lcionline What does Chapter 334 mean?
What does Chapter 334 mean?
Xuan Yuran walked towards Tang Yixin, but was blocked by Xueyu again.
Xueyu's expression was slightly stern, and she blocked Xuan Yuran's talisman with an ice shield.
There was an icy smile on his lips as he looked at the bone-chilling cold.
Jin Xiaoxiao came gracefully, using her fan as a sword, and stabbed straight out towards Xuan Yuran.
There was actually a hint of murderous intent in his expression, and Tang Yixin was stunned.
At this time, Sheng Qingye was almost merciless, and the people of the demon clan were beaten and fell to the ground one by one.
The hostility between the few people gradually became intense, even with murderous intent.
"Countdown three minutes..." Youyou's voice sounded again.
The lingering ending of the song echoed in Tang Yixin's mind, and his bright Ruifeng eyes reflected the fight between several people.
Jin Xiaoxiao's arm was scratched by a talisman, but he just flashed his eyes and rushed forward again.
The person he rushed towards was Xuan Yuran.
Tang Yixian knew why they were fighting, as long as he was gone...
It won't be like this anymore.
At this moment, the wind suddenly blew around and the surrounding trees were blown down in all directions.
But everyone was so engrossed in the fight that they didn't notice.
The only sounds that could be heard at the scene were the sound of swords clashing through the air and the roar of the giant Qilin beast.
Xueyu has also joined the fight with the Qilin and guards.
Sheng Qingye tied up the giant Qilin beasts with chains, and his eyes were sharper than those of the beasts.
Jin Xiaoxiao held the handle of his fan in front of him to block the guard's knife. A gust of wind blew in front of him, and he felt something was wrong with the wind.
He looked at Tang Yixien opposite him and his eyes paused.
At this time, Tang Yixien's figure slowly retreated, his beautiful eyes showing sorrow and determination, the wind blew up his fluttering white clothes, and they fluttered in the wind.
Clear and resolute.
The scary thing was that a sword was hanging in front of him, with the tip of the sword pointing at him.
Jin Xiaoxiao's heart suddenly jumped, and she shouted:
"Master! What do you want to do!?"
His shout instantly caught Xuan Yuran's attention. He had never heard Jin Xiaoxiao shout so panicked.
He immediately raised his hand and ordered his men to stop, then turned and looked at Tang Yixin.
The scene suddenly became silent.
Sheng Qingye's sharp eyes turned into fear, and he looked straight at Tang Yixien.
Xueyu's whole body was frozen in place.
Tang Yixien held the sword in front of him, pointing it directly at his chest.
His eyes were dark and resolute.
“Master…Master…”
Xuan Yuran shook his head slightly and whispered in confusion. He seemed not to realize what Tang Yixien was going to do.
He made a gesture to go over.
"do not come!"
Tang Yixien's voice was as cold and decisive as a kite with a broken string.
The sword hanging in front of him was the one Sheng Qingye gave him.
The sword spirit of the Liuguang Sword is too powerful and cannot harm its owner at all.
And this ancient sword was also trembling, but it was unable to resist Tang Yixin's power and his overly resolute consciousness.
"Host, what do you want to do?! I'll take you back, don't move." Youyou shouted.
"Teleport countdown seven seconds..."
"Seven...Six...Five...Four...Three..."
"two"
"One"
A cold light flashed in the air!
Caught off guard, everyone froze in place.
My chest suddenly felt warm.
Tang Yixien paused, then fell backwards like a fallen petal.
At first I just felt a warmth in my chest, but soon...
Damn, it hurts.
His chest was pierced, and Tang Yixin felt excruciating pain.
This hurts even more than the time with Sheng Qingye.
"Host, why are you doing this? It really hurts, the pain is really..." Youyou didn't have time to prepare painkillers.
"Master... I was wrong... Don't do that." Xuan Yuran ran over, tears almost bursting out of his eyes, crying...
Tang Yixien wanted to reach out and comfort her, but he no longer had the strength.
The pain in my chest gradually became numb, and I slowly felt cold.
Several people gathered around him, and Sheng Qingye was sending him spiritual energy, but it disappeared in an instant...
Tang Yixian's head began to buzz.
"Live well..." Tang Yixien could only say this with his last bit of strength.
It turns out that the disease pierced through the heart, so one cannot speak at length before dying and cannot say anything.
The blood dyed the white clothes a gorgeous rose red. Tang Yixian's handsome face gradually turned pale, the pink of his thin lips became lighter, and a strand of hair was messy in front of his forehead.
Like a broken white lotus, slowly scattering in the water, the fragile and broken beauty makes people feel distressed.
Jin Xiaoxiao felt as if his head was blocked in an instant, and his whole body was shaking slightly. He told himself to stay calm, holding his master's hand, and protecting his three souls and seven spirits, that is, his master's spiritual consciousness.
But for some reason, he could feel that his master's consciousness was dissipating at an extremely fast speed.
This is not normal!
He was clearly capable of protecting it.
why not?
His chest was heaving with anxiety and he couldn't breathe.
The Lingxi fan flashed with a bright white light in Jin Xiaoxiao's hand, becoming brighter and brighter.
His calm eyes were gradually filled with fear and despair.
Jin Xiaoxiao is a soul cultivator, and her original ability is to retain Tang Yixian's spiritual consciousness.
But because Tang Yixian's consciousness was being teleported back to his original world, Jin Xiaoxiao's original talisman was useless.
"Host, why do you have to go through such heart-wrenching pain?" Youyou knew that the host was stubborn, but she didn't expect that he would be so cruel to herself.
Tang Yixien had to do this, he had to disappear in front of everyone.
He was afraid that his disciples would keep looking for him after he left.
The pain of searching is really too long.
Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain.
"Master..." Sheng Qingye's face turned pale. He had never been so scared before.
"Why? Master, don't... don't leave me... I will never do it again, never again. Please..." Sheng Qingye pressed Tang Yixien's bleeding chest, his eyes red and tears sliding down from the corners of his eyes.
Tang Yixien wanted to see Sheng Qingye, but it was too late.
The light in front of his eyes gradually dimmed and narrowed.
"If you leave, I will go to accompany you." Sheng Qingye said this with a cold sob.
After hearing this, Tang Yixien's already broken heart hurt even more, and he fell into darkness.
"Transfer in progress."
He just felt dizzy, as if floating in a black tunnel.
This was probably not a true death, he knew he was returning to his original world.
"Host. Transmission is almost complete."
"Thank you host for your sincere cooperation with me all the time. Youyou is now offline. I wish the host all the best." Youyou's voice was filled with reluctance, blessings, and sobs.
"Thank you, Your Highness." Tang Yixien said in a low voice.
Youyou's crying became even louder.
This is what Youyou said when she met Tang Yixien for the first time.
"Tang Yixien...goodbye." Youyou's voice disappeared completely.
Youyou didn't call him by his modern name at this time because she didn't want to face it.
She hasn't been taking any missions lately because her eyes are feeling a little uncomfortable.
Youyou made Tang Yixi feel reluctant to leave, and he remembered Sheng Qingye's words that he would go to accompany him.
What do you mean?