"You lost."
She looked at Jun Aohan with cold eyes.
"But don't worry, I will never kill you."
"Follow me, I'll let her go."
Jun Aohan lowered his head and looked at Ye Qingli, who was being protected behind him.
The eyes of the two people looked at each other affectionately.
Although everything is surrounded by a desperate situation of life and death.
However, in the eyes of the two of them, it was as if there was no other existence at all.
The only thing in his eyes is himself...
"I'm afraid I can't protect you anymore."
Jun Aohan's voice was still very low and firm.
From his voice, there seemed to be no hint of any depression in him.
However, Ye Qingli could be clearly seen behind him.
On his back, large amounts of blood were pouring out along the armor.
The injury is so serious...
It was so serious that even her pills were unable to do anything.
After all, it's still too weak...
Never for a moment did Ye Qingli hate that she was so weak.
So much so, when the love between two people needs to be protected.
There was nothing she could do.
He could only be blocked by Jun Aohan.
If she could be stronger...
The deep pain made her heart feel like being bitten by millions of insects and ants.
A feeling of powerlessness filled her heart.
As soon as she opened her mouth, her throat felt as dry and painful as a knife.
However, there was an extremely bright smile on her face.
Just like the joy that comes from the heart at a wedding.
"It's alright."
Her smile was as bright and bright as when the two people first met.
"Then let's go together."
Her voice was soft, as if she was talking about something that had nothing to do with her.
"Anyway, we will live together and die together."
She reluctantly raised the corners of her mouth and showed a slight smile.
Her fingers gently caressed his cheek.
"Anyway, I've earned it by being able to be with you for so long."
The atmosphere in the square was extremely stagnant.
Everyone stopped at this time.
They all know that this war is over.
There is no winner!
However, Mo Ziqing's heart felt as if it had been hollowed out.
Finally, there is no way to save it...
Feng Ziluan raised her hand.
On her white palms, the joints were now exposed, and blue veins popped out.
His face was extremely ugly.
The way Jun Aohan completely ignored her made her feel deeply humiliated.
"Except for him...kill everyone!"
This was the wrong fight to begin with!
Now, it's time to end!
Above the head, it was as dark as ink.
Before I knew it, dark clouds had completely covered the entire sky.
Only in the clouds, there was a faint ray of light.
The light shining on Feng Ziluan's face made her expression look particularly strange.
However……
Just when Feng Ziluan's hand was halfway through the wave.
"boom!"
Above the head, there was suddenly a deafening sound of explosion!
A bolt of thunder struck from the sky!
A holy man was raising his weapon and looking ferocious, wanting to step forward.
He was directly hit by that thunder!
Then, he didn't even have time to scream.
In an instant, the body turned directly into charcoal!
No resistance!
"Fourth!"
A saint next to him screamed in shock!
Then, regardless of everything, he rushed forward to save his brother.
