to hope that one day he would be able to hold the sword for the academy.

He doesn't care what the consequences will be after Nan Gongyue gets the inheritance, as long as Yang Mu persists, he can bear everything for her.

"Damn it, so far I have lost all face in the three sects. Once I get out of the secret realm, I will let this group of people be buried in Mingyue Gorge forever."

Hong Xirui glared at Yang Mu and Nan Gongyue viciously, thinking that he, a genius of the third sect, was repeatedly suppressed by the ants in the barren land, and his heart was constantly filled with anger. This humiliation is covered up.

Yun Ting's eyes were burning, he stared at the two of Jiu Chongtian and did not speak, but it could be seen from his expression that his mood fluctuated greatly.

Bing Youyan's beautiful eyes looked forward, with a bit of melancholy, a bit of loneliness, and a sense of dejection.

Wang Jing is now on the ladder of the sixth heaven. Even if he has no strength to climb anymore, he must stay on the ladder. Even if his talent is not enough, he will never lose anyone in his perseverance. If you don't want to, let him be afraid, the big deal is death!

Liang Kuan lay on the platform of the Fifth Heaven in pain, looking at the scene reflected in the Nine Heavens, with a bit of relief on his face.

"If you don't do this, how can I trust Yue'er to you..."

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At this moment, Yang Mu only relied on a sliver of willpower to keep him from falling. As he continued to move forward, he finally caught up with Nan Gongyue and grabbed onto her bright wrist, as if he had exhausted all his strength.

"Moon... month... children..."

Yang Mu uttered three vague characters from his throat with difficulty, but the other party did not respond.

Nan Gongyue's body swayed slightly, and she fell backwards, falling into Yang Mu's arms.

Yang Mu was shocked, and stepped back four or five steps before he supported him firmly and stood up.

Looking at the bloodstains on the ears and eyes in his arms, and the pale face, Yang Mu was very distressed. Seeing that there were still thirteen floors of stairs, and it was less than a quarter of an hour, there was a dead silence in his heart.

He moved Nangongyue on his back bluntly and slowly, suddenly, a huge force suddenly fell down, bending his knees under pressure, and smashed heavily on the steps.

There was a clear and resounding bone crack, as if a dull hammer had hit everyone's hearts.

"what!!!"

I don't know if it was because of the severe pain or to vent, Yang Mu roared to the sky, his voice was so shrill, the hoarse voice was even a bit harsh.

He wanted to raise his legs, but his knees were broken, and the medicinal power in his body had already been exhausted, and the strength of Shura could barely keep him from falling. Now, if he wanted to go up to the ninth heaven, he had to climb up.

A scene that shook everyone's minds appeared, Yang Mu with disheveled hair, carrying Nan Gongyue to climb towards the top of the Nine Heavens step by step, dragging a striking bloodstain on the ladder.

Close at hand, Yang Mu was completely insane, and began to be desperate, until now, he could not even call out the word abstention, and he could only advance bravely in the rapids, either dead or alive, and there was no word for retreat.

Rhubarb, Ji Wuba and Sun Xiaosheng on the eighth floor all felt a sense of suffocation. It was a crisis of dying, which proved that Yang Mu had reached a real life-and-death crisis. If he died, they would follow him. passed away.

"Hey, isn't it a little hasty to end like this!" Rhubarb said helplessly.

Ji Wuba was silent, his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Sun Xiaosheng had a deep regret on his face: "I haven't taken revenge yet, so I'm gone. Thinking about it, it's a bit of a loss!"

But it was quickly relieved.

If there is no zodiac plate to fuse its two mixed bloodlines, it will not be able to cultivate. Speaking of which, I am sorry for the boss, and I have gotten such a big advantage for nothing, but I have never helped him.

Seeing this scene, everyone was deeply shocked by Yang Mu's actions. At this moment, he still has to carry the other party behind his back. Does he really not know how to write dead words?

He couldn't bear the pressure of one person, and now the pressure of two people, he was afraid that he would be crushed into a pulp after walking a few steps.

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A bloodstain was dragging on the top of the ladder, and Yang Mu's bloody fingers were struggling to grab the edge of the steps. Every step forward took a lot of effort, and his bones creaked under the pressure.

But time waits for no one, in the blink of an eye, it is already less than half a quarter of an hour.

But there are still seven steps in front of him.

At this moment, Fairy Yuehua floated down from the Immortal Palace, looked at Yang Mu's miserable condition, without any pity in her eyes, and still had a warm smile on her face. With a wave of the night watch lamp in her hand, a stick of sandalwood appeared in front of everyone.

"The trial is over when the incense is gone. I hope you two can reach the ninth heaven smoothly."

Yang Ling looked at the sandalwood incense that was slowly wafting on the platform of the Ninth Heaven, feeling very anxious.

Continue to climb up the steps, completely ignoring the pain in his body.

One step...two steps...three steps...

I don't know how many bones were broken in his body. When the phalanges were broken and unable to support, he curled up like a snail and wriggled forward, trying his best to crawl.

Fairy Yuehua watched this scene quietly, a slight fluctuation flashed in the depths of her beautiful eyes, which was undetectable.

Seeing that most of the incense had been burned, Yang Mu moved four floors, and there were still three floors away. He was clearly within reach, but he didn't have the strength to raise his legs and arms, and even his vision became blurred.

As the incense was about to burn to the end, Yang Mu's head barely touched the steps on the second floor, his eyes blurred, and he was about to pass out.

At this time, a fairy voice was loud and clear, and it slowly fell from the fairy palace, which lifted everyone's spirits.

The fairy sound penetrated into Yang Mu's ears, immediately restoring a sliver of clarity to his trance.

I can't fall down yet, I'm just one step away, I can't fall down!

Yang Mu suddenly opened his eyes, staring like copper bells, he didn't know where he got the strength to crawl forward, and when he reached the edge of the steps on the second floor, he bit on it, pulling his body closer.

Seeing that the incense was about to burn out, he clenched his teeth on the edge of the steps, twisted his body sideways, rolled with all his strength, turned over, and threw Nan Gongyue behind him.

Almost at the same time as the sandalwood was burned out, Yang Mu threw him onto the platform of the Ninth Heaven, but the sudden reduction of pressure did not make Yang Mu feel better, but the exchange of different gravity completely crushed his last will, His eyes rolled white, and he passed out completely.

The most important thing is that his breath is constantly weakening, and his breathing stops suddenly.

At the same time, Dahuang, Ji Wuba and Sun Xiaosheng also felt Yang Mu's current state and empathized with him. His heart stopped suddenly and he fell into a state of suspended animation. As long as Yang Mu died completely, they would go with him.

"Rhubarb, what's the matter with you?"

Guo Jing suddenly saw them falling straight down, he was startled, supported Rhubarb, and hurriedly asked.

Huang Rong also hugged Sun Xiaosheng: "Xiaosheng, you... what's wrong with you?"

"Chicken brother!!!"

There was only a roar that shook the heavens and the earth, as if those who heard it were sad and those who saw it wept.

Xia Ziyuan held Ji Wuba's stiff body with a look of despair.

How can he not be sad when the only partner who understands him dies? If he doesn't know, he thinks that his biological parents are dead, but what he holds in his hand is a chicken.

Liu Qingge stared blankly at everything in front of him, and then looked at Yang Mu who was motionless in the Nine Heavens.

"Brother Yang, do you and I really want to say goodbye?"

Even his eye sockets couldn't help getting a little moist.

Although Hong Xirui didn't know what was going on with the three beasts, seeing Yang Mu lying motionless on the ladder, with blood continuously flowing out from the front of his clothes, he could barely detect any breath, so he couldn't help but burst out laughing: " A good death, a good death, saves me from taking action!"

There was neither sadness nor joy in Yun Ting's eyes, and there might be joy in his heart, but he didn't vent it like Hong Xirui.

After undergoing the cleansing of the eighth heaven's spirit energy, his achievements in the future will only be higher. In the future, the Tianjiao who will fight for the front will be the entire Xuanxu Continent, and there is no need to focus on people from barren lands like the Four Great Dynasties.

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