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Suddenly, Long Xiaoyao felt his head sink and instantly lost control of his body. His body was still trying to continue attacking due to inertia, but in the next instant, he was swept away by an incomparable force!

boom!

The immense force sent Long Xiaoyao, who had been momentarily stunned, crashing into the mountainside!

Click!

As soon as Long Xiaoyao touched the mountain, he regained consciousness, moved his body slightly, and then with a sudden burst of strength from his legs, he instantly broke through the mountain and appeared outside!

"You have always been the smartest and calmest one among us."

Shaking off the rubble, Long Xiaoyao looked at Ye Xishui, whose aura was somewhat unstable but rapidly recovering, and said with a complicated expression.

Having been attacked by the Death God Tower, he was only momentarily stunned. Long Xiaoyao now somewhat understood how Mu En felt when facing Di Tian and the others.

"But when it comes to combat, you've always been the one being protected."

Long Xiaoyao watched Ye Xishui recover but did not make a move.

He wasn't much stronger than Ye Xishui. In fact, he had even lost his soul skills and his original soul power was still depleted. He only didn't have to worry about his soul power for a short time thanks to the third-generation Ark Reactor. Furthermore, by using the characteristics of the Fusion Ring to strengthen his physical body to the extreme, he was able to reach the level of a demigod for a short period of time.

"Shut up!"

boom!

Ye Xishui suddenly cursed at Long Xiaoyao, and at the same time, the Death Tower in her hand began to burn fiercely. A large number of undead were burned into pure soul power and poured into the black mecha, causing Ye Xishui's aura to surge again!

"Your protection is just treating me like merchandise and pushing me around?!"

A pale, deathly light burst forth from the black mecha, instantly enveloping Long Xiaoyao!

At the same time, the scattered souls began to gather on the black scythe, eventually forming a sinister soul blade!

Almost instantly, it traversed a thousand meters of space and ruthlessly slashed down at Long Xiaoyao, who was shrouded in the light of death!

lb!

Long Xiaoyao's spirit rings burst forth!

However, he only felt a sharp pain from the depths of his soul, and in his soul vision, a pale white soul scythe sliced ​​directly across his terrifying body!

Immediately following was a piercing pain in my brain!

lb!

Long Xiaoyao's body was suffering a huge injury. The spirit ring behind him vibrated repeatedly, absorbing a large amount of energy in an attempt to repair it. However, Long Xiaoyao's will had fallen into a long period of sluggishness!

Each time the jet-black giant scythe sliced ​​into Long Xiaoyao's body, which contained terrifyingly high temperatures, it produced a booming sound like steel colliding violently. In almost the blink of an eye, Long Xiaoyao's demigod body, which he had temporarily obtained through the high-pressure environment, became extremely damaged. However, these terrifying wounds healed rapidly in the blink of an eye, making Ye Xishui dare not stop. Otherwise, the opponent's terrifying regenerative power would quickly awaken the soul that had been numbed by her soul attack after the body was repaired!

boom!

Another powerful slash, the terrifying force of which pierced through Long Xiaoyao's chest with the sharp tip of the giant scythe, and a torrent of death energy began to pour out!

However, Ye Xishui's expression remained solemn, because despite the massive outpouring of death energy, Long Xiaoyao's vitality had not diminished in the slightest; on the contrary, it seemed to be increasing!

Therefore, Ye Xishui focused her attention on the "light sphere soul tool" emitting terrifying high temperature on Long Xiaoyao's back, and then began to try to break through the special field formed by the terrifying high temperature and high pressure on Long Xiaoyao's body, attempting to seize the Ark Reactor on Long Xiaoyao's back.

"This is what I am"

Long Xiaoyao felt his head sink, and when he opened his eyes, he found himself in a familiar forest.

"Without a Martial Soul True Body, he really couldn't withstand her soul control?"

Almost instantly, Long Xiaoyao realized that he had failed to defend against Ye Xishui's soul control. He originally had the ability to counter it, but those abilities required the high mental resistance brought by his Martial Soul True Body and the special effects of his Soul Skills to work together. However, his Martial Soul True Body had long been used as a consumable in the original [Martial Soul Armor] project, which directly led to him being restrained by Ye Xishui, who knew him very well.

His only chance is to wake up before his physical defenses are breached.

As for the one who truly could not awaken, Long Xiaoyao was utterly disappointed and decided to make his final self-destruction.

"But here."

Looking at the gray forest around him, Long Xiaoyao had a sense of familiarity, but his recently injured soul prevented him from recalling it for the time being.

However, suddenly, the gray forest before him changed, transforming into a cabin in the woods at night.

Long Xiaoyao's pupils dilated slightly, his fists clenched unconsciously, and his whole body began to tremble slightly!

This place! He will never forget this night!

He originally thought he wouldn't mind and that he must have forgotten, but it turns out he never forgot!

That very night, the Black and White Dragons broke ties!

That very night, a thorn that had been difficult to swallow was plunged deep into Long Xiaoyao's throat!

It was on this very night.

Pfft!

Long Xiaoyao knelt helplessly on the cold ground outside the cabin in the woods. His fingernails had dug deep into the flesh between his palms, and streaks of crimson blood dripped from the gaps in his fists onto the ground, like blood-red plum blossoms adorning the cold, foul-smelling mud with warm, fallen petals, but in an instant they returned to the cold.

"Waaah! No!"

"Xiaoyao! Mu En! Ahhh! Help!"

A series of faint sounds began to emanate from inside the room, but when they reached Long Xiaoyao's ears, they caused his mind to go blank for a moment, his whole body to tremble uncontrollably, and the temperature of his fingertips to instantly turn icy cold.

He wanted to get up to help, but he found his heart pounding violently, his hands and feet were ice-cold, and he couldn't muster any strength at all. Because this was the established fact. He couldn't change it, and even if he did, it would only be self-deception.

".Xiaoyao wuwuwuwu"

Puff.

Long Xiaoyao, his body ice-cold, collapsed face-first into the cold, foul-smelling mud. His helpless, painful groans always reached his ears so clearly—the sounds of clothes tearing, the bed and chair shaking, the sounds of flesh colliding.

Time seemed to stand still for him, but the damp night wind was still slowly taking away his last bit of body heat. The pitch-black night was like a merciless beast that swallowed him whole, devouring all the light in his eyes, but leaving him only a pair of keen ears to perceive the world, to perceive the darkness of the night, the coldness of the wind, and her despair.

swish

Cold raindrops fell on his gray hair as he pressed his face against the icy mud. Each drop of cold rain felt like a chill that went straight to his bones.

It was as if someone was standing near his head, and every helpless tear was like a cold raindrop, scorching his heart.

The handsome young man in the blue-white robe silently looked at Long Xiaoyao, who had buried his head in the ground at his feet, then glanced at the wooden house in the rain and couldn't help but sigh silently.

Ye Xishui forcibly incorporated her own experiences into Long Xiaoyao's memories through a soul attack. The contrast between the two allowed Long Xiaoyao to personally experience her despair at that time.

The handsome young man sighed because it was indeed due to his and Long Xiaoyao's poor decision-making that Ye Xishui fell victim to the former leader of the Holy Spirit Sect.

It seems there's a curse of love triangles in this world. When he was adventuring across the continent with Long Xiaoyao and Ye Xishui, the two brothers both had a high regard for Ye Xishui, who was able to barely catch up with them in terms of cultivation. However, out of brotherly affection, neither of them wanted to hurt the other.

Therefore, in the end, he chose to give up and fulfill Long Xiaoyao's wishes. Tragically, Long Xiaoyao also chose to give up himself to fulfill his wishes.

Ultimately, on that night, a night of misty drizzle, Ye Xishui didn't wait for any of them. Instead, she was forcibly violated by the former leader of the Holy Spirit Cult, who had gone mad with lust.

It is truly regrettable, and I feel deeply guilty.

However, the handsome young man glanced at Long Xiaoyao, who lay at his feet like a corpse amidst the low groans of breaking apart, and then his gaze toward the wooden house in the darkness ahead gradually turned cold.

Although Xiaoyao and I have indeed wronged you and feel extremely guilty towards you, Xiaoyao is also trying his best to make amends, to let go of the guilt, and to continue to love you passionately.

But is this how you hurt someone who loves you so much?

Would you even use the thorn that has always been in Xiaoyao's heart as a weapon to hurt him?

Turning one's own pain into a secret weapon specifically to hurt those who love them most?!

So, who do you think you are?

Boom!

The handsome young man swept the motionless Long Xiaoyao away with one kick, sending him flying into the wooden house.

That was the outlet for Ye Xishui's soul control technique; that woman was deliberately trying to provoke Long Xiaoyao into not daring to approach and reopen old wounds! Her intentions were despicable!

Boom!

Long Xiaoyao was blown away by the immense force like a shooting star, shattering the wooden house!

The low whimpering disappeared, and so did the sound of clothes tearing.

because

Long Xiaoyao climbed out of the ruins of the wooden house, looked around numbly, and was subconsciously stunned.

Because there is nothing there.

"Yes, there's nothing there."

The surrounding scenery began to emit a hazy light, becoming ethereal. Long Xiaoyao looked at the empty wooden house and subconsciously let out a self-deprecating laugh.

Ye Xishui no longer cared; she simply hated him.

Only Long Xiaoyao would continue to pay the price for Ye Xishui's resentment.

call!

Long Xiaoyao let out a heavy breath. He recalled the evaluation of Ye Xishui within Xingdou: a pathetic bitch who blames her personal pain on the world and willingly degenerates.

"Yes, some people are bad not because of their martial spirit, but because they are born bad."

Long Xiaoyao glanced one last time at the handsome young man who had kicked him hard outside, then let out a heavy snort, and his soul world vanished instantly!

As Long Xiaoyao's figure dissipated, the handsome young man outside looked at the empty wooden house that was about to vanish. He first frowned, then his thoughts raced through his mind, and he frowned and cursed:

"Damn it!"

Then his own soul projection vanished instantly.