The Reincarnator Fails Miserably

"If you can't remember it, you can treat it as non-existent?" Ling Luo shouted hoarsely: "Then why did I wait for three thousand years!"

"That's why I said, you are not only self-inflicted." Su Bai said sarcastically, "You are also self-indulgent."

"... Heh, heh heh heh..." Ling Luo laughed back angrily, with a miserable smile.

Perhaps she had thought of ten thousand possibilities, but she hadn't guessed that even when they saw each other three thousand years later, Su Bai could still confidently say that she was self-indulgent, and that this person had a heart of stone.

"What kind of expectations do you have for a mortal's blessing?" Su Bai said flatly, "That's all your own thoughts."

This sentence completely tore Ling Luo's last remaining hope, and also broke the string of reason.

A great deal of sorrow and pain overflowed.

In the end, all thoughts of Lingluo Tiannv were lost.

But her despair was not about letting go, but choosing destruction and madness.

Her eyes were dyed black, and she raised her right hand silently.

The slender five fingers are like the sharpest blades, piercing the clothes, cutting the flesh, and cutting off the bones. The five fingers gently caress the heart, feel the warm heartbeat, and then hold this beloved heart in the palm of the hand...

Ling Luo stared at Su Bai, Su Bai lowered his face, his body convulsed and trembled with pain.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

Footsteps sounded lightly, and a few messy steps broke the calm.

Not far away, Beiluo smelled a strong smell of blood, Cen Ying heard the movement, and Yu Mudan also came with him.

The three of them planned to look for Su Bai, but unexpectedly, they saw such a scene that they couldn't think for a moment.

After a full three seconds of silence, the heart that was stung by this scene broke out.

"Who are you!" Bei Luo's eyes burst into fury, he immediately judged how serious the injury Su Bai had suffered, and unexpectedly, in the short time he was out of sight...

"Su Bai..." Cen Ying almost didn't recognize that it was Su Bai who was half kneeling on the ground at first glance. She covered her lips in surprise and looked at Su Bai. She was about to say something, but the next word she said Can't tell.

Because Lingluo's palm pierced into the chest began to pull back, holding the warm heart in the palm, and then...

Suddenly pulled out -!

The artery ruptured, the heartbeat returned to zero, and blood gushed out from the bowl-sized wound, instantly staining their clothes red.

Su Bai was trembling violently like a broken doll, blood also stained Ling Luo's distorted face, it was impossible to tell whether he was laughing or crying.

With a soft plop, Cen Ying lost her strength and knelt on the ground, her pupils contracted violently, staring at the dripping blood, and a few drops splashed on her cheeks, her mind sank into a blank.

What exactly happened, she didn't understand, but... Su Bai is dying... It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be like this...

The moment Cen Ying lost her strength, the two swords came out of their sheaths at the same time, pointing directly at Lingluo.

Grief and anger drove the killing intent, at the moment when Su Bai's heart was gouged out, Yu Mudan remembered the day when she killed and licked blood, that kind of mood, she thought she would never want to recall it again in her life, but at this moment she just Thinking about beheading.

Compared with Yu Mudan's murderous intent, Bei Luo blamed himself more. If he hadn't looked away, maybe... But the reality is that it's impossible, he can only inject all the remaining monster power into this sword in an instant, The golden flame is burning.

The two sharp swords pointed directly at Lingluo, but the goddess didn't even take a second look. The sound of the guqin resounded out of thin air. The dull sound wave produced a chain of blasting power. Fantie was so unbearable before the magic weapon. One blow, it is difficult to beat its sharpness, the weapons in the hands of a confrontation two people instantly shattered and broke, the castration was exhausted, and the broken metal fragments pulled out wounds one after another.

The alliance also lost in an instant.

The great strength made Bei Luo realize why Su Bai was defeated so thoroughly.

Ling Luo didn't care about other people's moods and thoughts at all, and didn't even pay a second glance at them.

Her left hand was still clasped into the boy's shoulder, sinking deep into the flesh and blood, her right hand pulled out his heart, and her half body was stained red with blood. Looking at the boy's expression gradually distorted by pain, she felt a morbid pleasure of revenge. , but followed by more intense sorrow and loss.

Kill him, happy.

But what else?

Su Bai coughed up blood, and asked softly, "This... is what you want?"

This sentence is different from the harsh speech before, it is very gentle.

Ling Luo suddenly realized something, she felt a slight touch on her forehead, and was hit by Su Bai's forehead, and their foreheads were pressed together.

Two pairs of eyes look at the reflection in each other's eyes.

"Now, I'm going to die."

Su Bai was panting, and the blood flowed backwards down his throat. The massive blood loss made his skin paler, but it was more bright red against the background of the blood, and his vitality flowed away with the essence. Even though he had a strong vitality far beyond ordinary people, he couldn't sustain it without a heart. One minute.

Death was knocking on the door, but he smiled unknowingly: "Are you satisfied?"

At that moment, all kinds of the past flowed past in the eyes, Ling Luo looked at Su Bai, and the familiar feeling came back.

"you……"

"You don't, don't you remember?"

Ling Luo suppressed the trembling in her voice: "Why, lie..."

"I really don't remember..."

Su Bai said softly: "I only remember a very small part."

He raised his right hand with difficulty, and the light and shadow in front of his eyes began to blur: "But I still remember one thing..."

The almost broken right hand gently touched Ling Luo's shoulder, and moved with difficulty. Every centimeter of movement made the highlights in Su Bai's eyes dim. If he hadn't experienced countless deaths, he would not be able to rely on his will. Hovering on the brink of death.