Quick Wear: The female supporting role is soft-hearted and cruel, and the big boss chases her and ki

Mingnan looked far away, his tone calm and sad, "When Master blew up his inner elixir."

At that moment, she was strongly stimulated, and she felt a sharp pain in her heart and brain at the same time. The memories that had been sealed for a short time seemed to have been opened and gushed out. It was at that moment that she remembered everything.

Not only everything she experienced in the mission world, but also the past events hidden deep in her mind were turned up.

Those forgotten ins and outs, every detail seems so clear when recalled.

"Mingnan."

A familiar and gentle call came from the void.

She raised her head suddenly, her lips trembling, and her voice hoarse: "Master..."

Strands of light gathered in the air, condensing into familiar or unfamiliar figures——

They are the heroes who died in the battle just now.

The leader was Yuan Ying.

Mingnan looked at them across the yin and yang.

"You're back after all." Yuan Ying sighed deeply, feeling relieved and helpless, but not surprised. It was obvious that she had expected this.

Mingnan felt a sharp pain in his heart. He shook his head, choked up as he spoke, and burst into tears, "I can't leave Master alone."

Even though these things happened in her previous life, she still couldn't face it calmly if it happened again.

"Silly child, although you can live a long life if you cultivate to our level, you will die one day if you don't ascend, sooner or later. Now, it can be considered a worthy death, so don't be sad."

Yuan Ying's eyes were unusually gentle.

In a trance, Mingnan seemed to have returned to the time when he was just picked up by his master and brought back to Chengtian Sect.

At that time he always looked at her like this.

She took a deep breath, held back her tears and forced a smile, "I understand, so I will do what I should do and take the path I should take."

Yuan Ying had anticipated what was going to happen next, so she neither tried to persuade nor objected. She sighed and said, "We will walk this last part of the way with you."

"Go ahead, kid, we're behind you."

The other elders also looked at her kindly.

Mingnan nodded slowly, turned around and wiped away his tears. Looking at the flooding everywhere, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly jumped into the water.

She dived into the water like a fish and found the damaged formation. The remaining souls of the elders each occupied a corner of the formation. She used her soul as a sacrifice to reactivate the formation.

Then she used her spiritual power as a blade, fiercely cut open the palm of her hand, dipped her finger in blood, re-outlined the formation pattern, and repaired the damaged area.

As the last stroke was completed, the formation immediately lit up.

Faintly, there is the sound of ancient Sanskrit coming from the sky, echoing in my heart.

Mingnan sat cross-legged on the spot, and without hesitation, stabbed his own chest with his backhand and cut out his heart.

205 was speechless with shock, [Host!!!]

Veins bulged on Mingnan's forehead and she bit her lower lip tightly in pain. Soon she tasted blood and her vision went dark, but she never let go.

The bright red blood dripped from between his fingers and merged into the formation beneath him.

The Samsara Mirror trembled violently, flew out of her sleeve, and suddenly blocked her way.

Mingnan raised his eyes and curled his lips weakly, "Don't stop me, this is my destiny."

Yan Shan clenched his fists, wanting to say something but hesitating, but he didn't move away.

Knowing is one thing, doing is another.

Mingnan grabbed him with his other hand, lowered his head and gently kissed the mirror without saying anything.

While the Samsara Mirror was stunned, her eyes flashed and she suddenly focused her heart on the center of the formation.

Then she kept forming seals in front of her body, drawing all the blood in her body, and redrawing the formation.

Chongming's bloodline flows through every corner of the formation.

Her vitality also quickly declined.

She could clearly feel her life slipping away bit by bit.

The great formation began to operate frantically, with powerful and majestic force pouring in from all directions. The elders in other positions felt relieved, yet sad, and looked at Mingnan with red eyes.

"It's done."

Mingnan smiled with relief and slowly fell down.

The others also turned into streams of light in an instant and disappeared into the formation.

At the last moment before his death, Mingnan heard Yuan Ying's ethereal voice ringing in his ears: "Nannan, you will always be the pride of your teacher."

"If we are destined to be together in the next life, we will be master and disciple again."

After saying that, Mingnan felt a breeze blowing across her face, as if someone was gently touching her face.

She slowly closed her eyes, tightly grasped the Samsara Mirror, and a tear quietly slid down her cheeks.

205 sighed, [Too cruel, you are too cruel to yourselves! But luckily you still have me, host, wait, I will pull you back to the space, we can escape - hey? Why can't I pull you? This world hasn't ended yet? ]