Tian Kuan let go of the palm that grabbed Wang Shouchuan's throat, but grabbed his arm.

A series of terrifying blood patterns appeared on Wang Shouchuan's face, and he hissed: "Kill me, kill me!"

"Kill you?"

Tian Kuan firmly grasped Wang Shouchuan's body and said, "It depends on whether our Master Han can be cruel."

"Kill me..."

Wang Shouchuan's screams became turbid and blurred.

Hearing the master's scream, Ai Hui reached out to pick the charming blood plum blossoms without expression and threw them into his mouth.

Just as the girl in red showed a successful plan, he said lightly: "I will destroy the blood of God."

The smile of the girl in red is frozen.

Blood of God...How did he know about Blood of God?

Ai Hui did not look at her anymore. He held the Dragon Spin Sword in his hand tightly and turned to look at Tian Kuan in the sky ahead.

A strange force filled his body, and his body exuded an extremely cold aura.

His face was as cold as a rock, and his clear edges and corners were like a knife and an axe, without any expression. He was like witnessing a farce that had nothing to do with him.

The master's wife is on the verge of collapse...

He saw the master showing off his plan like a child, and he was so proud that he would have no regrets when he died, just to help her.

The master was struggling, his low roar was deep pain and despair, and his desire to die...

Can death be without regrets if you desire death? Do you rather die than be destroyed by your hard work? Do you rather die than be destroyed? Do you rather die than be crushed?

Yesterday I was still planning to take my master's wife to the old land to open an embroidery workshop and accompany them to the last years.

There is no last time.

Ai Hui felt like he was falling into boundless darkness, coldness, and darkness swept towards him, but he knew that he had one last thing to do.

He wants to defend the pride of his master's wife.

The girl in red suddenly expanded her pupils, and Ai Hui in front of her disappeared like air. With her strength, she couldn't see clearly how Ai Hui disappeared.

The sky suddenly darkened and the night fell.

The unparalleled light blooms in the darkness.

Return to Yetan, when it blooms, the night turns back to come.

Countless flashes of cereus fall from the sky, with light and rain falling, as sad as a painting.

Tian Kuan's pupils suddenly contracted, and the blood and spiritual power in his body suddenly exploded. As soon as his body was about to move, he suddenly froze.

He looked down at his chest, and a sword penetrated his body, his eyes full of disbelief.

Wang Shouchuan's body relaxed. Looking at the blade on his chest, he recognized that it was Ai Hui's sword. The struggle on his face receded like a tide. His expression was peaceful, and blood foam gushed out from the corner of his mouth.

He smiled, he couldn't see Ai Hui, and said vaguely: "Good boy."

Han Yuqin stared at Wang Shouchuan blankly.

Wang Shouchuan turned his face hard, his vision was blurred, and he could only see a vague figure. He was like returning to the scene when he first saw her when he was eighteen years old, and the cowardly boy did not dare to look directly at her face.

Walk through and grow old together.

Unfortunately, I can't wait for the end.

He waved his hand gently in the direction of her with his last trace of strength.

Looking at Wang Shouchuan's peacefully closed face, Han Yuqin's tears burst out again, with a long roar, and the sword-like sunlight pierced the darkness and thick clouds again. Countless flames rose around her, and the five elements rings above her head began to rotate.

Yuanli burned her flesh and blood, and she looked solemn like a phoenix standing in a flame.

The slender hand led the way, and a beam of light broke through the air, which was her needle and thread.

Beams of light gathered from all directions, hovering around her, like fish chasing.

Her slender and white arms were raised over the top, and she turned her body like singing and dancing.

Shouchuan, this is what you taught me.

Shouchuan, this is your hard work.

The beams rotated with her body, and they rushed into the sky and suddenly flew to every corner of Songjian City like raindrops. They drilled into the ground, Songjian City was like a huge piece of cloth, and the beams were like jumping needles and threads, shuttled through Songjian City.

The girl in red changed her face and she pulled away quickly.

The blood-colored Songjian City retreated, and the plants emerged from the ground. They grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, and green spread in Songjian City. The ruins crawled and gravel wastes were like an invisible hand controlling them. The broken ground was as intact as before, and the buildings returned to the beginning.

Time seems to flow back.

Matsuma Castle returns to its original time.

The fire cover enveloped the entire Songjian City.

Tian Kuan, who was pierced by the Dragon Spinal Sword, had no time to scream, and it dissipated like flying ashes. Wang Shouchuan's body also turned into flying ashes, leaving only one single arm.

Ai Hui subconsciously caught the master's arm and landed on the ground.

A ray of light fell beside Ai Hui, but it was Han Yuqin. Han Yuqin was surrounded by flames, and the flesh and blood were constantly melting. She looked at Ai Hui: "Good child, Master and Master's wife want to thank you."

Her eyes were complicated, relieved, grateful, pity, and worried.

If it weren't for Ai Hui, all his efforts would have turned into a waste, and all his sacrifices would have no value. Ai Hui, who made such a choice, suffered extraordinary pain.

Ai Hui pursed his lips tightly.

"Hui'er, you have great ability. Help your master's wife take good care of your senior sister Mingxiu."

"Master!" Mingxiu cried in tears.

Han Yuqin took Wang Shouchuan's broken arm from Ai Hui, just like usual, with gentle faces tightly clasped his fingers, and told Ai Hui: "Master's wife is gone, Hui'er, Mingxiu, bury me and your master together."

The flames soared into the sky, and her body was swallowed by the flames, but the hand holding the broken arms had no flames.

When the fire disappeared, only two tightly clasped arms remained.

Ai Huiran carefully picked up the pair of tight arms.

A drop of raindrops as big as beans fell on his hands. In a blink of an eye, heavy rain tilted down, passing through the sky fire cover, and hitting the ground. In a moment, the sky and the earth were filled with rain and fog.

The plan with the city as the cloth was successful, and the five elements of Songjian City were integrated into one, and the blood beast and blood cultivator could not exist in Songjian City, and it was finally safe. But everyone was not happy at all, and no one expected that the final battle would be so tragic.

Seeing the sacrifice of Wang Shouchuan and Han Yuqin with their own eyes, it was still in such a tragic way, and everyone was filled with mixed feelings.

Shi Xueman looked at Ai Hui who was digging a hole in the heavy rain with worry. He refused everyone's help and digged a hole in the mud and water with Mingxiu.

She could not imagine how painful and sad Ai Hui felt at this moment.

The fat man suddenly said, "When I was in the wilderness, Ai Hui never helped me when I dug a hole. He didn't dig a hole for dead people. He said that everyone was dead, so there was no difference between burying it or not."

Everyone was silent.

Ai Hui carefully put his arms tightly clasped together into the dug pit and covered the soil. Mingxiu handed over a wooden sign, and he wrote "The Tomb of Master and My Lady" crookedly on it.

Put the wooden sign in place.

He knelt in front of the tomb, staring at the tombstone, like a stone statue, letting the rain hit his face, flowing wildly.
Chapter completed!