Before the Caixia could be dissipated, Sikong Xiao sat cross-legged, feeling the purple gold in his hand tightly held, and his eyes darkened, and he silently stuffed it into his sleeve.

Should I listen to Zang Ning'er's words and find the answer that seems to have nothing to do with me?

Sikong Xiao was thinking about this question quickly in his mind, and without realizing that a faint layer of fairy mist that was like Ming Nianyue's body slowly floated onto his body.

"Xiaoxiao..."

A familiar voice sounded in my ears, Sikong was stunned and quickly turned his head to look.

"Sister Huang?"

Sikong laughed a little hesitated because she couldn't see clearly around her, as if she was wrapped in a thick fog.

Hearing Sikong Xiao's voice as usual, Sikong Huang's heart, which had always been hanging in his throat, finally slowly fell back to its original place. He bent down and gently hugged the little guy sitting cross-legged on the ground.

"Fortunately you're fine."

Sikong Huang's voice trembled slightly, and tears of joy blurred his vision. It was supposed to be a sensational moment, but Sikong Xiao suddenly screamed, "You, you... are right beside you?!"

"What's wrong?"

Sikong Huang frowned. He was about to let go of his hand and ask Sikong Xiao what was wrong, but Sikong Xiao grabbed him tighter, "Don't leave!"

Sikong Xiao shouted anxiously, his behavior seemed to be grabbing a life-saving straw. In fact, it was indeed the case in Sikong Xiao's heart, because someone's eyes were still white...

"Why can't I see anything? Am I blind?!"

Sikong Xiao panicked and grabbed the clothes of the person in front of him. At this moment, she was almost crying anxiously, wuwu... Why can't I see anything? It wasn't like this just now!

"You!"

Sikong Huang finally understood, and couldn't help but feel angry and funny. He stretched out his finger and accurately tapped someone's little nose through the fog, and explained slowly: "After breaking through to the top spiritual cultivator, the spiritual energy will automatically fog around you. You have just broken through for a while and still can't control it."

"Ah...so that's what it is..."

Sikong Xiao let go of his hand awkwardly, stood up from the ground with a few laughs, closed his eyes and felt the surroundings. After three breaths, the fog around him faded a little, and some people could be seen vaguely.

"The best realm is indeed different!"

Sikong couldn't help but sigh, lowered his eyes and looked at himself now, feeling that he was comparable to the special effects of the TV series in his previous life, which were full of fairy aura.

Sikong Huang turned his eyes and looked at the people beside him. Under the spirit fog, Sikong Xiao's face appeared faintly, and he could only barely outline his small lips as bright as cherries.

Suddenly, Sikong laughed suddenly with an evil smile on his lips. Sikong Huang was puzzled. Just as he looked over, his eyes suddenly became dim and unclear.

"Ting'er!"

Lei Linjun came over happily. Sikong Xiao did not say hello to him. Instead, he took out a blood-stained dagger from behind and asked lazily: "Who was the one who was blindly attacking me just now?"

Hearing this, Sikong Huang's eyes suddenly became cold and he locked the three of them.

"Haha... I advise you to stand up by yourself. Although this girl looks kind-hearted, she is actually very cruel and ruthless..."

Sikong Xiao said lazyly. Others could not see her expression at the moment, but could only hear her soft and soft voice that was simply harmless. How could there be any intimidation?

"Someone really dares to hurt you?!"

Lei Linjun was really angry this time. Sikong Huang said it before and he was half-believing and half-doubted. At this moment, when Sikong Xiao took out the dagger that was still stained with blood, sparks suddenly appeared in his eyes.

But before Lei Linjun and everyone could find out what was going on, a hoarse call interrupted the thoughts of the person involved, "Ning'er... I'm useless, I can't protect you..."

Hearing this, Sikong's casual smile suddenly stopped.

It’s Zang Ning’er’s girl!

Did something happen to her?!

Suddenly, I turned my head and saw Zang Ning'er lying in a pool of blood not far away. Her cute round face, which had always been silly smile, showed no sign of being alive.

Gu Yao lay on Zang Ning'er, her hands tremblingly trying to cover the eyes that were still open but no longer full of charm...

"Ning Yat!"

Sikong exclaimed with a smile, and his figure instantly rushed behind Gu Yao. He grabbed her hand that was about to cover Zang Ning'er's eyes. With a slight force, Zang Ning'er's silent face appeared in his eyes again.

How is this possible?!

Sikong Xiao's heart trembled wildly, and his black eyes were shaking. Could it be that... the phantom is real?

"She died for you."

Gu Yao murmured softly. After the words came, she suddenly shook Sikong Xiao's hand and covered Zang Ning'er's eyes with uneasy eyes.

Sikong Xiao took a step back, a little stunned.

Gu Yao picked up Zang Ning'er and walked into the distance. After walking a few steps, she suddenly paused and asked without looking back: "Sikong Xiao, why can you make so many people willingly die for you?"

"I……"

Sikong laughed for a moment and before she could figure out what Gu Yao meant, she suddenly felt that the purple gold placed in her sleeve made her feel hot.

What's going on?

The hand hidden under the sleeve held the hot purple gold order, and Gu Yao's voice came faintly, "I will send Ning'er's body back to the Immortal Sect in person after the trial..."

When the word "Immortal Gate" entered his ears, Gu Yao said something else. Sikong Xiao was completely lost, and his mind was full of what Zang Ning'er said to him...

... "Sister Xiaoxiao, you have to remember that Ning'er was born for you."

... "Sister Xiaoxiao, I have no time. If you really want to know the answer, go to the Immortal Sect. Wherever you go, my father will tell you everything."

The strong wind with a biting chill blew up, Sikong Xiao took a deep breath and slowly raised his head, watching Gu Yao holding Zang Ning'er's lonely back, pressing the guilt and apology in his heart to the lowest level.

Ning'er girl, since this is your last wish, then I will definitely go to the Immortal Sect!

"Ting'er..."

Lei Linjun's slightly worried voice came from behind. Sikong smiled and pursed his lips and turned around. Looking at the people staring at him, he suddenly lost the interest of playing before.

"You..." Sikong Xiao pointed with a dagger at a man in a gray robe hiding in the middle of the crowd, his voice as deep as the ghost world, "How do you want to die?"

"You, you..."

The man was so scared that he was shaking like a sieve. He could not have been a real opponent of a top spiritual cultivator. He never expected that Sikong Xiao would really survive. If he had known this, he would have sneaked away long ago. How could he have faced the God of Death?

With his eyebrows slightly raised, Sikong smiled and sneered at the corner of his lips, "If you don't say it, then I'll do whatever you want."

After speaking, a cold light rushed towards the man with wide eyes in an instant. With a muffled "puff" sound, everyone gasped.

"hiss……"
Chapter completed!