With the roar of the Dark Lord, there was a strong wind again around him. He smashed his Buddhist staff to the ground. He saw the moment when the Buddhist staff fell to the ground, taking the Buddhist staff as the center, it swept all the spaces in an instant. The fierce wind blade was like hundreds of lightning, cutting dozens of bloodstains on Zixu's body in an instant.
His lapel, cuffs and waist were all cut, and the blood was sprinkled on the ground, and even coincided with the blood lines. However, he didn't flinch a little, but went up head-on and stabbed the long gun into his stomach.
The Dark Lord groaned. His eyes were grim. He held the hand of the Buddhist monk's staff tightly for a few minutes. It seemed that he was going to start. But at last, the hand of the Buddhist monk's staff stopped in the middle of the air. His face jerked sharply. Then there was a roar and roar.
"Emperor Shitian, you can't stop it! It can't be stopped! "
However, he put down the Buddhist staff, which was forced to put down, and finally he knelt down to Zixu.
Just as he knelt down, the Buddha light that had disappeared suddenly burst from him, and then a plume of black smoke that was visible to the naked eye slowly overflowed from the wound, but it did not wait for them to drift away, but finally it burned out under the Buddha light.
The huge Buddha light enveloped the whole Bauhinia mountain. He slowly pulled out the long gun in his abdomen, and when he looked up, he found that the man who was still standing in front of him had disappeared.
At the moment when the Buddha light appeared, Zixu immediately ran towards the array eyes. He was half kneeling on the ground, and the blue silk on his head was like ink. He picked up the person who fell on the ground carefully, as if he were a treasure of his life, and cherished it to the extreme.
"Cardamom..." A light voice slowly spewed out from the corner of his mouth. He put away the cold in his eyes, and recovered the usual gentleness like water. "Cardamom, it's time to wake up."
The girl in her arms closed her eyes tightly. If it was not for the sharp wound on her wrist, she would almost fall asleep.
It seems that she heard the call, and her long eyelashes moved slightly. Half a sound, she finally managed to open her eyelids Empty... " However, the two words seem to have exhausted all her strength.
Zixu held her tightly in his arms. Mingming's voice was very anxious, but he was very slow to open his mouth. "Xiaodoukou, please, let's go to the hospital."
"It's too late..." Tang Qing spoke slowly. This tone still helps her to keep up to now. Even going to the hospital won't help.
"No, how can it be so late?"
Tang Qing wanted to stop it, but he heard the system in his mind send out a series of harsh alarms, "Qing Qing, quickly find a way to calm his mood! The blackening value has gone up! "
"How much has it risen?"
"98%! The watch will be broken soon! "
As soon as Tang Qing heard this, he was in a hurry. He could not easily get to this step. If it was blackened, it would be a failure!
But the heart again anxious, meets own this fast dead body, she can only eat the strength way.
"Zixu, you Don't be sad. "
"Cardamom is still there. Why should I be sad?"
Compared with Tang Qing's weak voice, Zixu's words are sonorous and powerful, and even the sadness on her face gradually disappears. However, she is very clear that the calmer she is on the surface, the more her heart has already collapsed.
At that moment, she loved him very much. This was the first time that he faced his death directly. In the past ten times, how did he survive alone after his disappearance?
When her thoughts returned, she sighed in her heart, but pulled out a pale smile on her face, "Nah, Zixu, can you promise me something?"
Before she finished, Zixu suddenly interrupted, "no good."
It was the first time he refused, but Tang Qing put his hand out with a smile, and finally stopped on his face, "Nah, promise me to live well, and live with my share How are you doing? " Even if the system protects her last breath, suddenly speaking so many words is the limit.
Zixu tries his best to hold her in his hands, feeling the girl's cold body. Even his heart is cold. For a long time, when everyone thought that he would not respond, he opened his lips slightly, revealing a smile of incomparable amazement and despair.
"Good."
Tang Qing can't hear the word, but she doesn't worry, because Zixu's blackening value doesn't drop, and her spicy chicken is absolutely impossible for her to leave.
On the Bauhinia mountain, the bright dark clouds disappear, the bright moon appears, the gentle Buddha light drives away all the darkness and blood, and everything starts to recover. However, no one is in a good mood at the moment. In the heavy atmosphere, everyone doesn't know how to speak, so they can only stand aside quietly until the Buddha takes the initiative.
He picked up the Zen stick and dragged the injured body step by step towards this side.
"Peacock, thank you."
He has been suppressed by the Lord of darkness for tens of thousands of years. If today's World War I didn't give him a chance to break through, he would not know how long he would be trapped. The power of the Dark Lord is superior. If one day he takes it to the Buddhist bone, no one can stop it.
All of this is up to him. For the first time, the Buddha showed his regret.
"I was careless ten thousand years ago, otherwise the Lord of darkness could not occupy my body, peacock. I'm sorry about today."
Zixu holds Tangqing in his arms and does not move until the Buddha begins to purify the cardamom that has been lost for a long time. "I will return the Buddha's bone to you, and you will return her to me..."
A man's tears don't flick, just because he hasn't reached the sad place.
Tears fell down his face silently. He spoke again, but the voice was a little higher than before. "I will return the Buddha bone to you, and you will return her to me!" He insisted that if he returned the Buddha's bones, would his cardamom be able to come back?
The Buddha sighed. Under the purification mantra, the body of cardamom turned into countless sparks. At last, it drifted away with the wind and disappeared into the sky. However, Zixu stood up in vain. Under the strong atmosphere of despair, he suddenly inserted his hand into his chest, and then a rib was taken down by him.
Everyone was shocked by this scene. The Buddha stepped back a little bit and sighed: "peacock, why do you have to do this?"
Zixu looked at the ribs in his hand, as if he could not feel any pain. Knowing that she didn't want to see her side, he put up with all the dark emotions inside, "I just want her back."
This is the first time, he has countless, each time watching her go first.
The Buddha can't answer him. He just looks at the bone in his hand and sighs: "peacock, since the bone is given to you, there won't be a day to go back."