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Mu Zhan hugged the woman in his arms in panic, his voice changed: "My lord! What are you doing, my lord? What did you do to her!"

Hei Wu didn't pay attention to Mu Zhan, and focused on drilling into the woman's body, trying to seize the only corpse here that was not sealed by the formation.

Jiang Xunli rushed forward with a long sword in his hand, sacrificed a Lihuo Talisman, and burned Zhu Weiwei's body lying in the "love" circle.He immediately turned around, held the blade in his hand, smeared his own blood on the long sword, and then used the long sword to pierce through the five remains in the formation of "fear", "anger", "sorrow", "hatred" and "desire" in turn.

The burst of spiritual power made these long-gone and sealed corpses unable to maintain their original state, decayed instantly, and turned into puddles of slurry.

In the end, Jiang Xunli held a thunderbolt talisman in his hand, and threw it viciously at the black mist in the center of the altar.

There was a thunderclap in the sky, a dazzling light was fired from Tianxin, and a huge beam of light fell to the ground in an instant, hitting the middle of the altar heavily.

The black mist flickered, but it didn't dissipate immediately.

"Hahahaha—weak guy—this deity can't be killed by you—"

The second Thunderbolt Talisman was activated, and the second thunder light fell down.

"Wait for this deity... to seize the house... and I will not spare you!"

The third thunder.

"This deity..."

The fourth thunder.

The spiritual power in Jiang Xunli's body was overdrawn, and the wounds in his internal organs recovered, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood again.But he was holding on to his body desperately, the thunder talisman was used up, he held a few bright light talismans, and stared at Mu Zhan without blinking.

The woman in Mu Zhan's arms had already turned into nothingness when the black mist was completely dispersed by Lei Shu.

He clutched the red skirt blankly, as if he didn't understand what happened just now.

"Ning..." he murmured, "Ning Ning?"

He raised his head and stared at Jiang Xunli viciously: "You killed her?!"

Jiang Xunli said expressionlessly: "You know exactly who killed her!"

Mu Zhan stared blankly at Jiang Xunli.

After a while, he let out a crazy roar.

He grabbed the arrow that hit him just now and was thrown aside by him, and plunged into his heart with his backhand, stringing the red skirt with himself.

This action made Jiang Xunli's body freeze suddenly.

Jiang Peng...

The long sword was released from his hand, and the bright light talisman fluttered to the ground.

Jiang Xunli turned around suddenly, and ran towards the south in a stumbling manner.

At this time, Zhang Xiaoman gathered around Jiang Peng with the seriously injured Zhang Chuan and Mr. Jiang who was physically exhausted.

Jiang Xunli stepped forward to take Jiang Peng, who was covered in blood, from the second uncle's hand, feeling his lifeless body, and slowly knelt down while hugging him.

The rain was still falling, and the water stains spread and wreaked havoc on Jiang Xunli's face.

He hugged Jiang Peng tightly, and buried his head into Jiang Peng's neck tightly.

Jiang Yanheng took a small step forward and opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something.

Mr. Jiang stretched out his hand to stop him, and shook his head.Jiang Yanheng shut up.

Jiang Xunli clutched Jiang Peng's lapel tightly, finally couldn't bear it anymore, and uttered a low-pitched mournful cry.

Mr. Jiang pulled Jiang Yanheng to the center of the altar, glanced at Mu Zhan who was lying on the ground, leaned over and tore off the pagoda tree pendant hanging from his neck.

Jiang Yanheng took out the last Lihuo Talisman and burned the pendant to ashes.

"It's too dangerous this time." Mr. Jiang said, "If it weren't for the help of an expert, none of us would survive."

"Yes, fortunately." Jiang Yanheng said, "But why didn't you let me tell Xiaoli..."

Mr. Jiang laughed, turned around and glanced at Jiang Xunli, gathered the last trace of spiritual power, and said loudly in the rain: "Which senior helped you? I thank you here!"

Saying that, he bowed in the direction of the south.

The rain was pattering, the surrounding was quiet, and there was no response.

Mr. Jiang sighed.

Jiang Xunli didn't notice this at all, he lay on Jiang Peng's body, weeping bitterly under the heavy rain.

Suddenly, a nimble orange-red kitten poked its head out of the bushes.

In such a heavy rain, its hair was not wet at all.It ran to Jiang Xunli's side lightly, followed Jiang Peng's legs that had fallen on the ground, climbed up his body, got in from Jiang Xunli's arms, and lay down on Jiang Peng's heart.

Jiang Xunli felt something strange, and finally raised his head, staring blankly at the kitten that appeared inexplicably in front of him.

The kitten raised its head and gave Jiang Xunli a "meow".

"Pfft."

A soft sound came from Jiang Peng's chest.

Jiang Xunli looked at the cat suspiciously.

"Puff, puff..."

An incredible light suddenly lit up in Jiang Xunli's eyes.

He listened to Jiang Peng's heartbeat, and the fingers caressing Jiang Peng's cheek trembled uncontrollably.

"Cough...cough cough..." Jiang Peng suddenly arched his body and coughed violently a few times.

The kitten crouching on his body suddenly turned into a ball of golden light spots, and even took all the bloodstains on Jiang Peng's body and in the surrounding muddy water, and flew to an unknown place in the distance.

"Jiang Peng!"

Jiang Xunli grabbed Jiang Peng's lapel, which was originally stained with bright red blood, but now it was clean, leaving only water marks.Only then did he realize belatedly that Jiang Peng's clothes didn't have any cuts at all.

He hastily unbuttoned his clothes and stroked Jiang Peng's chest.

Here, too, it was flat and smooth, with no trace of being stabbed at all.

Jiang Peng slowly opened his eyes, unable to comprehend the scene in front of him for a moment.But when he saw Jiang Xunli, he raised his hand and held Jiang Xunli's face.

"Xiaoli..." he called out in a low voice.

Jiang Xunli hugged Jiang Peng's neck suddenly, as if he had found a lost and recovered treasure, he hugged him tightly, never wanting to let go.

"Well, I can't...breathe." Jiang Peng frowned, reaching out to push Jiang Xunli's arm.

"Jiang Peng!" Jiang Xunli cried with joy, didn't know what to say, just called Jiang Peng's name over and over again.

It wasn't until the two hugged each other for a long time that Mr. Jiang finally couldn't help coughing, and said, "Okay, how long are you going to be exposed to the rain here? We still have wounded here!"

Jiang Xunli just woke up like a dream, let go of Jiang Peng, and checked his body up and down.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable? What happened to the knife just now?" He asked, his voice a little hoarse.

Jiang Peng frowned: "Your injury is serious, I..."

It was only when he said this that he suddenly remembered that he should be dead.

He stabbed himself in the heart with a dagger, how could he still be alive?

Wait, what about the dagger? !

On the ground washed away by the heavy rain, there was no trace of the dagger anymore.

Mr. Jiang said: "If my feeling just now is correct, that dagger should be condensed by a big demon with demon power. It...how did you get that dagger?"

Hearing this, Jiang Peng turned his head to look at Mr. Jiang, and murmured: "... big monster?"

"Yes, a big demon." Mr. Jiang said, "That dagger is condensed by pure demon power. Before it was activated, even I didn't feel a little demon power spilling out. The knife didn't actually stay on your body. Any wounds, those illusions are all simulated by it, including the final integration into the Seven Emotions Returning to the World Formation, which is also demon power, not emotion."

After Mr. Jiang explained it like this, everyone understood. No wonder the Venerable Prisoner was backlashed by the formation in the end—because Jiang Peng's sacrifice was actually unsuccessful, so he didn't get enough joy at all!

And if Jiang Peng did not choose to sacrifice, but chose to kill Jiang Xunli with this knife, the result would be exactly the same.The demon power will be integrated into the formation through Jiang Xunli's body, and will not really hurt Jiang Xunli's life.

Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but feel a sense of happiness for the rest of their lives, and a deep fear of this great monster.

The sound of a helicopter engine came from far and near, flying towards them.Zhang Xiaoman raised the annunciator in Yang's hand, and grinned at Mr. Jiang.

Soon, the helicopter that brought them landed in the center of the altar.

A group of people supported each other and boarded the helicopter, wrapped up Mu Zhan's body, hung it on the landing gear, and returned to the urban area.Since there are many wounded here, the helicopter will send them directly to the nearest hospital for treatment.

Zhang Chuan covered his abdominal wound with one hand and pressed his forehead with the other, feeling a little headache.

He wants to explain the matter of Mu Zhan to the team, and it may take a lot of talking.

Along the way, no one in the cabin spoke.

Jiang Xunli leaned against Jiang Peng, his spiritual and physical strength overdrawn made him feel very tired now, but he didn't want to fall asleep at all.He held Jiang Peng's hand, afraid that he would fall asleep and wake up to find that the scene of this person coming back to life was just a dream of his own.

Until he was taken to the hospital by Jiang Peng, until he had a complete physical examination, and until he was arranged to be hospitalized for visceral contusion, he still refused to close his eyes and sleep.

Jiang Peng was really helpless, even if he took the doctor's medical certificate and told Jiang Xunli that he was currently in the best physical condition among them, Jiang Xunli still didn't believe it.

In the end, Jiang Peng could only throw off the quilt and squeeze Jiang Xunli on the same hospital bed, and hugged him into his arms.

"Hey, go to sleep, we'll talk tomorrow when we get up, huh?"

Jiang Peng patted Jiang Xunli's back lightly, coaxing him to sleep.

Jiang Xunli grabbed Jiang Peng's clothes, finally closed his eyes slowly, and fell asleep.

The night rain outside the window gradually decreased, but it never stopped.

A black cat landed on the narrow window sill outside the window, looked through the gauze curtain at the two people who were sleeping in each other's arms, sneezed softly, and jumped down from the building that was more than ten floors high.

Miao Hua was wearing a Tang suit and holding an extremely old butter paper umbrella, standing by the side of the road.

The black cat walked under the umbrella and jumped into Miao Hua's arms.Its hair was not wet in the rain at all, it was still as oily and slippery as satin.

It yawned and said: "Didn't you want to take care of this matter at the beginning? How come in the end, you would rather lose a hundred years of practice than intervene?"

Miao Hua raised her head and looked in the direction of the window of the ward, and said with a smile, "I just don't like Venerable Jail. If I can use force, I don't have to beat around the bush."

"What? If you can use force, you still plan to suppress the venerable Lao Shizi yourself?" the black cat asked lazily.

"The way of heaven is above, I shouldn't care about the affairs of this world anymore. It's just...he has created a bloody storm that lasted for decades. If he can return this time, I'm afraid..." Miao Hua murmured He muttered, "There will be many more innocent souls in this world."

The black cat sneered lightly from its nose: "Isn't it because those two people matched your eyes?"

Miao Hua smiled lightly upon hearing this.

"Naturally, it's because they have caught my eye." He strolled in the rain with an umbrella, and said leisurely, "Anyway, the celestial masters and painters are both inextricably bound to me."

The author has something to say:

QAQ...

The author is reflecting, and sure enough, I am still immature in plot control and writing skills. This episode of abuse was originally for the purpose of attacking and suffering, and aroused the deep emotions behind the two people's too "visual" love affair, but the result was not handled well. The heart-stopping part has been dragged on for too long, which made the little angels unhappy...

I'm guilty_(:з」∠)_

In the next book, I will work hard on the emotional scenes, and I will also try to add psychological descriptions, hoping to make progress...

emmm originally wanted to make a finale here, but I think it is not good to fall on Miao Hua, an outsider, so the next chapter will have a warmer ending chapter, and then I will add a short episode~

Thank you to the little angels who saw here~ Thank you for your support!

I love you (づ￣3￣)づ

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