Between life and death, all the wind spirits in their bodies were crazy about sacrifice... For the first time, it was so crazy... "Sheermei! Don't underestimate me!!"

The sky, which was originally covered with lightning, suddenly became stained with a hint of white... The endless wind elements gradually spread out, and a fierce flame gradually stained the man's body...

"This is not the last time!!" The man said this without hesitation, but what he thought in his heart was a dreamlike face...

In Shermei's shocked eyes, the man was suddenly lifted up by a gust of wind and landed steadily on the spot. He stomped his feet and bent his waist uncontrollably. His white hair was blown by the fluttering energy... Then, there was a crazy and hot white flame, and... a violent storm sweeping around him...

Red light! Super must-kill! Kuilong * patterned ghost pillar * flame wind!

"Ah!~" Shermei screamed in tears, and was pulled into the vortex of flame by the incandescent fire pillar, constantly sweeping her body. The wind everywhere around her was crazily tearing Shermei's body. Shermei's whole body was as transparent as if dyed with white paint, struggling hard in the pillar of fire that coexisted by wind and fire...

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After the storm, Shermei's slender body fell straight in the air... "Puff..." A burst of blood surging, Shermei sprayed blood mist all over the sky, and her lilac lips looked even paler...

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"Sheermei!!" Qijiashe was shocked, and his heart seemed to be hit hard by a giant hammer... His body, which was about to jump up, also stopped in the air with stiffness...

"Cry, shout, and then go to die... Hahahahaha... Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

"Woo..." Hongming! Super sure-kill! Eight-children!

Yajimian seemed to be crazy, instantly caught the stiff body of Qiya Society, and fiercely tore up Qiya Society lying underground...

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"Thank you, Shermei!" One of the fingers raised by Chris was still burning with a tuft of blue and purple flames. Chris, who had just flashed red light, suddenly stopped, and a sad look appeared on his face. Just like the Qisha Society, there was a brief loss of consciousness. This was only a short loss of consciousness, but in the battle of such a top fighter... it was fatal...

Kagura Chihiro's crystal eyes flashed violently, and he was overjoyed: Good! Bai Yan!! Immediately afterwards, his subordinates were not slow! "Two hundred styles of life? A quick blessing!"

Without hitting Chris's body, Kagura Chihiro gritted his silver teeth and reversed his energy. At this time, he didn't care about hurting the enemy, causing himself to be damaged by eight hundred, and violently released his tragic energy...

Red light! Super must-kill! Pseudo-god skills! Zero skills!

Boom... Chris's small body was blown away... A holy aura burst out from his body, flashing...

Cao Jing wiped a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, pressed the energy that was running wildly in his body, and his whole body was transparent, and a red flame suddenly ignited, just like the god of fire... The tragic red light also appeared on Cao Jing's right arm, aiming at Chris flying in...

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"Ahem...Ahem..." Shaking his body, slowly walking towards Shermei...

Watching Shermei's chest keeps rising and falling, the corners of her lilac lips gradually turn white...

"Haha...Romantic...Ahem...Man..." Shermei fell to the ground, looked at the man in front of her, gently stretched out her hand, trying to touch his cheek... Her hands were frozen and stagnant in the air, murmured: "I have overdrawn too much physical strength...The lightning in the sky does not belong to me, I just borrowed too much... This is how nature is, isn't it eternal balance... The borrowed things will be returned sooner or later..."

Sizzling... A trace of blood was gradually flowing from the corners of Shermei's lavender lips, bright red, dazzling... slowly dyed the ground...

"Let me hug you, okay..." Shermei's soft voice was full of hope, and her eyes behind her purple bangs were deeply staring at the man's dark eyes...

I slowly bent down, gently picked up Shermei, and wiped away the blood that kept gushing out of the corners of my lips...

Shermei's eyes gradually became blurred, with a hint of happiness... Rub... fingers passed by, and a blood mark appeared on the man's face... Shermei raised her head with difficulty, trying to get close, but found that she had no strength in her body. Her purple lips remained a few centimeters of the man's cheek, and could no longer move forward... It was a short distance...

Feeling Shermei's movements in her arms, she sighed helplessly and slowly put her face over... Of course I know what she is going to do... Then, a slippery flash of her face...

"Hehe... I've long been... cough cough... said... cough... it's it..." Shermei whispered softly, constantly licking the blood mark, with a hint of sadness in her voice, and said, "I am the butterfly played with by the master. The mission is completed. The master no longer needs me. It's time for me to turn into powder and drift with the wind..."

Shermei looked at the man without saying anything, but just looked at herself silently, smiled miserably, and continued: "It turns out that being hugged is not like this... But what about the taste of people worrying about? Unfortunately, I didn't taste it until I died..."

"When a person becomes curious... he is not far from falling!" Shermei licked her dry lips and said softly: "Do you still remember this sentence? Hehe... as cruel and sinister as Goniz, you can hand over the Spirit of Wind to you. Mai Zhuo and Yusi are willing to be by your side... I'm really curious..."

"Bai Yan, maybe, I like you a little, just a little bit, don't be too sentimental... Um~ Um..." Before Schermei finished speaking, she felt that she was being held in her arms with a fierce hug, and her fragrant lips had been occupied...

Shermei's tongue is very soft, very soft, but very cold... gently sucking the soft lilac lips, and her mouth is sweet and salty. I know that it is the blood that Shermei can't control and sheds...

"Um..." Shermei breathed a sigh of relief, licked her lips in reminiscent, and said happily: "Is this kiss before parting? So domineering... Haha, when have you learned our French etiquette?" As she said that, Shermei was suddenly stunned because the man... gently lifted her purple bangs...

The eyes that are no longer red like sapphire have changed color... purple... mysterious and seductive purple, crystal clear and magnificent...

"when!"

"Hmm..." Shermei seemed to hear something funny, and she laughed out loud with a 'puff' and said jokingly: "I don't know either, it seems, it was a long time ago..."

Shermei looked at the man's dark eyes, her eyes full of regret and regret, and knew that he was really sad for her... Shermei smiled softly, pursed her lips, and said slowly: "I am already very happy. If I can die in the arms of the person I like, let me go... get rid of the shackles of fate..."

Suddenly! Shermei didn't know where she got the strength, and she raised her hand and was about to penetrate her chest hard...

Swish...Sheermei's raised hand suddenly froze in the air... Because, the man's trembling voice suddenly came: "This is not to get rid of the shackles of fate, but to follow the trajectory it gave you like Goniz, and drive quietly..." The man's voice was a little trembling, a little sad, obviously thinking of something...

Shermei widened her purple mysterious eyes and stared at the man... sizzling blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, her eyes were a little blurry, and the purple bangs that were scattered beside her were flying gently in the breeze... Then, Shermei smiled softly, very beautiful, very beautiful...

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"Haha...what can you hit me, what can I do?" Qijia Society was lying underground, messy and damaged, with traces of blue and purple flames around her. Her tired face was filled with crazy laughter... "You can only act against you! Haha... Our goal has been achieved, haha..."

Zhen Yuanzhai was lying softly on the ground, her turbid eyes searching for the familiar figure. From a distance, Zhen Yuanzhai looked at two weak bodies lying softly on the ground, and her heart suddenly became tight. She had accompanied her many years of apprentices, who were like her grandchildren, lying on the ground like she lost her life. For a moment, bitterness, depression, and all kinds of tastes surged into her heart... Two wet marks passed through the turbid eyes and fell silently on the ground... Tears were scattered... slowly closed her eyes. At this moment, an old man who had been nearly a hundred years, the fragile heart wrapped in carefully finally broke and scattered all over the ground...

Then, Zhen Yuanzhai's body gradually turned gray and white...

Taili held the brim of the hat, and his infinitely overdrawn body could no longer support it... After confirming that the hat was neatly carried, a smile hung on the corner of his mouth, so free and easy, so charming... The ever-sharp eyes gradually became empty, and blood that could not be suppressed from the corner of his mouth kept surging out... The body slowly fell backwards and fell heavily to the ground...

Similarly... Like a group of fighters, their bodies gradually turned gray and white... as if they had gone to another world...

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Yagami stood quietly, putting his hands in his pockets, looking at the two people who were blending into the big background, silent...

"Isan Temple!" Kagura Chizuru shouted from afar, his face filled with concern... Similarly, their battle has ended...

Before Yagami's words were said, the snow, who was crying secretly, suddenly shone gradually... becoming more and more dazzling and brighter...

"Snow!!" Cao Jing didn't care about Chris lying on the ground, and hurriedly ran towards Xue, but... before he could run two steps... he suddenly became stunned and could no longer take steps... because Chris behind him floated quietly...

"Haha...hahahaha!" Qijia Society, who was lying on the ground, burst into laughter and heart-wrenchingly... "Fate, this is fate... Haha... Master, am I finally going to be free? Have I finally fulfilled my mission... Haha... Hahaha..." Touch! Qijia Society's hand suddenly penetrated into his chest, pulled it up quickly, and the one holding it was the spirit of the Heavenly King...

Touch! Without hesitation, the Qisha Society directly crushed the spirit of the Heavenly King in his hand...

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