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Chapter three hundred and forty fifth: a ray of life

Blood-colored space, terrifying and depressing.

Seeing Qianmo becoming weaker and weaker, Zhuo Yunxian felt frustrated: "Senior, how are you...you?"

If it were before, Zhuo Yunxian naturally hoped that Qianmo's evil thoughts would disappear, but after being together for so long, even a stone should have warmed up. Therefore, Zhuo Yunxian had already regarded the other party as the real Qianmo, talking to her, communicating with her, and even learning cooking skills for her, and often accompanying her.

"I'm fine, don't worry about me."

Qianmo sat cross-legged, his body suddenly faded, as if it would disappear at any time.

"No, I won't let you have something to do."

Zhuo Yunxian clenched his fists, his heart full of sourness. How could he watch Qianmo dissipate in front of him? He had to find a way to break through the space and then take Qianmo away!

Ten-sided Sword Box! No response...

Fairy White Crane! Still no response...

The God-Slaying Sword! Thunder and Fire Tribulation! Wind and Thunder Escape!

Useless, useless, all useless!

Zhuo Yunxian tried all his tricks and tried desperately, but unfortunately his soul was isolated. No matter how he used it, there was no reaction in the surrounding space.

...

“Buzz!”

The blood-colored space is shrinking bit by bit, constantly eroding Zhuo Yunxian's will. If this continues, Zhuo Yunxian's soul will sooner or later be swallowed by the blood and become the puppet of the ancestor god.

"Senior, you'll be fine."

“…”

Qianmo was silent, and his breath was extremely weak.

Yunxian gently held Qianmo's hand and silently transferred the original power of his soul into Qianmo's body.

Influenced by Zhuo Yunxian's soul, Qianmo's aura finally stabilized a lot, but his face was still pale and looked extremely weak.

"Bang!"

Qianmo coldly patted Zhuo Yunxian's hand and refused to let the other party help him. He didn't want to appreciate it or owe anyone favors.

"Zhuo Yunxian, why do you want to save me?"

“…”

Zhuo Yunxian opened his mouth, but he wanted to speak but stopped.

Qianmo said indifferently: "It's for my deity, right? I didn't expect you to care so much about her."

“…”

Zhuo Yunxian lowered his head, but remained silent.

In the past, Zhuo Yunxian rejected Qian Mo's evil thoughts and thought they were two people, but now he suddenly felt that whether it was Qian Mo's original deity or Qian Mo's evil thoughts, they all had the same past and had experienced the same sufferings, in fact, they were all Qian Mo, and there was not much difference.

Some people say that if you like someone, you should like everything about the other person and tolerate all the good or bad things about the other person.

Although Zhuo Yunxian never said the word "like", he would not deny that he had a special relationship with Qianmo, caring, dependent, admiring, and respecting.

Such complex feelings can no longer be interpreted by the simple word "like".

After a moment of silence, Zhuo Yunxian slowly spoke: "Senior, I don't want to save you, I hope you can be happy, I hope you can let go... If there are still things that cannot be let go, I am willing to carry them for you, and if there are things that owe you, I will also help you get justice."

Qianmo said expressionlessly: "Do you know that I am transformed by evil thoughts? If I let go of hatred and evil thoughts, I will disappear forever... But I don't want to disappear, I am unwilling to give up."

Although Qianmo did not cry or tears, Zhuo Yunxian felt the grief in the other party's heart.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong."

Zhuo Yunxian apologized silently and felt very uncomfortable.

Qianmo said undeniably: "Zhuo Yunxian, since I saw you, I knew that my destiny was destined. You are the descendant of Taixu Immortal Sect and a person I recognized. I can't kill you, so I can only be saved by you. But... I am really unwilling to give up."

As he spoke, Qianmo's body began to be illusory and almost disappeared.

She is a soul body, and under the erosion of the will of the demon god, she couldn't hold on for long, especially since he had used a large number of soul sources to save Zhuo Yunxian.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I shouldn't have come here, I've hurt you!"

Zhuo Yunxian apologized desperately, but in the end he couldn't help but step forward and hug Qianmo, very tightly, as if he was afraid that the other party would disappear as soon as he let go.

Sad and sad! Painful and regretful!

If time could go back, Zhuo Yunxian would definitely treat Qianmo well and would not hurt the other party again.

"sorry……"

Zhuo Yunxian silently shed tears and felt sad like a child. Perhaps in Qianmo's eyes, Zhuo Yunxian was originally a child.

Qianmo's body trembled slightly, and the originally cold heart had a hint of warmth. It seemed that death was not that scary in his eyes.

She has endured too much suffering in her life. She has a shallow evil thought, so she will always live in the shadows and in pain. However, at this moment, she suddenly feels that her life has not been in vain, at least... at least someone has cried for her.

Qianmo's eyes were empty, as if he had lost his spirit: "Zhuo Yunxian, don't apologize, I have never blamed you. Thank you for staying with me for so long. In fact, I should have let it go long ago..."

"No! I won't let you disappear."

Zhuo Yunxian's soul ignited spontaneously, and a large amount of original power poured into Qianmo's body.

"Why are you doing this? It's useless..."

Qianmo pushed Zhuo Yunxian away and looked at the other person with a smile. His smile was warmer than spring and brighter than flowers.

“No—No—”

"boom--"

The soul exploded, and the powerful soul power surged into the sky, and Qianmo completely disappeared in front of her. However, she used her last power to break the blood-colored space, bringing a glimmer of hope to Zhuo Yunxian.

"Qianmo——"

Zhuo Yunxian was furious, and his seven emotions and six desires surged wildly, and he immediately woke up the sleeping Tianxie, and a cold thought came into his heart.

“Buzz!”

Bloody shocks and space distorts.

Under the impact of Zhuo Yunxian's anger, the blood-colored space collapsed bit by bit.

Just then, a gray bead fell from the blood-colored space and was grabbed by Zhuo Yunxian.

Looking at the stone in his hand, Zhuo Yunxian's crazy mood gradually calmed down... This is the natal soul stone that the old man Zhenye once mentioned, carrying the evil thoughts of Qianmo.

It’s a pity that the soul stone in my life is dead at this moment and there is no chance of life.

"Qianmo! Qianmo!"

Zhuo Yunxian incorporated his divine thoughts into the soul stone, but he did not respond at all.

"Tianxie! Come out, come out!"

"Tianxie, aren't you going to take over the body? You come out, I'll give you my body, as long as you can save Qianmo...you come out!"

"I beg you!"

Zhuo Yunxian begged hard, but there was still a trace of thought in his heart. He hoped that Tianxie could have a way to resurrect Qianmo. Now he no longer cared about so much. As long as he could resurrect Qianmo, he was willing to pay any price.

"What's the name of a little brat? Why don't you leave quickly!"

Tian Xie was wearing black clothes and took advantage of the crack that Qianmo broke, and directly pulled Zhuo Yunxian's soul away from the place.

At the same time, the Great Movement Divine Talisman was activated, and Zhuo Yunxian disappeared into the blood pool.

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Chapter completed!
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