Chapter 508

For some reason, Ye Qizhu also felt as if his body had been slashed, and his heart felt cold.

Hurrying to look up to the half of the sky suddenly covered by the magic breath, Ye Qizhu saw a man standing proudly.

Dressed in black clothes, he condescendingly ignored everything he could see.

It's Yin Qianliu.

Looking at him, Ye Qizhu's cold heart suddenly felt hot.

The exorcists were waiting in full force, but Yin Qianliu did not take the initiative to attack them. Instead, he glanced at them and asked coldly, "Where is Ye Qizhu?"

Ye Qizhu trembled when he heard his name.

"As expected, you are still here!"

The sharp sound rang in Ye Qizhu's ear, and she turned her head to see that there was no expression on that fuzzy face, but Ye Qizhu felt the same feeling for the angry breath.

"Xiao Qi, no!"

Bai Shifang stopped her.

But she smiled lightly: "It's okay, this is the grievance between me and him."

Saying that, under the gaze of Ye Qizhu, the thin figure flew up to the ridge of the roof.

Looking coldly at the person in front of him, Yin Qianliu raised his right hand: "Did you come by yourself, or did I come?"

"Yin Qianliu, do you really want my life?"

"You hurt the woman I love the most, do you think you can still live?"

"The woman you love the most? But you said that the person you love the most is me!"

"You? Hahaha, Ye Qizhu, you are really a dreamer. You are just a container for me to foster for a long time. I have never loved you. From the beginning to the end, there is only one person in my heart, and that is Bi Wushuang!"

Suddenly, Ye Qizhu's heart hurt as if it was torn apart. She lowered her head and saw a big gash in her chest at some point, as if she had been stabbed. , and at the same time, her hands became more and more transparent.

"Yin Qianliu, you...you say it again!"

"I never loved you, I was just using you. I wanted to spare your life for the sake of protecting Wusheng for me, but you should never hurt Wushuang halfway. If you slash her, I will kill you." Get it back for her with ten knives! Ye Qizhu, you must die."

The piercing voice pierced Ye Qizhu's heart like an awl.

The severe pain of tearing made her fall to her knees, and suddenly the whole world was covered by a demonic wind, turning everything around into pieces of flying dust.

But only Yin Qianliu's figure and the sword in his hand remained.

Looking up, Ye Qizhu tightly clutched her split chest and looked into those dark and dark eyes: "Yin Qianliu, did you see me?"

Yin Qianliu narrowed his eyes: "I would rather not see you."

Every word of Yin Qianliu seemed to be sprinkling salt on her wound. Ye Qizhu shook his head as he watched the scar on her chest turn into ashes little by little like burnt paper.

"No, it's all fake, it's all hallucinations! Xu Zhiwei, you want to trap me here? You think beautifully!"

The magic energy swirling around rolled, curling Ye Qizhu's hair into the air.

A pair of cold red eyes came out, looking coldly at Ye Qizhu, who was in unbearable pain, and hissed: "The person who trapped you here is not me, but yourself! This is an illusion, but your heartache is Really, the nightmare magnifies your fear, and the maze wall of the dream monster makes you tear your own heart apart! Ye Qizhu, the more sad you are, the faster you will die! Hahahahahahahaha .”

(End of this chapter)

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