"But I am the most useless one," Lianhui smiled. "You are like her, but you are not her, I am so happy." She gently put the misty on her temples. The misty hair on the temples, which touched the time, turned into light smoke and white dew and dissipated. Although I am useless, I am still useful, "said Lianhui proudly," I am a Protoss, and I will not die. " She turned and ran out. "I'll ruin it!" 。“ "Protoss," Shao Guang whispered, "can she really save the common people?" 。 Lotus back to run very fast, even if the mountain wind is like a knife stinging, but she crustily skin of head, with the body of immortality, toward the top of the whirlpool. The more he ran up, the thicker the blood on the soles of his feet became, the broken limbs and arms were scattered on the ground, and no creature could live. Choking strong smell of blood, eyeful of black fog and blood red, mournful wail. Lianhui stood alone in the fog of blood, boundless blood, overwhelming sweeping over, like boundless purgatory. Not dead does not mean that there will be no pain, the evil spirit is like a knife, the pain of the heart swept in, like tens of millions of sharp weapons in Ling Chi. Suddenly blood splashes, high splashes of blood column, spray open, like ink rendering, everywhere is red blood. A steady stream of blood into the black whirlpool,
smart interactive whiteboard, with thousands of lives sacrifice, will draw enough blood, killing the immortal array will dissipate. Lianhui remembered every word her mother told her, and every step towards the whirlpool, there were countless evil spirits cutting her skin and spattering blood. She could feel her body healing itself, and as soon as she started to cut the wound, the blood would overflow shallowly, and it would heal. Slowly, the blood oozed and flowed out, and the healing speed became slower and slower. Countless blood poured into the whirlpool, and Lianhui stood in the fog of blood,
touch screen interactive whiteboard, bathed in blood. Her blood sucked into the whirlpool, causing a shock, the black gas dispersed a lot, more and more blood flowed out of the body, the wound more and more torn, pulled, blood spattered out. Lian Hui fell to her knees, and she could feel the vitality passing away bit by bit. It turned out that she was not immortal. When the blood flow is enough, long enough, when the speed of the blood flow is much faster than the speed of self-healing, she will die. It just seems a little too late to know at the moment. The meridians and collaterals were torn and the blood dried up. Lianhui's face was pale and she was kneeling on the ground. The blood had splashed uncontrollably into the air and was absorbed by the whirlpool. Black fog gradually dyed red, constantly shrinking, from the drifting fog, gradually become solid, compressed, condensed, and finally into fist-sized red blood cells, faintly visible inside the blood surge. The boundless evil spirit was all gathered in the blood cells, and all the immortals in Yunqingfeng felt that the evil spirit had disappeared, and the immortals in their hands had long been unable to bear it and turned into fragments. Holding the hand of the fairy vessel tightly, he could not help trembling and looked around,
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interactive whiteboards in the classroom, and the corpses on the ground were like purgatory. Lotus back lying on the top of the mountain, dry blood, blood gradually solidified, she looked up at the sky weakly, see the group of blood cells, bang through the void, disappeared in the cloud peak, I am afraid it was taken back by the Demons of the Blood Moon Demon World. The only remaining immortals flew out with a lingering fear, wishing they could leave the boundless purgatory as soon as possible. Only dressed in white, retrograde, like electricity, slowly fell on the top of Yunqing Peak. "Lian Hui," Shaoguang took her in his arms and saw that her blue clothes were stained with blood, her white cheeks were red, only a pair of clear eyes, the end of the eyes curved, whispered, "Don't worry about me.". Lianhui's hands and feet were cold, and she gradually became unconscious, and her eyelids went straight down. "Lianhui, live, you must live!" Shaoguang raised her sleeve and wiped her cheek. Lian responded, "I will live." Her voice became lighter and lighter, and the dry meridians could no longer shed blood. "Just..", she looked up at the time. "It's so tiring to live.". Shaoguang picked up Lianhui, stepped on the Fairy Sword, and turned into a streamer towards the Pantheon Mountain. Only the Protoss could save Lianhui. Shaoguang, a disciple of Yuqingmen, asks to see the master of the sacred mountain. Shouted Shao Guang, standing in front of Mount Pantheon. Who is presumptuous! Get out of here! Don't you want to see the master of the palace? Someone came forward and shouted in a harsh voice, pouring out the pressure. "Lian Hui is injured, please help her", the rejuvenation of Shaoguang is useless on Lian Hui, and any magic on Lian Hui is useless.
Doubtful eyes fell on the lotus back in Shaoguang's arms, ignoring the blood all over her body, and said slowly, "put the person down, please go back.". Shaoguang looked at each other's attitude, a little uncertain. If you don't leave, leave your life here. "The light of the sword is shining, pointing directly at the time." "Shaoguang, put me down," Lianhui said softly, "This is my home." Speaking of home, it made Lianhui's mouth bitter. Only then did Shaoguang put Lianhui down and leave the Pantheon Mountain. Lianhui lay on the ground, looking at the familiar scenery, but she came back again. The corner of the ink shirt floated past my eyes, and there was a faint fragrance of green fennel. It was Jiushun. The palace master asked you to go to Shenxu Palace, "Jiushun said softly. Lianhui raised her hand weakly," Jiushun, give me a hand. ". Jiushun took a step forward and picked up Lianhui, who was half hanging on her body. "Jiushun, carry me on your back.". Jiushun paused, withdrew his hand and took a step away from her. Lianhui almost fell to the ground and barely stood on the ground. The palace master asked you to go to Shenxu Palace alone. "Lianhui frowned and looked at Jiushun with grievance." You can't help him. " "Your Highness, if you provoke the palace master, I'm afraid the punishment will be heavier," said Jiushun softly. The blood produced by the body's self-healing gushed out of the body before it could swim in the meridians and collaterals. Lianhui chuckled and lifted her legs step by step. Step by step a blood mark, blood dragged all the way, Lianhui stood in front of Shenxu Palace, gently exhaled, she wants to live, she wants to live. The fingers were numb and unconscious, but the heart, when it saw the figure behind the curtain, could not help but tremble. The figure behind the curtain was silent. Lotus back, you want to live ",
smartboards in classrooms, the ear sounded the voice of time, and as if to hear the voice of mother.". Lian Hui knelt down on the ground and pleaded softly, "Ask the palace master to save Lian Hui's life.".
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