"Xingyu, don't stop me. I'm trying to save you. I'm trying to save you." Although he knew that Xingyu could not hear his words, the night song was still full of tears.

"Let go, Ge Yin. Don't go wrong again. Your evil work will never reach the level of great success, and you will never be able to save Xingyu." Yu Wanxi advised.

"No, I won't give up. This is my only chance. There is no other way." The night song sound roars, suddenly flies up, wants to bypass the star feather attack to Ling Chuxi.

"Choking!" A long sword appears in Xingyu's hand, and the tip of the sword points to the night song.

"You Are you going to kill me? " Looking at that bright sword tip, the night song sound only feels that the heart is like being torn apart, and can't breathe. In a trance, he even forgets that Xingyu is now like a puppet. All his actions are controlled by Yu Wanxi's mind.

"Well, if you kill me and die in your hands, maybe it is the best destination." Night song sound sad smile, eyes full of deep feeling and despair, chest toward the sharp sword point to meet.

In the empty eyes of Xingyu, a trace of doubt flashed. Then, he regained his previous confusion again. That is to say, the instinctive sword edge tilted up, and a sword meaning of destroying heaven and earth suddenly appeared.

How can you be so familiar with the sword? Ling Chuxi's mind suddenly flashed!

Isn't this the sword skill of the Lord of mietian, Qiu mietian? Is Xingyu his descendant?

"Stop it, stop it. Is his name Qiu Xingyu? I have a way to save him. I really have a way to save him!" Without time to think about it, Ling Chuxi called out.

Huang Fu qingjue and the night song sound are both shocked. Qiu Xingyu's life story has always been a mystery. Only a few people know about it. How does Ling Chuxi know that? Does she really have a way to save him?

Although the nocturne sound was surprised, but just now I was so frustrated that I wanted to die. Now I can't stop.

Ling Chuxi's heart is anxious, directly threw out that gold blood soul bead.

"Shu!" Gold blood soul bead suddenly burst open, such as the noon sun, emitting 10000 points of gold. And the center of the golden awn is the heart feather.

Then, the golden light began to quickly recover, like countless golden springs, into the body of the star feather.

Ling Chuxi guessed right. He was really the descendant of Qiu mietian!

There is such a coincidence in this world!

"Song sound!" In Qiu Xingyu's eyes, Qingming was restored instantly, and he was shocked to see the situation in front of him. At this time, the sword passed through the chest.

Although Qiu Xingyu recovered half of his sword Qi in time, the night song sound was still shaken to pieces and his meridians were broken.

"Xingyu, you are really back It turns out that they are not wrong, they can really save you I'm happy, I'm really happy... " Night song sound mouth constantly exudes blood, but with a happy smile on his face.

"What's going on? No, I will not let you die, I will never let you die! " Qiu Xingyu has just regained his sanity, which has been a blank for him for hundreds of years. However, seeing that the nocturnal music is seriously injured by his sword, he will soon be fragrant and disappear from the jade meteor. He is still suffering from the pain on his face, and he tries his best to inject his vitality into her body.

It's a pity that not everyone is as energetic as Ling Chuxi. Although he constantly injects vitality, the vitality of nocturnal music is constantly disappearing, and the vision is becoming more and more dim.

"Let go, let me die like this, isn't it the best choice? Is it not a relief to me? " Looking at the pain and anxiety on Qiu Xingyu's face, the nocturne sound was moved and sentimental. He said in a quiet voice.

Do you want to die of the night song? Today's eight chapters, for the time being, a small outbreak will be moistened for you, and then it will break out when my aunt is gone

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