"Xueyan!" A light yellow figure pounced on Xueyan, knocking Xueyan to the ground, and the arrow was inserted into his back.

"Ji Xian, Ji Xian." Xueyan saw his face clearly and called anxiously.

"You finally... are willing to call my name." Ji Xian gasped and squeezed out a gentle smile. "You are okay... it's so good!" As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Xian fainted. Xue Yan touched the arrow on his body, touching the blood in his hands. The blood that flowed out turned out to be black. Is it because the curse of witchcraft attached to the arrow?

A group of men in black chased after him and surrounded Xue Yan. "Now, where are you running!"

"Ji Xian!" Hua Ruoxi jumped over from the roof like a madman, pushed Xueyan aside hard, hugged Ji Xian, and called him frantically, but received no response.

Xueyan had tried his pulse and fell to the ground, unable to speak.

Hua Ruoxi turned around and cried loudly to the people in black around her: "Get out, you all get out of here!" The people in black knew that she was the adopted daughter of Master Wu, so they looked at each other and dared not disobey, so they had to leave indifferently.

Hua Ruoxi knelt on the ground, holding Xueyan's hand incoherently begged, "Xueyan, save him quickly, you are a medical immortal in the heaven, you must have a way, I beg you, save him quickly! Save him quickly!"

"This arrow was cast an extremely vicious curse in witchcraft, and it will take at least decades to refine one. Whether it is an immortal, a demon or a human, you will die when you get caught in the arrow, and there is no way to rescue you." Xue Yan said the cruel fact word by word.

"Why...how is this happening!" Hua Ruoxi collapsed there, hugging Ji Xian tightly, heart-wrenching, and cried into tears.

Xueyan stroked the sword in her hand. Before she could return the sword to him, Hua Ruoxi hugged Ji Xian and muttered intently. "I don't want you to die, I don't want you to die."

Xueyan looked at her, Ji Xian died because of her. Since the Supreme Spirit returned to her body, the people around her have left one by one. She could only watch them die and could not do anything. Is this the curse of the demon world? It was so cruel. She curled up and hugged herself tightly. She felt helplessness and fear. Could she be really an unknown person and would kill everyone around her?

"Xueyan, I want you to do me a favor!" Hua Ruoxi suddenly grabbed Xueyan. "I beg you, I must help me this time, please!"

Xueyan raised her head and looked at her tears-covered face.

"I want to change my life!" Hua Ruoxi said calmly, word by word.

As soon as he said that there were only four simple words, Xueyan's heart trembled. Life-changing is the simplest and most effective healing technique in medical arts. It is the medical art that can be resurrected by death no matter how dead people are. It is a living person willing to exchange life with the dead and die on his behalf. However, doing so is contrary to the six realms and despairs of heaven. Those who deliver life will be sent to the underworld hell. Only after suffering will they have the chance to reincarnate again, and the person who casts the arts will also lose his cultivation. Therefore, although life-changing is simple, it is a forbidden technique in medical arts.

"But you are still in the Immortal Class..." Xueyan struggled to squeeze out a few words. If Hua Ruoxi had not only been expelled from the heavens, she would also be thrown into the Netherworld Hell. The Netherworld Hell is different from the Underworld, and it is the jurisdiction of the Demon Realm. It is said that the people imprisoned there are all evil spirits who have committed taboos in the Three Realms, and each of them is a bloodthirsty demon. The Holy Lord who manages the Netherworld is extremely cruel. Therefore, no matter who is in the Three Realms, he will shudder whenever he mentions the Netherworld.

"I don't want to be a god, I just want him to survive." Hua Ruoxi grabbed Xueyan and approached her. "I know very well what the consequences will be. Please help me, I want Ji Xian to survive!"

"Do you really want to change your life?" Xueyan bit her lip. If she exchanged their lives for them and let Ji Xian survive, Xueyan would only lose her cultivation, but Hua Ruoxi would be expelled from the heavens and suffer in the Netherworld Hell.

"If he dies, I will not be able to live alone. Why not give him my life and pay back what I owe him in this life first. If I can meet in the next life, I will not love him so much." Hua Ruoxi looked at Ji Xian in a daze.

"Okay then." Xueyan agreed.

Hua Ruoxi looked firm and reached out to Xueyan. "Please save him quickly. It will be too late if it is too late!"

Snowy

He sighed, sat cross-legged, and held her hand.

"Thank you, Xueyan." Hua Ruoxi closed her eyes peacefully, and a peaceful and sincere smile appeared on her face. Xueyan sighed and stretched out her other hand to hold Ji Xian.

The silver-white halo was shining brighter and brighter in Xueyan's hands, turning into a flying rainbow and flowing back and forth around the three of them. Xueyan pulled the two's hands closer and overlapped their hands in front of him. A huge halo lingered and swung around the heads of them.

In an incense stick, Xueyan opened her eyes and looked at Hua Ruoxi. She was already dead, and the last fairy spirit supported her body.

"Xueyan, do you know? You... were selected by the Spirit of the Supreme Good, and also had an unknown fate. This is the curse of the Demon Realm. Only by killing the Supreme Evil Soul can it be broken, just like only when you die, the power constraints of the Supreme Evil Soul can be lifted." Hua Ruoxi's voice weakened. "You can only make others happy, and the happiness in your hands will disappear in your hands like quicksand, and the people you care about will leave you one by one. This is your fate." Hua Ruoxi smiled bitterly. "It's such a sad fate, but I still envy you..."

"Senior Sister..." Xueyan hugged Hua Ruoxi and shed tears.

"Don't tell him about changing his life, take good care of him for me." Hua Ruoxi calmly. "Xueyan, I am still not as good as you..." After saying that, Hua Ruoxi's body gradually melted into countless spots of light and dissipated in the wind.

"Senior sister, you don't know that I am the most kind spirit who survived thousands of years ago. After going around, I returned to the starting point. This is my fate, a fate that I cannot escape." Xueyan took her clothes, hugged her gently in her arms, and whispered: "I used to envy you too, because the person you love deeply is still alive, and I had no choice but to stay in the palace. Please forgive me!"

Xiaoqi leaned against the wall and gasped, looking at the street behind her, and there was no one. "I finally escaped."

Xiaoqi stood up and stroked her chest. At the corner in front of her, there were guards in front of a mansion. The plaque read "General's Mansion". Xiaoqi was stunned and felt a little joy in her heart. "Ye Feng! He must be there."

It was late at night that the guards were dozing off. Xiaoqi flashed to the wall of the general's mansion and jumped into the yard. Only the hall directly in front of him was lit candles, and Xiaoqi sneaked in quietly.

"Why are you?" Ye Feng asked when he saw that it was Xiaoqi that put away his sword.

"I... that... Sister Xueyan rescued me from Master Wu, and I ran here." Xiao Qi stammered. "I want to borrow your place to hide."

"Xueyan is in the National Master's Mansion? I want to save her." Ye Feng picked up the sword and was about to go out.

Xiaoqi grabbed him. "Sister has left. It's okay, don't be so nervous."

Ye Feng breathed a sigh of relief. "Then what are you doing?"

"I...I'll take a look at you." Xiao Qi whispered, his face flushed.

Ye Feng didn't care and sat at the desk and continued to write something. Xiao Qi walked over and saw it. It was a letter.

"You are all imprisoned here, and you still have the leisure to write letters here," Xiaoqi said quietly.

"Mr. Wu is intervening in the army. I am afraid that Ji's country will undergo a major change. I want to stop him from rebelling." Ye Feng replied. He never forgot that he came to the world and wanted to investigate the conspiracy of the ghost clan. Then he found Wu's ambition. He didn't know if Wu's country was a disaster sent by the ghost clan to the world, but he had to stop the whereabouts of the world from falling into the hands of such a person, which would make Ji's people live in vain.

"If you stay in this room every day, normal people will be suffocated to death." Ye Feng was busy writing a letter and ignored her. Xiaoqi looked around disapprovingly. Sometimes he took out books on the bookshelf to read, and sometimes he played with the exquisite vase placed on the table.

"Ba" Xiao Qi was not careful and the vase fell to the ground.

"What sound?" The guard's voice came from outside the house.

Ye Feng waved his backhand, and the candle on the table was instantly extinguished. Xiao Qi was still stunned, and was pulled under the back window. A piece of paper was stuffed into her hand. Ye Feng whispered in her ear. "Tell this letter to Xiao Zheng, the commander of Jizhou, go quickly."

The moment Xiaoqi jumped out of the window, the door was pushed open, and several guards holding torches rushed in. "Who? Who is here?"

The room was illuminated, and Ye Feng sat up from the bed. "What's the matter?"

Several guards looked around, but they had no choice but to lower their heads and report, their eyes searching around. "General Ye, we heard a noise in your room and thought it was an assassin, so we broke in and disturbed you to rest."

Ye Feng said calmly and calmly. "Well, it's just that the vase is broken. I will ask someone to clean up tomorrow. Now I'm going to rest. You guys go out."

"Yes." Several guards retreated out in disappointment.

Xueyan brought Ji Xian back to the palace. It was almost dawn and everything woke up from the haze. Xiaochen and Hua Ruoxi were sleeping in the dream last night forever.

Xueyan looked at the rising sun in the sky, which was so red and so energetic, but her heart was filled with sadness.

Han Tian intentionally angered her to die in her hands, and to break the curse she carried and let her escape from this tragic fate. No wonder when the Viagra Mother of Ice and Snow took her to the Ice and Snow Peak, she would look at her with such sad eyes and say those strange words to her. It turned out that she was destined to be a bargaining chip to check and balance Han Tian since she was born. Her fate was cursed by the Demon Realm in the dark. Her future would be dark, and her fate was destined to be a tragedy. Xueyan didn't agree with it, and the people around her left one by one, forcing her to suspect that she was an ominous existence.

"What should I do?" Xueyan looked at the dazzling light in the distance and murmured to herself.

Hua Ruoxi used her life to save the life of the person she loved deeply, and the people around her lost their lives because of her misfortune.

I clearly loved me but was hurt severely. I was still alive here for granted. Can death end this game? The opposition between the two realms of heaven and demons and the tragedy between her and Han Tian?

"Hantian, should I also use my life to untie your constraints and protect the people I care about from dying?" Xueyan took out the jade pendant that she had always kept in her arms, remembering the last sentence Hantian said, and live well.

But you don’t know that in the world without you, there is only endless loneliness left. What’s the point of living?
Chapter completed!