"After all, I have reached the end of my rope." The calm voice echoed between heaven and earth. Compared with the innocence of childhood and the weakness of girlhood, the 20-year-old Xu Moli has eyes like a deep pool, a cold and peerless appearance, and fluttering clothes like a fairy from heaven. Black hair like a waterfall, lightly tied with a jade hairpin. Slender fingers, holding a sword to defend against the enemy. Sharp, strong, and sharp. No one knows what experience Xu Moli has had. Every move and style carries a terrible power, killing the demon monks. However, human power has its limits. As the demon monks set up a large formation, Xu Moli, who is only at the foundation-building level, soon fell into the dilemma of being surrounded and blocked. Is he going to die? Feeling that there is not much mana left and the almost broken magic sword, he looked at the airtight demon formation around him.
Xu Moli smiled lightly, with murderous intent in his smile. "Demon rats, come and fight!" Ignoring the so-called persuasion to surrender, in the eyes of the demon monks who were shocked and angry, the female sword fairy slashed out the last amazing sword and instantly killed two early Jindan. Then she was bombarded by many magic weapons and fell straight from the air. The girl knew. With the current situation, no one will come to support and save her. But she was not afraid or regretful. Long ago, she was ready to die at any time, after all, she was a person who had walked through the gates of hell. However, when she thought of saying goodbye to the world, she felt more or less reluctant, some for the Tianjian Sect, some for her master Li Wanshou, and some for Black Stone City, and—— The man who accompanied her for eight or nine tenths of her life, warm and reassuring, but now has long gone. In the past three years. Xu Moli has experienced many things and has been to many places. But no matter how new the scenery is, it can't fill the emptiness after the man left. What kind of feelings do I have for that man? Every night when it's late and quiet, Xu Moli will ask himself again in his heart. Is it hatred? It seems so, I hate that he left without saying goodbye. Is it love? It's a bit like, but not quite. It's different from the love and family affection that ordinary people talk about. It's an inexplicable feeling that wants to be together forever. But now. There is no need to consider these anymore. After all, I'm going to die soon.
Inexplicably, when his life is in danger, Xu Moli looks at the demon cultivator who is gathering his killing power in the air again, and a thought of relief emerges in his heart. Fortunately, the man has left Tianjian Sect long ago. Otherwise, he will be in danger today, and he may even die. That is a scene that the girl never wants to see. "Tear——" The sound of tearing cloth suddenly echoed in the sky, making the girl who was calmly waiting for death stunned for a moment. She looked up at the sky, but found that the sky of despair was cut off by the sword light. Looking carefully, you can see a familiar blood-stained figure stumbling towards here. That was her most dependent brother. That was her only hero. That was the important person for whom she was happy and sad. But why, why did that person appear here! ? "No, don't... Stop, stop!" "No, no, absolutely don't, don't keep coming over here——!!!", panic and confusion instantly occupied the girl's originally cold face. She vaguely foresaw something, a very terrible and absolutely unacceptable future. But Xu Xi was still moving forward. Like before, when the girl needed him the most, he went to the girl's side. ... [Pain, too much pain] [Your consciousness is overwhelmed by endless pain, you almost lose the ability to think, but you still remember clearly that the purpose of your trip is to protect your sister] [You drive the wooden sword back to the long-lost Tianjian Sect] [You see the sect being destroyed, you see your fellow disciples being killed, you see your grown-up sister trapped in the magic] [You swing the wooden sword without hesitation and use the magic you once used to slash at the villains who tried to hurt your treasure. You are discovered and you fight fiercely with the magic monks] Muscles are wailing. Bones are breaking. Blood is spraying. On the battlefield of Tianjian Sect, Xu Xi's whole body is stained with blood, and he looks like he should have died long ago, but he is still moving forward, numbly swinging the wooden sword in his hand. The Nascent Soul magic power that does not belong to him is condensed into a rainbow. He cut a late Jindan monk in the waist. But at the same time, the counterattack from the demon cultivators also caused one of Xu Xi's feet to be cut off and disappeared.
"He is Xu Xi, the first true disciple of the Tianjian Sect. Quick, let's kill him together!" A demon cultivator shouted in fear, recognizing Xu Xi's identity. One move instantly killed the late Jindan warriorThe performance was too amazing. So the demon cultivators were terrified, and under the pressure in their hearts, they all joined forces to attack Xu Xi. "Brother!!!" Xu Moli shouted the long-lost name, her expression was more panicked than ever before, she wanted to break the formation and go out to fight with Xu Xi. But she was too weak. The attack could not break through the constraints of the formation. She could only watch helplessly, with a desperate attitude of tears, watching the blood-stained figure fall again and again, and stand up again and again. "Please, don't..." Another sword light flashed across the sky. Four Jindan demon cultivators died, and Xu Xi also paid the price of breaking his legs. He could no longer stand, and could only crawl on the ground with his hands, moving forward in an extremely slow and funny posture. The wounds of his broken legs continued to bleed. The soil along the road was soaked with blood, forming a long trail of blood. The demon cultivators were terrified and could not tell who was the real demon cultivator for a moment, but they still suppressed their fear and continued to attack Xu Xi. This time, Xu Xi paid the price of being burned black all over and completely losing his left arm. Killed all the remaining Jindan demon cultivators. "No, don't do this... Why, I'm just a burden..." The girl's eyes were dull and she knelt on the ground. She cried her heart out. Tears dripped down her cheeks, dripping on her body and thighs. It was an expression of complete despair and complete collapse. "Please, don't... Don't come over again... Please..." "Woo-woo--!!" Tears flowed. Trembling with fear. Looking at the figure in front of him who was burned black all over, with only the upper body left, struggling to move forward and crawling with one arm, the despair in his heart almost buried his soul. Unable to breathe, unable to think, every subtle movement was filled with great sadness.
He could only tremble and wait for the tragedy to come. Crack—— Finally, the "monster" that was burned beyond human form, leaning on the wooden sword with its only remaining right arm, crawled to the front of the formation that trapped Xu Moli. With the last bit of strength and the last bit of magic power. A sword pierced through the entire formation. Xu Xi's dry lips opened slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but his vocal cords had been burned long ago and he couldn't make any sound. But Xu Moli understood what Xu Xi really wanted to say. "Brother is here to save you, Moli." "Brother didn't lie to you." Bang—— Almost at the moment the formation was broken, Xu Xi closed his eyes slightly, only to feel tired and surging in an instant. He couldn't do anything anymore and just wanted to sleep. In the desperate and collapsed eyes of the girl, Xu Xi's burnt body dissipated in the wind. Didn't give her the slightest chance to save herself. Mouth wide open. Wanted to cry but couldn't. I can only howl in despair, hating my own incompetence over and over again. [You are dead] [Simulation ends]