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Ying Baiye felt his heartbeat gradually return to a steady state. After the intense mood passed, a feeling of exhaustion and exhaustion surged up. Only then did he realize that the loss of those ink marks had taken away most of his spiritual power.
Ying Baiye concealed his tired look: "That's such an honor."
Xie Yun really had no strength. He simply sat on the sand and smiled with his eyes closed: "What are you doing here?"
When Xie Yun dealt with the shark, he thought he had exhausted his spiritual power, but at this moment, as the ink overflowed, the meridians continued to spasm, squeezing out the last trace of spiritual power.
Inside Xie Yun
The injury couldn't heal on his own, and he was too lazy to take medicine pills. Anyway, according to this divergent trend, sooner or later, he would turn into a paralyzed black ink.
Ying Baiye loosened his body and fell on Xie Yun's body. After the high-speed operation of his spiritual power, the pain of Wanjian's piercing heart was transmitted to his limbs. He raised his head and breathed softly: "I'm afraid you will be lonely, so I will die with you."
Xie Yun opened his eyes, the three words "Ying Baiye" floated in front of his eyes, Xie Yun reached out to catch it, and the three words melted into a ball of ink in his palm.
Xie Yun rubbed the ball of ink on Ying Baiye's clothes: "Okay... I'm not afraid of death, but I am a little afraid of loneliness. However, the master is probably going to be so angry that he has accepted two apprentices who have no shadows. Unfortunately, I didn't prepare the mausoleum. Otherwise, it would be so arrogant to put it here."
Ying Baiye: "...you have to stand in someone else's cemetery when you die, how immoral."
Xie Yun ignored him: "At that time, I should have brought two coffins from the tomb of the master. Not only did I sleep in other people's coffins, which were the first place in the family, I also had to engrave on the tombstone, just write - the tomb of the sword immortal who died prematurely. "
Ying Baiye: "Then what am I writing? The first demon in the stillborn?"
Xie Yun's chest trembled slightly and said with a smile, "Shameless."
Xie Yun's heart was strangely peaceful.
In the cycle of life and death, monks compete with the heavens and the earth for their lives. Unless the Mahayana ascends, they will die in the heavens and the earth.
Xie Yun: "In my life, I don't seek longevity, but I seek swordsmanship and love and hate. Up to now, it can be regarded as a complete merit."
Xie Yun raised his head, the shredded paper of "Fate Against the Heavens" floated above his head, and the ink ball formed by its handwriting twisted and rotated, constantly absorbing the ink splattered by Xie Yun and Ying Baiye.
This is the real original work of "Defying the Heavens and Changing Fate", and what they found from the master was just the version that was circulated after re-engraving.
Even if the person is fake, he is real, and the love he has received at this moment is not fake.
Ying Bai Ye tilted his head slightly.
For him, death is very close, swallowing the sun and the moon is like a sword of immortality hanging on his neck, it may fall at any time, so he will not complain any day he can go.
Just a little pity.
Ying Baiye: "When you use your sword, you really look like a fairy."
Xie Yun agreed very much: "It's natural, they don't love me, it's really they missed the pearl and regarded Xie Yufei's fish-eye as a treasure."
Ying Baiye couldn't help laughing, he looked at the black current in the sea: "By the way, when I came in, who was that cultivator?"
Xie Yun
The more he talks, the more energetic he is: "It's the same as Xie Yufei. It may be the protagonist in a different story. These monsters in Yunchao Zeli are actually the power of will, but they are mixed in the sea water, and they look like they were created after the monk's death. Ghost."
Ying Baiye: "He came to kill you?"
Xie Yun: "That's right, he has been hiding in the monster made up of wishing power. Do you think he is... under the orders of the Demon Venerable Ten Thousand Curses?"
Before Bai Ye could answer, he overturned the idea again: "No, if we tear up the original book, we can die. Why not just tear up the original book? Instead, send someone to assassinate him? Unless..."
Ying Baiye's expression gradually became serious, and he continued: "Unless the original book is torn up, we can't be completely killed, but we can only be severely injured, so we have to specially send subordinates to make a conclusion."
Xie Yun looked down at himself: "Although the spiritual power is lost, the limbs are still alive, and there is still a human figure."
He supported Ying Baiye's shoulders and stood up. As time went by, the black ink escaping from his body gradually decreased, and Ying Baiye did the same.
Ying Baiye put one hand on his knee, rarely wanting to move.
Xie Yun felt that his state was different, so he lowered his head and took a closer look - Ying Baiye still had the sun and moon golden pattern on the back of his shoulders and neck, and the half-height collar could not cover the scar on the back of Ying Baiye's neck.
He stretched out his hand and rubbed the back of Ying Baiye's neck lightly, and his fingers were immediately stained with red blood: "Are you injured?!"
He thought that Ying Baiye's journey would be smoother, after all, he didn't encounter anything difficult when he came down.
Ying Baiye snorted: "When I came here, I met a snake demon, and I had already cultivated two front claws. It was about to turn into a dragon, and I fought for a while. I think that person also deliberately pushed me into the snake demon territory. , I hope to get a bargain after killing you."
He touched his sleeve and took out a round inner pill: "Do you like this?"
Xie Yun stretched out his hand in front of Ying Baiye: "The wound is so deep, the blood doesn't stop..."
Ying Baiye clasped Xie Yun's hand, lowered his head and put his finger in front of him, and sniffed lightly. The sweet smell of blood filled his sense of smell: "Blood?"
"Nonsense, of course I know it's..."
Xie Yun twitched his fingertips, and his movements suddenly stopped: "Blood!"
Xie Yun said: "I remember that when Xie Yufei was injured before, the wound also bleed out.
Ying Baiye quickly said: "But that day Xie Yufei was seriously injured and was about to die. He couldn't maintain the illusion and completely disintegrated into a combination of willpower. You and I have been dying many times, and today's original book is torn up, which is definitely a heavy blow for us, but... "
Xie Yun opened the pulp of his finger, and the dark red blood beads oozing out of the skin, it really was blood.
Xie Yun was stunned for a while, and said for the first time: "Then it seems that we are very different from Xie Yufei and his class. So far, we should not die."
He even had something to write on the tombstone.
The two who had discussed their own death method for a long time just now fell silent.