The silver needle hanging in the air is particularly dazzling and cold in the sun. Han qingjue's heart seems to be rowed by a knife. She feels like she is on a road of no return, leading her to a direction where she can't see the future.

All of a sudden, she regretted that she had done something wrong from the beginning. That's right. She was the one who made Yunpeng such a bad person. She never thought she was the one who loved him most.

But now, she's done this to her favorite.

Han qingjue was afraid. She was really afraid. She was afraid that one day when he knew the truth, she would look at her cold eyes.

She has seen Yunpeng look at Xia Ji's eyes, is the kind of cold to venomous eyes, hate the cold bone marrow. Xiaji doesn't care about that look, because she has no heart.

But she has a heart. Her heart and all her love are given to Yunpeng alone.

But now, with her own hands, she pushed him into the abyss.

"No, don't --" Han qingjue suddenly cried out. However, at this moment, she watched ten soul fixing needles sink into Su Yu's body. Her body softened and she fell to the ground.

"Well, if you want to take him back, take him back. I wish you all the best." Xia Ji took Ling Yue's arm with a light smile, looked up and said with a smile, "what should I do? Let you down again, how to say, it's also my son. Let him go this time. "

Ling Yue smiles at Xia Ji and dotes on her face: "no matter how important the world is, it's not as good as Xia er. It's just a Lingyan sect. I don't pay attention to it! I am a unified spiritual world. Don't I still want to please you? "

"Hate ~" Xia Ji stretched out her finger and poked Ling Yue's heart.

"Ha ha" Ling Yue laughs and takes Xia Ji's slender waist. They just leave.

Han qingjue came forward and hugged Su Yu's body full of wounds. Her tears fell down. This is her life. This is the first time that she has been so close to him in ten years since she knew him. It is also the first time that she has seen him hurt like this.

It's all her fault.

But she couldn't look back. She couldn't look back.

"Yunpeng, I'm sorry." Han qingjue bowed his head, tears fell on Su Yu's face: "I'll take you back to Lingyan sect. From then on, all the disputes in this world have nothing to do with you. You will be the leader of Lingyan sect, and you will still be the myth of the spiritual world. The past has passed."

-

when Hanjing and Lanling come back, there will be no one here.

They stood on the rocks, only a few little, little pieces of dry blood.

"Su Yu, Su Yu --" Han Jing cried out crazily, but no matter how she called, there was no response.

Cold mirror knelt down in the scattered blood, she came back late, or came back late.

At the critical moment, she broke through the limit and reached the cultivation level. At the same time, she activated all the fire powers in her body and forced her to break through the barrier that Su Yu pushed them back. Then she rushed back, but it was still a step late.

"Mirror, don't do that, boss. He must be alive. The old witch won't kill him. You believe me, he must still be alive. Let's go back first. When my master comes, I'll let him take you to the spiritual world to find the boss, OK

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