"Witch, today is your day of death!" Everyone stared angrily, raised their swords, and surrounded Shuang Qianyu.
"Who is good and who is evil? The demons have never harmed nature!" Shuang Qianyu had tears in her eyes. In an instant, a force seemed to break through the seal, and the flower-shaped mark on her body was revealed.
Everyone panicked, "This... This is the 'deification technique'! Witch, witch has broken through the seal, run away..."
Shuang Qianyu's eyes turned red instantly, and the Qianyun Whip in his hand shone red, "No one can run away today!"
Shuang Qianyu rose into the sky and raised Qianyun Whip, blocking their retreat.
One person was so scared that he lost his mind and planned to make a desperate move, "Witch... I will die with you today! Ah——"
The Xingyue hairpin was drawn out from Shuang Qianyu's hair, flew towards the man, and passed through his body in an instant. The blood dyed the hairpin red.
"You are not worthy to die with me!" Shuang Qianyu picked up the folding fan in her arms, the red surface of the fan shone with golden light.
Mo Yi watched her change from the side and yelled, "Shuang'er, you can't do it. You'll find the right path when you turn around."
"Look back, have you ever given me a chance! I want you all to be buried with me today!" Shuang Qianyu threw up the folding fan. The folding fan instantly enlarged, blocking the sun, and the sky turned red, as if it was about to swallow up the world.
……
A sword pierced her body, Shuang Qianyu looked at Mo Yi in front of her, he was holding the sword.
The folding fan fell from the sky and turned white instantly, and everything returned to its original state.
Tears flowed from the corners of Shuang Qianyu's eyes and slowly fell to the ground.
Mo Yi couldn't believe that he had killed Shuang Qianyu and the person he loved most.
The Heavenly Emperor hiding in the crowd raised his lips.
Mo Yi regained consciousness, crawled over, and picked up Shuang Qianyu. At this time, she was crying, "Shuang'er, Shuang'er."
Shuang Qianyu stretched out her hand to touch Mo Yi's cheek, but couldn't reach it, "I'll pay you back what I owe you. Please let me go."
Shuang Qianyu's flower-shaped mark glows golden, just like it did a thousand years ago.
When the Emperor of Heaven saw this scene, his eyes widened. How could that happen?
At this time, Emperor Tian felt a dull pain in his heart, and his power was slowly weakening.
"This is the elixir given by the master. As long as the two of us take it together, we will both prosper and suffer." Mu Yuansheng hugged Leng Xiyue and took the elixir sweetly.
But he didn't know that Leng Xiyue was pregnant at this time, and it was his daughter who shared his prosperity and loss.
……
Four hundred years later...
"I exchange my life for yours, and I wish you the same for all eternity."
The portrait hanging on the wall shows a man in white holding a folding fan.
Shuang Qianyu looked at the painting and shed tears...
Concept: Xianxia Ancient Illustration