The fire clouds in the sky gradually receded, and the thunder dispersed.
Maybe he sensed the ghost's aura disappearing, and everyone and the ghosts on that side who were having a heated fight hurried towards this side.
Ji Ting's face became extremely pale, with a deep and indelible fear of Youguilang.
He looked at Balian, his lips trembled, and he was begging a little: "Kill...kill me."
Fang Geyu sneered: "You think it's quite beautiful?"
Bailian glanced sideways at him: "As you wish."
The cold front lit up the snow, and the blade was like autumn water, cutting across Ji Ting's neck coldly.
A sharp line of blood suddenly appeared on the skin, and the pleading in his eyes seemed to freeze into shock. He didn't expect that he would kill him so simply and easily.
It was difficult to hide the panic in his eyes. The blood line on his neck was very thin, but the wound was very deep. In the blink of an eye, blood surged out like spring water, quickly soaking half of his clothes.
Ji Ting's face showed ferocious and desperate pain, and he murmured hoarsely: "No..."
He covered the injury on his neck, but it was difficult to retain the life that was gradually disappearing from his body.
He fell to his knees and fell to the ground with a plop, like a fish that was thrown onto the shore. It was difficult to make a sound in his mouth, and he muttered and opened and closed.
Fang Geyu was startled by Bai Lian's sudden move and couldn't help asking: "Why kill him?"
Bailian shook off the blood on his sword, glanced at Ji Ting on the ground indifferently, and said, "Because he is lying again."
It is true that Ji Ting is afraid of You Gui Lang, and it is also true that You Gui Lang will impose the death penalty on him.
But if he is really handed over to Yuguilang, Yuguilang will not actually kill him.
Ji Ting was afraid of capital punishment, but he was even more afraid of death.
Balian doesn't think that a person who is unscrupulous and does all the bad things will give up his life on his own initiative.
He is a rational and evil dog who will not give up the possibility of survival even if he is forced into a desperate situation.
"The blood won't stop flowing out for a while." Bailian smiled, looking at Ji Ting with bottomless black eyes, and said in a gentle tone: "Don't worry, Yougui Lang will naturally not waste any more energy when he sees you looking like this. I’m here to torture you.”
Ji Ting's eyes were desperate.
"Of course, he won't bother to save you."
Ji Ting stretched out his hand to grab Bailian's boots, and the blood in his mouth gushed out along with tears: "I...I don't want to die...I don't want to die..."
Balian sighed softly, pulled out his ankle, and walked in the direction where Yougui Lang came, leaving his back alone: "So what if you don't want to die, Ji Ting, don't be stupid, you have no way back."
There is no other Meng Chengzhi in the world who can be so kind to him.
He came from the wilderness and was finally abandoned in the wilderness and abandoned by others.
No ending could be more fitting for him.
Balian knew that he was deliberately stalling for time. He didn't want to show anyone his right to declare himself as the victor.
But here, there is an undead soul who has no return and has been deceived for his whole life.
He just wanted to let the sinner tell her the truth with his own mouth.
She deserves to know the truth.
The first one to rush over was Prince Zhongyou Ying Xiu. He was covered in colorful clothes and was seriously injured.
He glanced at the heroic spirit Hongying who was standing quietly in the darkness, and asked anxiously: "What on earth is going on? Why can't I feel the breath of the Devil's Crying Pearl?"
Hongying was silent and didn't speak.
Compared to Ying Xiu, You Gui Lang's injuries appeared to be much lighter, but he also had a pale and wounded face, carrying a thick black aura of violence.
The drums on his waist made a heavy sound, and he looked at the cold corpse next to the pit with a sinister look, and the corners of his mouth tightened: "Useless trash!"
His cold and cruel eyes swept over everyone one by one: "I don't care who among you gets my beads. Today, none of you can even think of walking out of here alive!"
Bailian took two steps forward, looked at Ying Xiu and said, "Master Ying seems to be seriously injured?"
"What do you mean?" Yingxiu frowned. Without Hongying's help, he was indeed no match for Yougui Lang.
Bailian said: "Young Master Ying, take good care of your injuries. Yougui Lang, I will kill you."
The implication is simple.
You can't take Yuukiro with you.
He will die here.
The expressions of Ying Xiu and You Gui Lang darkened at the same time, and one of them said in unison: "Arrogant!"
Ying Xiu, who had not put Bailian into his eyes not long ago, now looked at Bailian's expression, and for some reason, there was a faint irritation and uneasiness in his heart.
He looked at Hongying and ordered: "Take off the veil and take down Yougui Lang with me. I will come back later to ask about the Devil Weeping Bead."
Before Hongying had time to react, Bailian stepped forward, stopped in front of her, and said warmly: "Stand back."
The tone was not as harsh as Ying Xiu's, but the meaning of the command could still be heard.
Ying Xiu was furious. A person who was not from the royal family of Zhongyou dared to order his Shiki so unscrupulously.
How is this different from blatant provocation? !
"yes."
What made him even more angry and depressed was that he originally thought that the words of obedience were an order to respect his prince, but he never thought that after Hongying responded lightly, he actually stepped back.
Dressed in dim red, he blended into the night and could no longer be traced.
He was so well-behaved to an outsider.
Looking at the young man with an indifferent expression, his pale cheeks became hot and red, and I felt that his indifferent posture was just for him.
"Haha." There was a sneer, and from the black robe of Yougui Lang Wufeng, a shuddering and fierce ancient aura suddenly surged out from under his feet and shot into the sky!
A scarlet beam of light shattered thousands of miles of snow and shot straight into the sky. It seemed as if a hole in the sky had been cut into a black hole.
Youguilang's long hair was dancing wildly, and he stared at Bailian with a stern look: "I want to see how you kill me?"
He held the sky with his palms, and the scarlet light pillar that suddenly shot up from the atmosphere around him suddenly condensed into a huge blood blade. The blood blade was surrounded by thunder and lightning. When it exploded, the sound of explosions could be heard in the surrounding space. , slashing towards Bailian.
Li Feng lifted up the bangs in front of Ying Xiu's forehead, revealing his drastically changed expression. His body shrank back in panic, and he was shocked. He didn't expect that Youguilang could hide such terrifying strength.
So just now, during the battle with him, wasn't it true that he was mostly playful and sadistic?
After thinking about this, Yingxiu felt a tightness in his chest and shortness of breath. The great pressure pressed on his heart, making him breathless.
Facing Youguilang's violent murderous intention, Bailian remained motionless, her red sleeves fluttering under the strong wind, revealing the outline of a jade flute.
The spiritual energy nodes between his heart and wrists were deliberately extinguished by him, without any signs of recovery.
Under this heavy night, his eyes, which were a circle larger than ordinary people, were filled with darkness, occupying the entire eyeballs. Their appearance was somewhat similar to the ancient evil ghosts in the underworld.
However, there is no terrifying aura like an evil ghost on his body. His eye sockets seem to be inlaid with a pair of pure and clean obsidian, which can reflect the outline of the entire world.
