Looking at the hands blocking in front of him, Duo vented a strange tone: "My deal with you is over, monk. It's time for me to leave."

"Have you ever thought before you came here, how could I let you go after you take revenge?" Sang Ying paused, "You have begun to lose control of your own strength. Let you leave after taking revenge,

It is my last kindness.”

Sang Ying is not a fool. Even though it is rare in the world, it is still recorded by predecessors.

In the past few hundred years, she studied many books while practicing. Sang Ying knew the terrible filth and knew how harmful it would be if this existence lost its mind.

Besides, judging from its current appearance, it may have been stained with blood in its hands during these three days.

Sang Ying couldn't guarantee that Die would continue to be so rational, so she naturally could not release such an unstable existence.

"So, are you going to kill me, monk?" In the dirty voice, the delicate doll girl suddenly became sharp.

Sang Ying frowned slightly, and it began to attack itself uncontrollably.

Jiang Zhuoxue also felt the indiscriminate attack from the side. He was more direct than Sang Ying and immediately attacked the dirty.

After the filthy pain, the howling sounded louder: "What's wrong with me? I just wanted to survive, and the curse wouldn't let us survive, so we went to find Wuyue Kill, but Wuyue Killed us! We were originally

It’s not damn, it’s him! We just want to survive!”

Its voice keeps changing, sometimes it is a man, sometimes it is a woman, sometimes it is a child.

It was too big, and its huge body made it unable to flexibly avoid Jiang Zhuoxue's attack. After feeling the pain, the filth couldn't control his screams louder.

"But you are dead. Since that's the case, you should face the reality." Jiang Zhuoxue's subordinates' actions became even more ruthless.

After all, it is the dragon clan, and it is extremely powerful. It just so happened that this dirty man was reborn not long ago, so he was not Jiang Zhuoxue's opponent at all.

Sang Ying basically didn't move much, and the filth was almost dispersed by Jiang Zhuxue.

"I just want to survive. I'm contaminated with curses. I want to survive desperately. What's wrong with me?" The dying filthy let out a final roar.

Then, a falling thunder struck the filthy ball. Sang Ying and Jiang Zhuoxue saw the black existence slowly dissipate, and countless souls emerged from it, and flew into the sky in a blink of an eye and disappeared.

"After the death of the monks in the lower realm, they will not enter the cycle of reincarnation. Mortals have four opportunities for reincarnation, but because of the immortal fate, the monks lose the possibility of reincarnation again. When these people embark on the path of cultivation,

They regarded it as the only life-saving straw. They wanted to live and live well. So they could only believe Wuyuesha's deception, because this was their only chance to survive." Sang Ying looked at the no longer clean

The souls disappeared one by one, and the originally hard heart was sore that it was sore.

She couldn't help but murmured: "If a person makes a mistake, will so many people need to be buried with him? If I had known that today would be there, I really hoped that I could have gone back earlier, at least to save you at that time.

”

This is Sang Ying's eternal regret. She failed to save Jiang Zhuoxue at a critical moment, and failed to stop Duan Yuan, the former lord of the Soul City, from distributing the dragon blood to the city people.

If so, she really hopes to have another chance to return to ten thousand years ago to prevent all tragedies from happening.

It was at this time that Jiang Zhuoxue held Sang Ying's cold hand. He looked at his sweetheart's gloomy eyebrows and felt a pity in his heart: "It's actually too late to change everything now."

Sang Ying looked at him and immediately saw his thoughts in Jiang Zhuoxue's expression: "But this will reveal your identity? And the Hidden Underworld is so big, you are alone..."

"I can do it, after all, it's my blood. As long as you help me set up a large enough array, even the entire Tibetan underworld, I can easily peel off the dragon blood from these people." At the end of the story, Jiang Zhuoxue showed a little arrogant.

Sang Ying knew his kindness, and after confirming that the matter of stripping away the dragon blood would not hurt him, she finally nodded: "Since that's the case, let's discuss with Liu Duanyue, and you don't have to expose your identity,

Just give him a little bit of help."

After all, his children were also cursed and could save their children, so he would definitely agree to help.

The prison car was quickly taken back to the city, and the filth was destroyed and left a mark of thunder. What Sang Ying and the others did not notice was that it was the land that had been visited by the lightning, which was small.

A cluster of green grass emerged from the small ground, and a goose-yellow flower quietly emerged from the spit layer, bringing a touch of vitality to the gray-green forest.

...

Liu Duanyue didn't just agree to help. If Sang Ying hadn't said it in advance, she would just have to allocate a few people to her immediately. Liu Duanyue even wanted to call everyone in the city to help the two of them.

Fortunately, Sang Ying interrupted his action in time: "The fact that we two will lift the curse is a big relationship. If you have too many people to arrange, the news will be leaked intentionally or unintentionally, for Jiang Zhuoxue and me.

But it's not a good thing."

The two of them are now tall, but there are many people in the world who are better than them. If they attract others to covet it, it will be a bad idea.

After hearing Sang Ying's words, Liu Duanyue's mind that was knocked out by joy gradually became clear.

"You are right, this matter should not be made public." Jiang Zhuoxue did what so many medical practitioners did, but he could heal the entire Tibetan and underworld in one breath.

I don’t know how much storm it will cause if it spreads.

Liu Duanyue is not the kind of person who is heartbroken. The two of them in front of him have helped him so much, so he naturally has to find a way to protect them.

Thinking of this, Liu Duanyue quickly called her second son back, and after giving him a simple order, she took her son to salute Sang Ying and the others respectfully.

"Thank you for your great kindness. Although this kindness cannot be made public, my father and son will always keep it in mind and never dare to forget it!"

Liu Chengzhi's head also lowered heavily in this sentence. He will always remember the picture today, and the person who brought them a glimmer of life when he was in desperate situation led them to a brighter future.

A few days later, the huge formation set up by Sang Ying based on the entire Wuyue City burst out with unprecedented light at the moment of igniting the spiritual energy.

In this light, all the cursed curses in the entire Tibetan underworld fainted instantly.

Liu Chengzhi could only see that blood beads all over the sky came from all directions and poured into Jiang Zhuoxue's body.

The curse that had tortured the Tibetan Netherworld for many years finally came to an end on this day.

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