Chapter 338 [Sorrow]

Yin Zhengyue's body bent down, bleeding profusely from her body, her primordial spirit was too seriously injured, her strength was overdrawn too much, her consciousness gradually became a little blurred.

She raised her eyes, and beside her were Shen Xingzi and his son who were struggling to resist.

Who is calling her name?
Oh, is it Mu Yu and Jiang Shan? What's wrong with you?
Don't struggle, don't struggle, I'm really okay, I can still fight.

Pink scholar, why are you crying?
You are a man, men don't cry easily.

Nine-character Heavenly Sword, kill me——

Kill the whip, kill me——

Lan Lingyan, kill me——

Yin Zhengyue's consciousness has been divided, extreme bloodthirsty cruelty and tenderness.

Ruthlessness is to treat those enemies who want to kill her, and tenderness is to treat those friends who have helped her.

With both hands waving non-stop, under the whip of the killing god, the primordial spirit is destroyed, the physical body is destroyed, and the soul dies overnight after practicing martial arts.

But, suddenly, she stopped.

His eyes moved to the two people who were separated from each other in all directions.

The weeping and begging Yanyan, and the fifth Huaizhen who frowned slightly and lowered her eyes.

She suddenly wanted to go over and smooth his eyebrows.

Get used to his gentle smile, used to his soft tone.

"Mother!!!" A cry of surprise brought Yin Zhengyue's consciousness back.

"son?"

Yin Zhengyue raised her eyes, at this moment, it was like a slow motion in a movie, repeating over and over again——

The small body hugged her neck, and behind her, a hand with a black and sinister air——

Yinzhen, black Yin Qi.

"No, son—"

Mother, how nice Huaizhen is, I like Huaizhen.

Mother, are there any gods in the sky?

Mother, I want to breastfeed.

Mother, as long as Xiao Momo is here, I will never let anyone hurt my mother in the future!

Mother, mother, you are Momo's good mother.

"Ah——" a long and shrill howl suddenly sounded, shaking the heavens and the earth, carrying an unresolved sadness that lasted for a long time.

Fifth Huaizhen suddenly raised his head, this may be his most shocked expression so far.

"Why hurt my son, why, why hurt my son!!!"

"I live up to the world, but the world treats me like this, ah—"

That shrill and shouting, even after many years, no one present could forget it.

That kind of sadness seems to be able to invade the bones.

This woman named Yin Zhengyue showed such a cynical and desperate expression for the first time.

Her pupils turned blood red, but tears flowed slowly.

"Little brother!" Shen Xingzi hissed.

The little Momo was penetrated from behind to his chest by that hand.

At this moment, on the pink face, the eyes slowly closed.

"son."

"Big brother."

"son."

"Son, ah, ah, ah—"

Unable to describe her grief, everyone present stopped their movements.

This woman is so desperate.

But! ! !

In the next second, she suddenly widened her eyes, and the blood-red pupils suddenly shrank.

Shen Xingzi wiped away the tears from his face, and took Xiao Momo.

"moon!"

"Zhengyue!"

"Zhengyue!"

Zhuo Yaya and Ying Jiangshan's grandson Mu Yu shouted at the same time.

And she couldn't hear anything.

Her pupils were like the eyes of a devil, blood red until the last trace of black was covered.

Her body was riddled with holes and bleeding profusely, but even so, her slender wrist suddenly lifted at this moment.

Jiuzi Tianjian seemed to feel her sadness, and made a buzzing sound, that chilling sword energy was stronger than when she was not injured.

The light of the Killing Whip shined brightly, and Lan Lingyan automatically separated a part, covering Shen Xingzi and Xiao Momo inside, preventing anyone from intruding.

(End of this chapter)

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