Chapter 1677

After Lu Xuyang found his psychic power to fly, he began to leap up.

However, at this time, the suction of the abyss has become greater and greater. Instead of escaping from this terrible hell, Lu Xuyang has been dragged down more and more.

"No! I don't want to die! " Lu Xuyang suddenly throws out a piece of golden silk and binds Ouyang haoxuan to death.

Ouyang haoxuan wants to get rid of Lu Xuyang, but his body has been unable to exert any strength.

"Ka - Ka -" it was the sound of the rocks on the cliff about to break.

Ouyang haoxuan's eyes flashed. Suddenly he reached out to hold Hexi's hand and yanked it.

"Ouyang haoxuan --!"

"No!! You can't let go. I don't want to die

He River stares big eyes, the whole body's blood a little bit becomes cold.

She can only watch Ouyang haoxuan grasp the roaring Lu Xuyang to fall down, fall into the whirlpool, and watch him engulfed by the lava.

Ouyang haoxuan did not even leave a word, only a faint, indifferent smile. As he has long been dead and desperate, only Xi Yue's life is warm and shining.

He Xi opened his mouth and felt that his voice and breath were frozen.

"Ka - Ka -" as if the death like voice hit again.

The huge gravel kept falling from the top of the cliff. Ziming Youluo desperately wanted to grasp something to resist the suction of the vortex.

However, only the collapsing mountain wall and the body shape of Hexi getting closer and closer to the vortex were ushered in.

In the whirlpool, the curly heat wave of the lava sea surges up, as if you can feel the hot breath.

All the leaves of Ziming Youluo kept shaking and climbing, but finally they couldn't hold up and fell down.

When he was in the air, what rose from the bottom of his heart was not fear, but the relief that his heart would never die.

So No matter, she doesn't have to live alone, and can go to another world with everyone, no matter!

"Xi'er --!"

The trend of falling suddenly, Ziming Youluo was grabbed by a force, and the body shape of Hexi was also suspended in the air.

A familiar and hoarse voice came from my ear, with urgency, heartache and deep feeling.

He river slowly raised his head, familiar body, familiar face into the eyes.

That is Nangong Yu, wearing a red dress, but full of embarrassed Nangong Yu.

His face was pale, his body was covered with wounds, and his mouth was covered with blood. However, he finally got to his side.

This nightmarish night, she from a step of heaven, to a step of hell, almost lost everything.

But after all, there was him, the man she loved deeply, and her husband who decided to die hand in hand.

"Nangongyu --" he River sent out a low cry like the cry of a cub. The tears that she thought had dried up were surging down, as if to tell her all her grievances, all her sadness and hatred.

Nangong Yu gasped, one hand wrapped with purple vines, the other hand with the dragon sword, and flew down to the river.

Like the sea of lava like the hell of red lotus, the vortices of swallowing people, the huge suction, all of which seemed useless to him.

All his eyes were filled with the bride who was hard to find.

He was just a little, just a little, about to lose his beloved.

Nangong Yu's eyes are full of tenderness, and his eyes are flashing a terrible red light.

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