long night walk

Chapter 385

Ying Xiu threw a yin talisman and attracted a ghost crane from the sky in the ghost mountain. He jumped onto the crane's back, looked coldly at the red cherry below, and said, "I miss you as master and servant. I made a lot of mistakes today. Come on." Go back to Zhongyou and punish him again, You Guilang is useless to me, if you are worried that his body will attract big snakes, then feed his remnant body to this ghost crane, it just happens to save me some time and energy Feed the ghost."

With Ying Xiu's cultivation base, he does not lack this bit of spiritual power. He just wanted to let Hongying express his opinion in front of everyone that she had nothing to do with You Guilang.

Only in this way can he take her away as a matter of course.

Originally, he wanted to refine You Guilang into Yao Gui, but now he couldn't, he didn't want to lose even Xu Gui.

Hong Ying pursed her lips and remained silent, 'looking' at Ying Xiu with those gray and dull eyes.

Seeing her like this, Ying Xiu felt furious, and his fists creaked loudly: "Hongying! Don't challenge my tolerance for you!"

"His Royal Highness." Hong Ying suddenly said: "Hong Ying has served His Highness for more than two hundred years, and today I want to ask His Highness to do something for Hong Ying. I wonder if His Highness will grant it?"

Ying Xiu suppressed his deep impatience, and said in a deep voice: "What's the matter?"

Hong Ying's face turned to one direction, her gray eyes were facing the bronze door, where a large bronze sword mottled with ancient monuments was inserted.

She said, "Can your Highness draw that sword out for me?"

Ying Xiu's complexion changed. Although he couldn't see the origin of the sword, the sword stuck on the bronze door was not easy to know with his feet.

No one knew what danger drawing the sword rashly would bring him.

"Red Sakura, what are you planning on doing!"

"Is Your Highness unwilling?"

A long and huge gap has opened between the earth, and Hong Ying is slipping into the gap, holding You Guilang's body involuntarily.

She didn't flee towards Yijing like other monks did, but sat there calmly, as if waiting for something.

Ying Xiu's tone suddenly became anxious. He pinched the summoning formula, but found that Hongying didn't respond in the slightest.

"Let's get out of here first!"

Hong Ying closed her eyes and stopped talking.

A terrible suction came from the cracks in the ground, and the ghost crane under Ying Xiu's feet began to fall uncontrollably.

Ying Xiu manipulated the ghost crane and moved a little further away. His expression suddenly changed: "What are you going to do?"

Bai Lian didn't know when he came to the bronze sword pointed by Hongying. He held the hilt of the sword and said seriously: "I want to mind my own business."

After the words were settled, there was a rumbling sound from the ground, and the speed of the slowly opened door suddenly increased sharply, like a huge crack in a tiankeng, and the terrifying suction force sucked in all the surrounding monks.

Even the wings of the Ghost Crane under Ying Xiu's feet sank, bringing him down together.

It was as if there were countless invisible hands in the suction force of the strong wind, holding his life gate, making him unable to mobilize half of his spiritual power, and he was about to crash into the crack.

A click.

Bai Lian pulled out the bronze sword, and he was about to give the sword to Hongying, but he heard her suddenly screaming up to the sky, and the bronze sword in her hand suddenly came out!

The wide-open bronze door stopped strangely, maintaining the slanted posture of the door, Ying Xiu slammed into the cold door heavily, he snorted, clasped the door with five fingers, stabilized the fall, and avoided falling dangerously .

Suddenly, there seemed to be some icy liquid flowing under the palm, which was cold and wet.

Ying Xiu, who was still in shock, suddenly raised his hand, and then froze.

In the cold night of winter, Bai Lian suddenly felt the slightest cold for a long time. He looked down at the fuzzy blood on the palm of his hand, which was wiped by the bronze sword hilt.

When Hong Ying let out a sharp whistle, he subconsciously held onto the hilt of the sword, but it was in vain.

The sword that was originally inserted on the bronze door now nailed the bodies of You Guilang and Hong Ying to the door at the same time.

Bobo Yinhong's blood continued to spread from under Hongying's body, staining Yingxiu's robe and palms red.

The picture is so desperate, shocking, and desolate.

Ying Xiu seemed to realize something suddenly, his heart overflowed with unspeakable grief, his lips turned pale instantly, and he shouted: "Red Sakura!!!"

She begged him to draw the sword, not for herself, but to make up for You Guilang's fault in opening the door, and to suppress the bronze door that could not be changed once it was opened.

But the price is her life.

In her arms, You Guilang had long since lost his vitality, and there were dried tears in his blood-red eyes.

Hong Ying brushed his messy hair, and when she raised her hand, she actually pulled the wound through her chest, a gleam of pain appeared in her eyes.

Ying Xiu rushed over, grabbed the hilt of the sword with both hands, his eyes were red, and his face was distorted because of anxiety: "Sister Hongying, don't be afraid, I will draw my sword to save you right now, I have the secret method of Youzixue hidden in me, even if you are now Even if your soul is scattered, I can save you!"

His throat was choked, and the breath he exhaled was panic-stricken.

Although Hong Ying treated him coldly, she was sincere and sincere with her for many years, but he was suspicious of her and blamed her until the last moment.

The meaning of remorse almost buried him.

He knew that if she was gone, there would be no other shikigami in the world who could treat him like she did.

He drew his sword savagely, and the trembling giant sword shook.

The blood under Hongying's body flowed more and more, and the pain on her face deepened, but her voice was still calm and soft: "Your Highness, if this sword leaves my body, the gate of the three realms will continue to open, ghosts Everyone in the mountains, including you, will die."

Ying Xiu's hands trembled violently, his movements stopped hesitantly, his throat was sour, his heart panicked, tears flowed out uncontrollably, he shook his head and said: "I don't believe it, I don't believe it, there must be a way, there must be a way." There is a way..."

He yelled in self-deception: "I must have a way to save you!"

Hongying laughed lightly, her blood-losing face was pale and indifferent, and the trembling of the sword's edge clearly conveyed the hesitation and wavering emotion in his palm.

Hong Ying smiled and said: "Your Highness, when you could save me, you were watching the fire from the other side, and the one who crossed me was never you..."

Not you.

It was never you.

The Highness I serve is not you either.

She raised her palm, the light in her gray pupils gradually dissipated and dimmed, and her fingertips suddenly ignited with azure light, and the light condensed into a character seal, which was the word "Xu".

Those who want to order, meet without oath.

Ying Xiu stared blankly at the handwriting in her hand, and was filled with grief for a moment, and said incredulously: "Sister Hongying, you want to return the Xu Yin to me? Are you really unwilling to be my Xu ghost again?"

Xu Yin pointed out, Ying Xiu reluctantly accepted it with tears in his eyes.

But his fingers passed through the Xu seal, and it was hard to keep him.

The word seal describing Hongying's life, ignited the last glorious fire of life, fell in front of Bai Li'an.

Bai Lian's face was pale, looking at the faint green light, everything seemed so confusing.

He spread out his palm, and the Xu seal fell on the palm, disappearing in an instant.

　So annoying!I'm constipated!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)