Zhu Xianzhi's sword Qingyun

Chapter 79
The Eight Desolation Fire Dragon let out an angry roar, full of unwillingness.Its huge head began to crack slowly, and streams of red light overflowed from the cracks.At the last moment, it was full of hatred to destroy everything, and it broke out with the final strength.

Without the blessing of the beast god's mana, this outbreak is nothing more than a suicidal revenge, far less powerful than the previous pure fire.If Lin Jingyu was in his prime, he might not be unable to resist.

But Lin Jingyu had just absorbed the pure fire of the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon, and Lin Jingyu's meridians had already become saturated. In such a short period of time, Lin Jingyu absolutely had no ability to resist the power of the fire dragon's self-destructing eruption again.

Just like filling a tank that is already full, even a small drop will eventually overflow out of the tank.

And this blow is as simple as a drop of water.

If the Beast God succeeds with one blow, what awaits Lin Jingyu will be the burst of pure fire in his meridians, this is what the Beast God wants to see.

At the moment when the dragon's head exploded, at the moment when Lin Jingyu was doomed, a goose-yellow figure broke through the cyan light wall and floated over from not far away.

That goose yellow slender figure looked so insignificant in the huge flames, but she was like a moth resolutely jumping into the flames, using her weak body to stand in front of Lin Jingyu, winning for him space to live.

A moth flies into the flames, exchanging her life for her life, maybe she is as crazy as the moth that is going to die.

"No!"

A cry came out from Lin Jingyu's throat, he stretched out his hand, trying to block her behind, but it was already too late.

The crimson flames had already sprayed over and landed on her back, and he had no time at all!
He was too late!

A blood flower that was more red than Lie Yan (raging flames) bloomed in front of his eyes. This flower made of blood was so beautiful that it actually exhausted all her vitality.

Life was passing by quickly, but she didn't have the slightest fear. At such a juncture, she actually smiled softly.

He can not love her, he can not accompany her, he can not marry her, but he can't, and he can't take away her right to give up her life for her lover.

This, perhaps is the best way for him to remember forever.

She may only live in his heart forever in this way.Maybe this is the ending she wants, maybe she has already thought about such an ending.

"Didn't I tell you to stay there obediently? Why did you come here?" Lin Jingyu hugged her, crying and tears mixed in his hoarse voice.

Jin Ping'er lay in his warm arms, like a child returning home.She pressed against his chest tightly, seeming to have exhausted her entire life, and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes for him, while bleeding, she asked with a smile: "Jing Yu, have you ever loved me? "

Ever loved her?

With one word out, the two of them seem to have returned to the mountain depression outside Fenxiang Valley, with the cool breeze, bright moon, body fragrance, and that little bit of ambiguity.

Once, he was Qingyun's disciple who claimed to be righteous, but she was a demon girl who did all kinds of evil.

Once, he thought that the separation would be forever, and they would never see each other again.

Once, he felt that he could cut through the threads of love with a wise sword, let go of this love that shouldn't exist, and leave gracefully.

once
but?
Until today, he finally knew that she had already been integrated into his heart, into the blood of his body, and she was already an inseparable existence for him.

Unfortunately, he knew it was too late.

Heartache can be healed, but if the heart is gone, can it be healed?
Lin Jingyu hugged her tightly, and leaned into her ear, as if telling intoxicating love words, he whispered: "Love, of course love. The past, present, and future will not change."

Lin Jingyu's words are like the spring breeze in February, warm enough to bloom the most beautiful flowers.No, that lily-like smile hangs on Jin Ping'er's face.

She raised her arms with difficulty, caressed Lin Jingyu's face lovingly, leaned against his ear, and whispered: "Jing Yu, you are a genius of young heroism, you are a phoenix that soars nine heavens, you are The brightest star in the sky, I love you, I love you to death. It's a pity that I have to leave, I can't marry you, and I can't be your bride. Promise me, finish your words, go to Qingyun Mountain, and take her away , live happily with her."

Even at the last moment of her life, she still pretended to be him in her heart.

After speaking softly, her hand fell down softly and feebly, and her body gradually lost its temperature. This time, she really left, forever.

A faint white light floated quietly from her forehead, exuding a mesmerizing and beautiful glow, it was his crystal-clear soul.

Lin Jingyu stood up with great effort, stretched out his hand, and tried to hold her in his hand, but the soul was like a mist of light, no matter how hard he grabbed it, he couldn't catch it, and it still floated gently outside the cave.

Flowers bloom and fall, life and death are farewell, how can all these things be controlled by human beings?

That white light floated in vain, and just as the white light was about to float out of the cave, just as Lin Jingyu was gradually despairing, suddenly, the Dragon Slaying Sword beside him lit up.

The Dragon Slaying Sword that was silent at the side exuded a soft green light, which filled the entire cave, gently wrapped the faint white light, stayed there, and merged into the sword body.

That white light faintly appeared on the slender blade of Zhanlongjian, slowly flowing and blending, and after a while, the white light and Zhanlongjian merged into one.

White light entered the sword, and the dragon pattern engraved on the Dragon Slaying Sword shone with a soft glow, flickering as if alive.

With the soul and the sword, the sword has a spirit.

Unexpectedly, Jin Ping'er's soul actually merged into the Dragon Slaying Sword and became the sword spirit of the Dragon Slaying Sword, accompanying Lin Jingyu forever.

This is her home.

Lin Jingyu opened his right hand slightly, and the Dragon Slaying Sword emitted a burst of blue light and flew into Lin Jingyu's hand.

Lin Jingyu lowered his head, gently stroking the blade of Zhanlongjian with his fingertips, as if he was stroking his beloved wife.

"It's amazing, it's amazing, I didn't expect you to be able to kill the mighty beast god."

A hoarse voice of admiration sounded from outside the cave, and after a while, an old man in a gray robe with white beard and hair came in.

"Shangguan Ce, it's actually you!" Seeing Shangguan Ce coming in, Lin Jingyu said in surprise.

"Sitting on the mountain and watching the tigers fight, I am the one who laughs last."

Shangguan Ce looked at Lin Jingyu who was weak and lying on the ground, and smiled triumphantly: "Lin Jingyu, you not only insulted my disciples, but also stole my Xuanhuojian, today, this account will be settled, right? .”

Lin Jingyu stood up supported by the Dragon Slaying Sword, and said disdainfully: "You think you can kill me?

"Hahaha!"

Shangguan Ce swiped in the air, a cold light flashed, and the magic weapon of Fenxiang Valley, the Nine Cold Ning Ice Spikes, appeared in his hand: "If you are in full bloom, I may not be your opponent, but now you and the beast god have fought to the death. Hurt, do you think you are still my opponent?"

While smiling triumphantly, Shangguan Ce walked towards Lin Jingyu, revealing his murderous intent.

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Author's Word:
Jin Ping'er's ending has been entangled for a long time, and I don't know if everyone likes it.

Jin Ping'er will appear later.

(End of this chapter)