The Heaven Ladder

Xiao Yihan felt that death was so close to him for the first time. He felt the terrible smell revealed on the snow-white sword. A relieved smile appeared at the corners of Xiao Yihan's mouth.

"It's a pity that I have no chance to propose marriage to your father." Xiao Yihan closed her eyes slightly. At this time, Yu Feifei's shadow was full in Xiao Yihan's mind. Her frown and smile tightly touched Xiao Yihan's heartstrings.

"Tick"

I don't know when two lines of clear tears fell on Xiao Yihan's cheek. Facing death for the first time in his life, his heart was full of all kinds of reluctance.

"Grandpa, I wish I could see you again. Unfortunately, I don't have this chance. Master, i... poof..."

As if talking to himself, Xiao Yihan lowered his head and let the tears wet the ground. Because he was too excited, a mouthful of blood suddenly gushed out of his mouth.

"Waste!" Mo linger looked at Xiao Yihan with tears on his face, and Xiumei frowned tightly. The snow-white long sword wrapped in the surging vitality cleaved at Xiao Yihan.

"Roar"

At this time, the little black cub roared, and two purple lights shot out of his eyes. He quickly met the deadly snow-white sword.

The purple light, which can kill four grade monsters in a second, only lasted for a few seconds after touching the snow-white long sword, and then turned into nothingness.

The long sword continued to attack Xiao Yihan, but was blocked by little black Cub with his body.

"Ah woo"

With a whine, the little black cub's body flew out in an instant. Then a blood light exploded on it.

"Xiaohei! Run! What do you care about me!" Xiao Yihan was stunned when he saw the body of Xiaohei cub flying out.

He never thought that the little black cub who was bullied by himself would use his body to help him block the fatal sword at this critical moment.

"Roar"

Shaking the dust covered with blood on his body, the little black cub shook his dizzy head madly, roared and ran to Xiao Yihan again.

The little black cub raised his head and stared at Mo linger coldly. There was a trace of disdain in his purple eyes.

"You're crazy! Get out of here!"

With a strong sense of weakness coming from his body, Xiao Yihan roared at the little black cub and grabbed his body tightly.

Maybe it's because Xiao Yihan is too weak at this time. He was going to throw the little black cub out, but no matter how hard he tried, the little black cub's body was motionless.

Mo ling'er looked down at the people and animals in front of him, clenched the hand of the snow-white sword, and relaxed slowly.

"Hey, hey! Little guy, I owe you Xiao Yihan in my life. If I can survive this time, you and I will be brothers in the future! Ha ha!"

Feeling the indomitable momentum revealed by the little black cub, Xiao Yihan suddenly laughed, dragged his scarred body, clenched his teeth and stood up slowly.

"I Xiao Yihan only have the soul of war death, and I can't let you look down on me when I die, girl! Do it!" slowly picked up the blood demon Luo, Xiao Yihan looked at Mo linger faintly, and a faint smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

"Roar"

Seeing Xiao Yihan standing up again, the little black cub also gave a roar of excitement.

Gently licking the terrible wound split by Mo linger's sword, the little black cub grinned at the tiger's mouth and showed a bloodthirsty smile.

Quietly looking at Xiao Yihan's bloody appearance, Mo linger's pale green pupils suddenly gushed out two groups of water mist.

"What is this?"

Feeling the two lines of clear tears falling from the corners of her eyes, Mo linger frowned tightly, and a sense of incomprehension welled up in her heart.

For killer organizations like blood house, every killer is unique. Their only common feature is that they have no tears.

The members of the blood building have been instilled with a different way of survival from ordinary people since childhood. From the beginning of cultivation, they lived in the hell of blood and fire. Because of this, every member of the blood building is the strongest person who can be alone.

Seven emotions and six desires are too far away for them. They are demons living in darkness. In their view, the world is divided into two kinds: living and dead.

Gently wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes. Mo linger looked at the two crystal drops on her fingertips and looked curiously at Xiao Yihan.

"Ha ha, the world says that the blood tower is terrible, but in my opinion, you are pathetic. He vomited a mouthful of thick blood, and Xiao Yihan looked at Mo linger indifferently, with pity in his eyes.

"Have I seen you somewhere?" Mo Ling stared at Xiao Yihan with a pair of light green pupils, and let her tears slip from her pretty face like beads, regardless.

"Fight if you want, kill if you want! What nonsense! Torture me? When have we met!" Xiao Yihan clenched his gums, and his anger burst out in his eyes.

In his opinion, Mo linger's delay in killing him is to torture him. However, Mo linger's heart has already become a mess at the moment.

"I don't know why, seeing you like this, my heart seems to be pricked by a needle. The master told me before that this is the feeling of heartache. I haven't felt it in the past, but now I really hurt."

Mo linger threw away the snow-white sword in her hand. The jade hand gently touched her chest, and the other hand firmly grasped the Phoenix Pendant on her neck, as if the pendant could alleviate part of her pain.

"Poor! Pathetic! Pathetic!"

Xiao Yihan looked at Mo ling'er and sighed gently. His anger disappeared. He could see that Mo ling'er was really in pain.

"Ouch"

The golden pupil snow fox, who had been quiet all the time, let out a cry, gently jumped onto Mo linger's fragrant shoulder, stretched out a small pink tongue to help her lick her tears.

"Tick"

A drop of tears fell down Mo linger's pretty face and happened to hit the Phoenix Pendant, making a slightly inaudible sound.

"Hoo! As a blood tower killer, I have failed at the moment, but I must take your life anyway."

After a long time, Mo ling'er took a heavy breath, calmed the strong fluctuation in his heart a little, and picked up the snow-white sword on the ground again.

"What's the ink? Let's start!" Xiao Yihan smiled lightly, held the blood devil Luo and pointed to Mo linger, with no surprise on his face.

"Roar"

Knowing that the battle was inevitable, the little black cub also regained his spirit. With a roar, a thin black air immediately surrounded it.

"Go to hell!"

Xiao Yihan roared, waved the blood demon Luo and cut off Mo linger's forehead.

Stimulated and roared by Xiao Yihan's blood, the blood light released by the blood demon Luo became more intense. The red light filled the room, like Shura hell.

"Roar"

Without waiting for Mo linger to start, the golden pupil snow fox climbing on her shoulder roared. Two golden lights shot out of the pupil and rushed to Xiao Yihan.

Xiao Yihan couldn't dodge because the distance was too close.

"Buzz"

When the golden light entered the body, Xiao Yihan immediately felt the surrounding space, suddenly illusory. Soon he found that he had been in a palace at this time.

The magnificent palace was particularly dazzling. The crowd like a popular cloud passed by him. Flirtatious women danced around him. The graceful and attractive dance seemed to have the magic of seducing the soul.

"My wound is gone!" Xiao Yihan exclaimed, touching his body.

Walking in the corridor paved with gold bricks and looking at the hundreds of millions of people worshipping around, Xiao Yihan suddenly felt an inexplicable pride in his heart.

"The world is so big that who can compete! Hahaha!" Xiao Yihan looked around and couldn't help laughing.

"Roar"

Suddenly a roar sounded, two purple lights shot straight through the brilliant palace, and everything around dissipated slowly.

"I... what's the matter?" felt the pain from his body, and Xiao Yihan's eyes gradually recovered their clarity.

After shaking his dizzy head, Xiao Yihan found that he had returned to his former appearance, and everything seemed to have not changed at all.

A long snow-white sword hung over his head, and the cold kept coming, as if it could fall at any time and take his life.

"Little black!"

Looking back fiercely, Xiao Yihan found that the little black cub had fainted when he didn't know. The turbid blood kept flowing out, and he had more air and less air.

"I can't do it!" Mo linger roared painfully, and the jade hand holding the sword trembled violently at this time.

"You kill me!" Xiao Yihan stared at Mo ling'er with bloodshot eyes, grabbed the snow-white long sword and slashed it to his neck.

Although he didn't know what had happened, Xiao Yihan knew that Xiao Hei must have become such a to save him. His strong sense of guilt made him no longer have the desire to live.

Mo Ling's jade trembled slightly, and the snow-white long sword flew away.

Her heart strongly wanted to stop Xiao Yihan, but as a killer instinct, she chose to wait.

"Ding Dong"

The blade of the sword cleaved down hard, and it happened to cleave on the iron chain holding the pendant, making a clear sound of exhortation.

A stream of blood quickly flowed out along Xiao Yihan's neck and rushed to the pendant along the iron chain.

"God will torture me too!" Xiao Yi smiled bitterly, his head sank, and the whole person fell back heavily.

At this time, suddenly a blue and black light gushed out of the two pendants, and everything in the house was swallowed in an instant. It seemed that time was fixed at this moment.