Yu Jingzhong suddenly spit out blood, his knees were soft, and he was half-knelt on the ground. He felt that his throat was sore as if pierced, and he couldn't even make a sound.

Not far away, the head shook his body, and then touched his neck slightly uncomfortably.

"How is this going……"

"Mirror reflection," the head smiled slightly, his eyes flashing with joke, "the inevitable phenomenon when using Hachiko to attack its owner."

He didn't say it, but his face clearly said "You shouldn't be so naive, thinking that this simple can defeat the villain boss".

reflection of mirror? Can all attacks bounce back to myself? What the **** is going on? !!

Yu Jingzhong was shocked in his heart. The first reaction was that he would end up with this person today. After thinking about it, he would react again. The already enchanted Tian Zhi Qi Zhi must be more resistant than himself. After both losses, he must hang himself first!

At that moment, Yu Jingzhong remembered that he used to be a normal human, and Zhou Hui always joked and seriously asked him to eat what elixir, but he never took it seriously and suddenly his intestines were regretful.

Oh shit!

What should we do now? !!

The head of the sleeve set his hands up, revealing the holed neck with no worries, and walked very leisurely.

Yu Jingzhong stood in front of Yan Lanyu with pain, his muzzle pointed at the left chest of the head, hesitated for a moment, his fingers trembled slightly.

Do you want to shoot? He didn't believe anyone could get up with a hole in his heart.

But what if the other person really doesn't care about the damage of **, and he is stung first? !!

The head's eyes seemed to look very interesting, walking step by step, seeing approaching. Yu Jingzhong never had time to hesitate, gritted his teeth and raised his hand, right in the heart of the head!

With a loud bang, the head stepped back a few steps, and Yu Jingzhong fell to the ground!

Mr. Yu may not have experienced this kind of severe pain in his life. There was only one thought left in his mind at that moment. In the Qiongyao drama that year, "I feel like my heart is going to die." It was the feeling of dying.

Suddenly, he saw the head of the man pulling Yan Lanyu from the ground, and laughed while coughing sharply: "It really shot. I don't see how kind you are ..."

Yu Jingzhong didn't know where the strength came from. He suddenly stood up and rushed to the head. With his weight, he pushed the other person down on the rock, and punched him hard!

At this time, he was already in pain, even each nerve was shaking like electricity, and the muscles of the arms and thighs were violently convulsed. The reason why I can still hold this breath in my throat is not so much physical strength, but rather willpower.

He didn't know where his fist was hit. He hit the stone a few times, and the blood spilled out along his fingers. What is more terrible is that every punch hitting the head of the body returns to himself with the same strength, the pain numbs him, his consciousness falls into a strange state of trance, and the retina is glowing with chaotic golden light due to strong congestion.

His phalanges almost shattered, a hoarse roar was issued, and his face was rubbed against the ground with his fist slamming away!

Cracked fine lines were left on the rock surface instantly, bang! Suddenly the head turned Yu Jingzhong.

"Huh ... huh ..." Every time Yu Jingzhong took a breath, his nose was full of rust, and he staggered up from the ground. I saw the head leaning against a dead tree, wiped the blood off the mouth, and smiled: "It's worthy of being in the mirror ..."

Yu Jingzhong's ears were filled with blood, but he couldn't really understand what he was talking about. It took a while for his gaze to narrowly focus, and he saw that the corners of Tian Zhi's eyes and nasal cavity were bleeding.

Yu Jingzhong feels strange.

How can a person who has not shed half a drop of blood even if his heart is punctured by bullets?

His thinking was affected by severe pain, and he looked dullly at his right hand for several seconds.

——The hand was covered with dirt, the joint was cracked, and the phalanx of Bai Sensen was faintly visible. The nails blur the flesh of the palms, and they do not look like human hands.

However, the pentagram on the palm is still very clear, and there are countless detailed mantras around it, even shimmering through the fragmented flesh.

... is it because of it?

Yu Jingzhong has researched the Eight Camera, and knows that the symbol representing it is not like this. The pentagram is actually the totem of the yin and yang warlock. Each yin and yang division has its own unique pentagram. Although it looks exactly the same, it actually shows thousands of subtle differences due to different personal mana.

So is this pentagram actually Yan Lanyu?

Is it Yan Lanyu's soul that surrounds Jing Xin?

Yu Jingzhong gasped heavily, and suddenly a huge sorrow and anger burst into his heart. The emotion was so strong and rapid that it swept all his consciousness like a hurricane, and even completely covered the severe pain of many muscles and bones.

Until the last moment he was desperately protecting me, but I couldn't save him.

I couldn't even take him back.

Yu Jingzhong's throat was congested, and he gave a husky gasp, biting his back molars tightly.

Tian Zhi Qi Zhi stood up, although his demon body had been completely destroyed and looked a bit embarrassed, but it was better than Yu Jingzhong, who was scarred. However, just as he approached Yan Lanyu, a gunshot sounded in his ear, and then he kneeled softly and half on the knee.

咣 Dang!

I saw that Yu Zhongzhong slammed the gun on the ground and rushed forward, and the action was almost a life-threatening effort, and he pushed the head down and rolled down the mound!

The head of the chaos caught Yu Jingzhong with his backhand. During the rolling down process, the two of them evenly shared the burning of the sharp dead branches, gravel and the hot land in the explosion, and then banged heavily in the stone goblet.

Yu Jingzhong spurted a spit of blood, Tian Qi Qi Zhi backhandedly pinched his neck!

Struggling silently for a few seconds, like a tragic mime. In the darkness, Yu Jingzhong's hands were flowing with blood and blue veins bursting out. He lifted up inch by inch and got stuck in the throat of Tian Zhiqi.

This is only a matter of life and death, but every millisecond is stretched infinitely, and there is no end in suffocation.

Yu Jingzhong has never felt so clear and sincere as he is now. Today all this is coming to an end. His life is here to end, turned into a bone, turned into mud, forever disappearing in this foreign land.

Just die, he thought calmly.

Even if she didn't die, Yan Lanyu wouldn't be able to survive it. I would just go with him. I heard that Huang Quanlu is not easy to go. I will be a companion with him, and I hope that I will be able to rebirth together in my next life.

His fingers were still holding the larynx of Tenzuki's throat like iron clamps, but the sage had fallen into darkness in the chaos caused by hypoxia. His eardrums whistled as the blood crashed, sounding like the sound of a tide.

As if the last night with Yan Lanyu, the sea he dreamed of.

The flames were burning on the sea, and countless pale arms were waving, such as the woods of the Devil Realm. On the cross-like wooden stake not far away, the grown-up young Yan Lanyu broke off the rope, stepped barefoot on the sea, and walked in front of Jingzhong.

Yu Jingzhong floated in the waves, raised his head and looked at him.

I saw Yan Lanyu's body as incomplete as if she had been cut by a knife, with muscles ** and exposed bones. His face was a strange grayish white, without a bit of anger, like a hazy sky.

His pupils were cloudy, and he was no longer a living person. However, Yu Jingzhong could feel those eyes looking at him.

Very sad, missed, and looked at him tenderly.

"... Layu ..."

Why are you hurt?

Who made you like this?

Yu Jingzhong opened his mouth in vain, but could not make any sound.

There was a sad smile on Yan Lanyu's face, he pointed to himself, and said a word silently. He couldn't hear his voice in the stormy sea, but his mouth shape was familiar, and he seemed to be saying: I am ...

What is it

Yu Jingzhong's mind became more and more chaotic. He had reached the end of the crossbow.

Real, last moment.

Yan Lanyu squatted, and gently kissed the corner of Jingzhong's lips. Although he knew it was just his soul, the touch of his lips was so real that even the cold and desperate breath came through his nose.

Yu Jingzhong realized what was happening, and then saw Yan Lanyu reach out and grab him, pulling him out suddenly from the sea!

Wow--

The sound of water splashed and Yu Jingzhong's eyes changed, and the scene changed suddenly!

I saw him return to reality from the illusion. Under him was the hard and hot land, and his hands were still holding on to the throat of Tian Qi Qi Zhi, and it was not the sound of water, but blood!

——It was the sound of blood flower splattering quickly in front of Qi Zhi's chest!

Yu Jingzhong's pupils tightened, and the pressure on his neck relaxed a second, and fresh air poured into the lungs, causing him to have a full body spasm.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh ..." Yu Jingzhong rolled over on his knees, coughed his mouth and coughed up black blood, and half a stun shook violently and looked up. The sight in front of him surprised him.

I saw Tian Zhi Qi Zhi fell to the place where he fought and died just now, and his chest was pierced with a sharp weapon, and a lot of blood continued to flow. And he stood in front of him, like Yan Yanyu who was young in the illusion just now!

Yan Lanyu looks twenty-seven years old, but her face hasn't changed much, but she looks especially ashamed because she is lifeless. In contrast, he looked very quiet, staring slightly at Tian Qi Qi Zhi, his right hand with four fingers close together, blood crisscrossed, and his fingers converged on the ground.

At the very moment of his death, it was him who pierced the heart of Tenshi Qizhi!

"... Finally ... I was finally forced out of you," every time Tian Zhi Qi Zhi said a word, his mouth was bleeding, but his expression seemed very happy:

"Now, you haven't seen me like this for years. It's really missed ... you can't be foolish now?"

Yan Lanyu stared at him quietly.

The wind blowing from the other side of Huangquan passed through the mountains and forests, brushed the mounds, and swept toward the endless night, with countless grieving spirits and unceasing crying and obsessiveness, whistling to the distance.

"I don't know what you are talking about," Yan Lanyu said lightly after a long time.

His voice was very hoarse, as if the vocal cords were damaged, and it sounded slightly weird.

However, the indifference and distant nature has not changed through the yin and yang days and the long years.

"Still clinging to the role of the" stranger "? Is it your signature line?" Tian Zhi Qizhi laughed, covered his mouth and made a muffled cough, as if shaking from his chest.

He was very hurt, and Yan Lanyu's piercing through his heart was fatal.

"But forget it, I just want to know what you are doing now-the wrong beginning of the story is corrected, and the ending should become another trend, right? I'm just a little curious ..."

Tianji Qizhi turned his head to look at Yu Jingzhong, and smiled a little bit: "I reminded you earlier, Mr. Agent, the villain died of curiosity."

Yu Jingzhong was kneeling on the ground and panting, unable to say a word.

"Curiosity exists for everyone, and respect for the villain's curiosity."

"It's often the key to the protagonist's defeat of the villains in the ending of the story."

...

Did he hint at such a direction from the beginning, what was thinking in the mind of a man after he entered the demon? !!

"After the enchantment, the years are long, you won't really die, but this is no longer the place where you and I should be." Yan Lanyu paused, and the ending disappeared into the air, as if a long and silent sigh.

"Come on, God of Heaven. The soul has a distance to which the soul should go."

He stretched out his hand, and Yu Jingzhong suddenly had an ominous hunch, and suddenly said, "No!-Yan Lanyu!"

But the latter just looked up and smiled at him. There was bitterness, nostalgia, and helplessness in that expression, but there was something deeper, as if a relief.

It was like a pedestrian who saw the end point after a long journey, but also a worshiper who finally carried his bag and set off for a distant mountain.

At the same time, he stretched out his hand and pressed it on the heart of Tenji Qizhi, and a golden pentagram with a complex mantra inscribed suddenly on the back of his hand!

Yu Jingzhong glanced at his own hand, and sure enough the pentagram was gone. Immediately after that, the space-time gap collapsed suddenly, as if the black curtain slowly opened. Behind the curtain was an endless abyss of hell, and countless entangled fierce ghosts burst into tears!

The cold air flow formed a hurricane, and Yu Zhongzhong fell to the ground in chaos, and saw that the gate to Hell instantly swallowed Yan Lanyu and Tian Zhi Qi Zhi simultaneously.

"Yan Lanyu ..." Yu Jingzhong yelled, "Yan Lanyu !!"

He almost climbed the rock and rushed forward, saying that time was fast, and he met Yan Lanyu's fingertips in a thousandth of a second!

-But then, the hands of the two crossed, Yan Lanyu fell into the abyss and waved at him with a smile.

That is the last scene that Yu Jingzhong saw before the gate of **** was closed.

"Yan Lanyu! Come back !!!"

The void shook suddenly, and the air closed silently. The illusion completely disappeared in the wind, and even the last shadow was completely gone within a few seconds. The mountain forest was left only with sores and scorched rocks, and the blood stains left after fighting all over the ground.

Yu Jingzhong's blood was all over his body, his hands and feet were soft, and he couldn't stand up after shaking several times.

No, it's impossible ...

It must not be like this ...

He grabbed the clods with a full hand, almost crawling in a row, and rushed back to the mound just now. He couldn't feel the pain of being cut and scratched by rubble. He couldn't even hear any sound. Only the blood hit the top of the head and eardrum. The heart seemed to be tightly pulled into pieces of meat that would burst at any time.

哐 When he turned over the mound and fell to the ground, he didn't even care to get up, looked up and looked forward.

-Yan Lanyu lay there quietly.

He was abandoned on the ground as if alone, and his chest was motionless, as if he didn't even have the faint undulations of his breath, completely melting with the cold, deep night in the distance. 2k novel reading network