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An indescribable chill gushed out from the bottom of his heart.

Yun Jinxiu slowly opened his eyes wide, looking at the hand that held the dagger with blood on it.

It was her hand. She had thought that she would use it to protect the future she wanted to protect.

But now, she used that hand to stain his blood.

Gong Liche's steps slowly came to a halt as he suddenly glanced at his chest. Fresh blood quickly gushed out, but in a short moment, his clothes were all wet.

He subconsciously held her tightly and his gaze quickly landed on her pale face. His eyes deepened: "Yun Jinxiu."

"Put me down." Yun Jinxiu said.

Her hand trembled slightly. There was not a trace of blood on her pale face.

Gong Liche's gaze fell on her left hand, and traces of cold air pervaded out from the bone.

Yun Jinxiu's voice became somewhat shrill: "Gong Liche, do you not understand my words? Put me down! "

The dagger pierced deeper into his chest, causing more blood to flow out. Gong Liche's body shook for a moment, before he finally let go.

Yun Jinxiu retreated in panic as his right hand grabbed onto the left side of the os manus.

The cold temperature of the left side of the os manus continued to spread. However, what was even colder than the os manus's temperature was her heart.

"What's going on!" From afar, the hempen-robed elder's expression changed slightly as he rushed over.

However, Gong Liche's gaze was still fixed on Yun Jinxiu's face. "Now, is the anger gone?"

Yun Jinxiu glanced at hempen-robed elder: "Senior, I'll have to trouble you to treat his injuries."

"No need." Gong Liche said indifferently, "The one who should be healing is you."

He took a step toward her again.

She fell back in panic. "Don't come near me!"

"Yun Jinxiu." Gong Liche's voice had already become somewhat deeper.

Yun Jinxiu said in a slightly raspy voice, "Don't approach me."

Don't come near her... It was better not to get too close...

If there was only damage left, she would rather be the shadow that couldn't be seen.

However, this thought, why was it only just thinking about it, and why was he feeling so sad?

Since when had she started to miss him, to be greedy, to want more after tasting a little sweetness?

As she looked at him, the depths of her eyes began to ripple.

In his throat, it was astringent, causing him some pain.

"My decision has nothing to do with you." Her voice became clearer, her left hand was hidden behind her back, tightly gripping it, "I'm warning you, don't come near me."

She bit out those words and took a few steps back before turning around and walking away.

However, as soon as he took a step forward, he was blocked by Gong Liche.

He sneered: "It has nothing to do with me? You took everything from me, and now you want to draw a line with me? "

Yun Jinxiu clenched his left hand tightly and retreated.

He grabbed her left hand and pressed it to her heart. "If you want to escape, just make a few more stabs here!"

Yun Jinxiu's expression suddenly changed. She tried her best to retract her left hand, but he held her down tightly. His gaze also became unfathomably deep.

The tearing pain came again from his left arm, and then, Yun Jinxiu once again felt an uncontrollable feeling.

Her face suddenly turned snow-white, and the martial power in her entire body surged in that instant. She suddenly turned into a huge force that rushed into her right hand and struck Gong Liche's left shoulder with a "bang".

Her left hand abruptly struggled free, and her body abruptly retreated several dozen meters back. She pressed her left hand to the ground and fiercely grabbed onto the shattered stones on the ground.

Yun Jinxiu grabbed it, but without even looking at Gong Liche, he turned and entered Bagu Gate.

"Gong Liche." hempen-robed elder looked at the withered Holy Lotus in the Holy Jade Bottle and his face changed, "Your injuries are more important."

Gong Liche's current body was being reconstituted by the holy lotus, so every time he was injured, it would become an extremely troublesome matter. It was impossible for him to recover to his original state, and the only thing he could do was to repair it.

Gong Liche stood there stiffly, the blood on the corner of his lips made his face turn even paler, and around his body, a terrifying amount of Spirit Demon power started to slowly condense.

On the holy lotus within the jade bottle, a strange rune was also spreading bit by bit.

The hempen-robed elder cried out "not good" and suddenly took action. Surging power surged out and fiercely smashed into Gong Liche's back.

Gong Liche suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his body swayed a bit, and then fell down.

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Inside Bagu Gate.

Yun Jinxiu sat inside the volcano. The raging flames were crazily burning his left arm, the temperature so hot that even the Yang Fish were hiding far behind the mother fire.

Cold sweat dripped down his back before being burned dry by the flames.

The intense pain caused Yun Jinxiu to bite her lips until they were dripping blood. She bit her teeth until they creaked, but the blood essence still did not dissipate a single bit.

Yun Jinxiu suddenly raised her hand, a large blade suddenly appeared in her palm. She picked up the blade, and fiercely slashed towards her arm!

Rather than having it under constant control, it was fine if he didn't have to use this arm!

"No!" The Yang Fish exclaimed.

The mother fire's expression also changed. A flame suddenly swept towards Yun Jinxiu's right hand, but it was already a step too late.

Just as the blade touched the bone, there was a loud "bang". The blade in his hand was suddenly deflected, and then the yin-yang chain scurried over, wrapping itself around Yun Jinxiu's os manus.

Yun Jinxiu's body froze, and then a set of spiritual consciousness s floated into her mind: Soul Fire Yang, blood essence Yin, although Yin and Yang are antagonistic, but it has no effect on the Corpse Realm Royal Bloodline.

White Bone...

Yun Jinxiu's eyelashes trembled slightly as indescribable emotions suddenly gushed out from her heart.

"Let's try refining it with the Sky Yin Candle and the skeleton ghost flame." After pausing for a moment, the white bones once again spoke of the spiritual consciousness.

Yun Jinxiu was already exhausted, but when he heard Yue Yang's words, he still tried to focus as much as he could.

The Sky Yin Candle was a flame she had taken to ignite the Soul Lamp. It was just that she had not found all the soul lamp fragments, so she had not used them.

He didn't expect that he would be of use in such a desperate situation.

Yun Jinxiu carefully took out the Sky Yin Candle s, and then attracted the ghost fire from the skeletons. At the same time, he also lured it towards the blood essence on his arm.

The blood essence suddenly trembled: "Sky Yin Candle? I never thought that the Sky Yin Candle would actually be in your hands! "

"The Sky Yin Candle is related to the Soul Lamp. If there are any problems in the future, prepare yourself." The white bone spiritual consciousness s soundlessly entered Yun Jinxiu's mind.

The light in Yun Jinxiu's eyes deepened. The Sky Yin Candle leaking would not benefit him in any way, but right now, he didn't have a better way.

Her expression was grave and her killing intent was faintly discernible.

This debt with Ming Jue, will be settled sooner or later!

Under the dual flames, a wisp of the stubborn blood essence finally dissipated. Although it was just a wisp, it still caused Yun Jinxiu to sigh in relief, but that Sky Yin Candle was extremely mystical. She pulled out a small wisp and squeezed out all the remaining strength in her body.

Her body couldn't hold on any longer. She leaned against the wall and fell asleep.

She had not dreamt for a long time. In her haziness, she discovered that she was once again in a town. The demonic aura filled the air, and countless people were fleeing in panic. She was pushed down by the crowd, and when she finally got up, she found that there was no one around.

It began to rain, and soon she was soaked.

But suddenly, the rain stopped, she was startled, raised her head, and saw a heavy black paper umbrella, and Gong Liche standing under the umbrella.

He looked at her indifferently. Under his thick eyelashes, his eyes were a deep purple while the tear-stained end of his eyes were enchanting.

In the distance, a terrifying surge of demonic energy was surging as everything around them was enveloped in a vast expanse of white.

Only under the oil-paper umbrella was An Ran like a harbor.