It lost its luster in an instant and fell to the ground.

Qian Wei rushed forward recklessly, but the Immortal Killing Pond was closed at this moment, leaving only a patch of snow on the ground.

His hands kept beating and digging up the remnant snow, and he said hoarsely: "Open the Immortal Killing Pool! Open the Immortal Killing Pool for me! Open it!!"

Han Shuangling stood quietly: "Hanguang Biyue Sword is his real magic weapon, and now he has no spiritual power, which means his master has fallen."

"No, no, he is the male lead. How could the male lead die? The male lead will live on until the end!" Qian Wei kept roaring, pawing at the residual snow on the ground with both hands, desperately Want to dig something up.

Han Shuangling thought that he had started talking nonsense, and wanted to step forward to stop him.

Only then did he reach out his hand, but was slapped away by Qian Wei at once.

He raised his head and looked at him fiercely: "Why don't you ask for my opinion, why don't you let me choose, why do you have to make decisions without authorization?!"

Han Shuangling clearly saw the changes in the expression on Qian Wei's face, from sadness, anger, to despair, he was so hoarse.

"why……"

"Why did you let me kill him..."

He didn't want... no one else would sacrifice for him! !

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