Chapter 1109

Tong Xin felt hurt. Yes, this is the heaven killing hall. Qin Ming can't come! Coming is a dead end! She would rather die here than take the risk. "Didn't you keep saying the day before yesterday that your brother-in-law would come to save you?"

"Can't come... He can't come..."

"He'll find a way. Trust him."

"Sister... Promise me."

"What?"

"You should go out alive, you should... Have a good with your brother-in-law..." Tong Yan's voice was weak and hoarse, echoing faintly in the dark dungeon.

"Don't think about it. We'll all go out. Zhu tiandian didn't kill us. It must be of other use... Ah..." Tong Xin suddenly hugged her head and moaned bitterly. The sequelae of the curse would attack every two hours, as if something had to come out of it, which made her miserable.

Tong Yan is dejected. It may be useful to keep the two of them in the temple of heaven, but because of this, Tong Xin is more dangerous than him.

Because he is the son of the head of Ziyan family, and Tong Xin is only a daughter, he is more important than Tong Xin. Because he is a man, Tong Xin is a woman, and Tong Xin is Qin Ming's wife, Tong Xin is more vulnerable.

If Zhu tiandian wants to warn Ziyan family, he must hurt Tong Xin first. If Zhu tiandian wants to bargain with Ziyan family, he will also hurt Tong Xin first.

What if he dies? There is only Tong Xin left in Zhu tiandian's hand. It should not hurt her so easily.

I'm dead. Zhu tiandian may be better for her, even if it's just... Change a better room

"Am I dying?"

"I didn't die in the battlefield, but I died in the dungeon."

"I was... So weak..."

"Brother in law... Next life... I will surpass you..."

"In my next life... I'm not a young master..."

"Yao Hua... Yao Xue... Sorry..."

Tong Yan opened his bloody eyes. In his hazy vision, Tong Xin hugged his head and moaned. Tears came from the corners of his eyes and slipped down his cheeks with blood. "Sister... Have a good time with my brother-in-law..."

Tong Xin looked up in pain with long hair scattered. Although she was in pain, she still had an ominous premonition: "Tong Yan, what are you going to do... Don't do anything stupid..."

"Don't worry, I won't do anything stupid."

"Your brother-in-law will certainly come to save you, certainly, definitely..." Tong Xin grabbed her head and her delicate body trembled.

"I don't want him to come. I'll take you out."

"Ah? Tong Yan... Stand up, you stand up and look at me." Tong Xin almost fainted in pain, but she was anxious and flustered in her heart. What's up? Since last night, Tong Yan has been a little strange. Are you tortured to collapse? Tong Yan smiled sadly: "Elder sister, if you can go back and have a child with your brother-in-law, when the moon is full, take him to my grave, toast, and tell him that he has an uncle... Tong Yan. Elder sister... Help me talk to my father. These years... I hate him, I respect him, unfilial son... Be filial in the next life. Apologize to Yao Hua and Yao Xue for me and say... Promise them, I may I can't cash it. I'm sorry... "

"Tong Yan! What are you doing! Tong Yan! Look at me!" Tong Xin felt a sharp pain in her heart. She struggled to stand up and screamed. Somehow, tears burst into her eyes.

"Sister... Live... Well..." Tong Yan curled up, closed his eyes, smiled, and his thoughts seeped into the sea of air. Taking the soul as the core, he lit the bronze ancient lamp. A faint blue flame bloomed silently, like a flood opening the gate, surging out, overflowing the sea of air, and surging towards the meridians of his whole body.

"Tong Yan! No! No!" Tong Xin screamed and struggled like crazy, but she was entangled by the chain, and the sequelae of the curse was torturing her head. "No... not yet... No..."

Tong Yan shrunk his body, hugged his shoulders and buried his head. The blue flame mixed with purple fire gradually spread from meridians to flesh and blood and bloomed all over his body.

"I promised my mother to protect you. I... Didn't do my best... But I... Tried my best..."

"Mother, I tried my best... Really... Tried my best..."

"Mother, son... Miss you..."

The child whispered and wept. The purple and blue flames were steaming all over the body, burning from inside to outside and from outside to inside.

Sister, there is only one thing I can do in this prison, Zhutian dungeon. I hope I can exchange my death for your life, even if it is only temporary safety.

Sister, I wish to be your brother in the next life

"No! No! Tong Yan! Save people, come and save people!" Tong Xin lamented sadly, with her long hair scattered, kneeling on the ground.

"What's the noise, Dad..." the guard outside swears. When he comes in, he can see the burning man inside. His face suddenly changes and he hurriedly runs out: "elder! Elder! Someone committed suicide!!"

The dungeon guards know who is in custody in this cage. They are a pair of children of the head of Ziyan clan, and also the wife and brother-in-law of Qin Ming in the temple of the heavenly king. After being detained here, they are strictly kept confidential, and they can't have an accident. They will be used for other purposes in the future.

The company commander comes in three times a day to make sure they are still alive.

The elder hurried over and didn't wait to open the prison door. A pressing cold air had broken out and filled the cell. There were wonderful spirits churning in the cold air and rushed to the burning children's words, trying to suppress the dark blue flame and purple fire.

The elder was specially transferred from other places by the Blackstone hall. He is cold and ice. He is designed to restrain Tong Yan and Tong Xin. His realm is in the fourth heaven of holy martial arts.

"Save him, save him." Tong Xin knelt on the ground, resisting the cold and the pain caused by the sequelae of the curse. Her tears were frozen on her face, crying in her heart, save him... Save him

The bitter cold wave frozen the whole prison, and the purple flame was gradually extinguished under the erosion of those spirits, but the faint blue flame was still burning and could not be suppressed.

"He's burning his soul?"

The elder immediately woke up to something, walked quickly to him, clasped his head, and his divine consciousness went into his body like a knife. He soon found a problem in the sea of Qi. A mysterious bronze ancient lamp actually burned the whole sea of gas and burned his soul.

The breath of children's words has been slightly undetectable. Not only the soul has been burned, but also the body has been half destroyed.

The elder had no other way. He opened his mouth and ejected three strands of blood essence, dragged all the spirits into Tong Yan's body, and forced him to seal after a fierce competition. It's better to jam the last breath than just watch him die. At least, I have an account of the Blackstone hall.

"He... How is he?" Tong Xin asked with a trembling voice. However, when the blue flame was extinguished, Tong Yan was no longer human, like a corpse pulled out of the fire. Tong Xin's eyes were dark. Pain, anxiety and despair destroyed her weak willpower and collapsed on the ground.

"Why don't you look at him?" the elder got up and his face was gloomy and frightening.

The guards knelt on the ground and trembled, but they didn't dare to talk.

The elder looked at the children's words frozen inside and outside. Are they still saved? How long can this last breath last. The point is, what else can this ragged and half dead look be used for? "Watch this woman and don't let anything happen to her."

"Yes! Yes!" the guards kowtowed.

The elder quickly left the dungeon and went to the Blackstone hall to report whether to directly deal with Tong Yan.