Baili Feiyue will not wait to die.
Never wait to die.
Even though this situation is completely different from the desire and intensity of survival when being thrown into the mass grave.
She instinctively reached out to touch the weapon bracelet on her wrist, but found nothing.
Only then did she realize that her weapon was still in Changsun Wuji's body.
When she couldn't reach the weapon, she avoided another person's attack.
Just these two actions seemed to have exhausted her last remaining strength.
The excruciating pain in her eyes that could not see was nothing compared to the heart-wrenching pain her body had experienced along the way.
None of the injuries she received six days ago were fatal. Many of them looked scary, but they were just superficial injuries and had actually healed a lot.
These injuries were sustained during the intense fight with Changsun Wuji, but he didn't feel any pain at all.
But when she finally killed the man as she wished, the old wounds all over her body began to hurt like a tormenting knife.
She couldn't distract herself from the pain until she poked her own eyes out.
Now the pain was so severe that she couldn't even straighten her back.
“Hahahaha, it looks like this witch is badly injured! To avoid any complications, let’s make this a quick decision! Remember to save her life first!”
She used her hearing to avoid the attacks of two people in advance, and fell down almost exhausted.
There were big beads of cold sweat on his face and his whole body was curled up like a shrimp in pain.
Just when she thought she had no escape, there was a sudden scream.
Someone was shocked and screamed, "This person looks like... Could this be the Regent of Dajing, Changsun Wuji?!"
But, but there was still a knife stuck in this man’s heart, and the strangely shaped knife even pierced his back!
And even though he was wearing black clothes, the hem of his clothes was obviously soaked with his own blood and was still bleeding!
They were so shocked that they were speechless.
He looks like he's still alive!
Not only was he alive, there wasn't even a trace of pain on his face!
With such injuries, let alone a human, even a ghost would not be able to move without frowning.
The Regent of Dajing...
The rumored Regent of Dajing.
Even though the events in the dreamland this time were so big, the Regent King Dajing, whom they had never seen, appeared here at this moment!
It was so similar to the rumors they had heard, yet so different!
But no matter what he looked like, his appearance here was enough to scare them to death.
They don't want to run, but they also want to run.
But they couldn't escape!
When everyone fell down, they saw that the terrible man was still standing there.
But when they took their last breath, they saw the man who went to the witch finally couldn't hold on and half-knelt down.
It turns out... the Regent of Dajing is also a human...
Baili Feiyue naturally heard the noise and the change.
Accidents come quickly and suddenly, and they disappear even faster.
But she seemed to be in more pain.
Until the familiar fragrance mixed with the strong smell of blood enveloped her.
He held her in his arms, looking at her eyes that were bleeding and could no longer see.
"Ling Jing." His voice was not loud, but it seemed to come from the Netherworld.
"Now that he's dead, you want to die. Then I'll tell you, I'll never, ever let you go find him."
Baili Feiyue was shaking violently all over, and it was unclear whether it was because of pain or what.
Her eyes were no longer able to shed tears.
Her voice was broken, "Changsun Wuji, why don't you go to hell right now!"
He laughed, his voice barely audible.
"You and I are the same, Ling Jing."
His bloody lips gently touched hers, "I will go to hell and wait for you. When you come, there will be no Murong Shuo in hell, only my Changsun Wuji."
The cold lips with the taste of blood gently touched her lips again, and the lover whispered, "Then I will wait for you, waiting for you to fall into hell together."
“Hahahaha~! Changsun Wuji! Changsun Wuji!”
"Listen to me, my name is not Ling Jing. Ling Jing died when she was sixteen. She died in a mass grave outside Dajingjing!"
"My name is Baili Feiyue, the Baili Wushang Baili Feiyue!"
"After I, Baili Feiyue, die, if you, Changsun Wuji, are buried in the extreme south, I, Baili Feiyue, will definitely be buried in the extreme north. If you, Changsun Wuji, are buried in the East China Sea, I will definitely be buried in the West Desert!"
"If you were to reincarnate, my soul would be shattered and turned into ashes!"
"Across thousands of mountains and rivers, through life after life, for eternity, I, Baili Feiyue, and you, Changsun Wuji, will never meet again, never see each other again, in heaven or on earth, in the secular world or in the human world!!"
"Changsun Wuji...your so-called care and love make me sick...really, it makes me sick..."
He wanted to murder the lives of everyone around her that she cared about and tie her down to himself alone.
He is crazy.
He is simply crazy.
She always thought that all this could be changed, but she was blind!
It is difficult to change one's nature, but it is not that he cares about Baili Feiyue, never!
Of course she couldn't see the expression of the man who was holding her.
She struggled to get out of his arms, and he didn't have the strength to hold her anymore.
Even if she died, she would rather die with him!
She crawled until her palms and knees were sore and bloody.
But she wanted to climb further.
A little further away.
There was the sound of galloping horses.
The man on the horse leapt down after spotting her. He picked her up trembling all over and held her waist tightly, as if he was afraid that she would melt in the next moment.
He let out a choking roar like a small animal, "Is it so tragic again? It's so tragic again! I'm going to kill him, I'm going to kill him!"
He raised his pale and trembling fingers and wiped the blood from the corner of her lips with his cold fingertips. He didn't dare to touch her eyes that were bleeding.
She couldn't shed tears, but he burst into tears. "Does it hurt, sister? Does it hurt? Sister, does it hurt? My heart hurts so much!"
Baili Feiyue seemed to want to laugh, but she couldn't quite do it.
"Ling Xiaojiu, you're here."
"Sister, I'm useless. I'm late. Sister, I'm late..."
He looked up and saw from afar the path that his sister had climbed.
At the end of the long road, the man fell on the scorched earth, as if he was about to be swallowed up by the death and darkness.
"Chop him up for me, one thousand, ten thousand pieces, cut him into pieces!"
His subordinates who followed him took the order and left, but from the other side, a person was running towards them quickly. There was a look of deep sorrow on his usually smiling face.
He is Xiangyang, the real Xiangyang.
He stood in front of his master to stop Ling Duannian, but his words were to Baili Feiyue in Ling Duannian's arms, "Miss Ling San, you are not even willing to leave a complete body for the master?"
"Give up the thought, let's go. Let's go. Take me away, take me away now, the farther the better..."
The young man choked up, "Okay, okay, sister, I'll take you away. I'll take you away..."
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