Chapter 629 How Should I Save You
“Bright…”The sound seemed to come from the sky. Song Jiaojiao's eyelashes trembled, and she looked down in disbelief at the sword that pierced her chest.
Behind him, the arrogant and hearty voice of the sword-wielding man came.
"Haha, everyone look, I killed this witch, haha... um."
The man who stabbed Song Jiaojiao was a middle-aged man, the patriarch of a family. He was usually ambitious and arrogant. At this moment, he looked at his chest in disbelief. A hand pierced through his body from behind. The slender hand was covered in blood and looked very scary.
The head of the family couldn't help but look back at the owner of the hand, it was Xu Xinghe.
At this moment, Xu Xinghe's eyes were bloodshot and extremely cruel, making people tremble with fear.
The head of the family still couldn't understand why Xu Xinghe wanted to kill him. His eyes turned black and he stopped breathing due to blood loss.
Over there, Xu Xinghe flashed and caught the shaky Song Jiaojiao. His scarlet eyes were filled with sadness and helplessness. Looking at the wound on Song Jiaojiao's body, Xu Xinghe burst into tears. He looked at the blood-red on Song Jiaojiao's body and trembled helplessly, saying, "Jiao, Jiaojiao, how can I save you? How can I save you..."
Song Jiaojiao looked at Xu Xinghe and sneered, "Xu Xinghe, why do you have to be so hypocritical?"
Xu Xinghe: "Stop talking, stop talking, how can I save you, where is the doctor, yes, doctor, no, I will take you to see a doctor, doctor..."
Xu Xinghe picked up Song Jiaojiao and flew to a nearby town to find a doctor.
Because earthquakes were too frequent and the demonic energy was fierce, cracks appeared not only around the town, but also in nearby places. Looking from above, the cracks looked like hideous and terrifying scars, deeply engraved between the green mountains and clear waters, and rich demonic energy was emanating from the cracks, revealing decay, blood, and killing everywhere.
But none of this matters. The most urgent task now is to find a doctor for Song Jiaojiao.
Xu Xinghe tightened his grip on Song Jiaojiao's hand a little. There was no expression on his face, and his eyes were heavy and deep, as if he was suppressing something, or as if a dying person was grasping at a life-saving straw and would not let go for a long time.
Song Jiaojiao looked at Xu Xinghe, her eyes full of sadness.
She said, "Why bother?"
Xu Xinghe said in a somewhat suppressed voice: "Don't talk."
Song Jiaojiao: "So many years have passed, why do you have to pretend to be affectionate?"
Xu Xinghe's voice trembled: "Until now, do you still think that my love for you is fake?"
Song Jiaojiao: "This is not a feeling, but it should be so. You rejected me for Yue Cheng at the beginning, and now you have let Yue Cheng down, Xu Xinghe. I don't understand you, so who do you love?"
Xu Xinghe couldn't wait to say: "I love you. I have always loved you. I was too conceited and didn't understand myself well enough."
Once upon a time, he also thought he loved Yue Cheng.
It was not until Song Jiaojiao's death that he realized there was a kind of love that was ingrained in one's bones and blood and difficult to give up.
Song Jiaojiao said with a pale face: "But I don't love you anymore, Xu Xinghe. The Song Jiaojiao who loved you died a long time ago..."
Xu Xinghe didn't say anything.
But my heart feels unusually heavy.
Song Jiaojiao said: "Xu Xinghe, please let me go. I have been your mistress, okay? From now on, or in the next life, we will just pretend that we have never met..."
As she spoke, Song Jiaojiao slapped Xu Xinghe on the shoulder. Xu Xinghe's hands were a little unsteady. Looking at the shaky Song Jiaojiao, he luckily managed to stabilize himself in time. However, he did not expect that Song Jiaojiao turned over after slapping him and got out of his hands. When he reacted, Song Jiaojiao only gave him a piece of bright red clothing corner.
The key point is that he hasn't grabbed the corner of the clothes yet.
“Bright…”
Xu Xinghe shouted in panic, and the next moment, he leaned over and chased after Song Jiaojiao. In the air that was tainted by the devil's energy, a bright red figure fell rapidly, and at the top, a white figure was trying its best to chase after her.
Finally, the red figure fell into the crack, and soon after, the white figure followed suit.
This scene was seen by the fleeing practitioners, who were all panicked and at a loss.
"What, what should we do?" someone asked in confusion.
"What else can we do? Let's go..." someone reminded and took the lead in escaping.
Without Song Jiaojiao's help, the people involved in the rescue fell into the cracks one after another. Soon, shrill screams were heard from the cracks, which made people's scalps numb. The practitioners standing in the safe area ready to rescue were at a loss. One of them trembled and said, "Now, what should we do now?"
"We have to find a way to leave here. These things are too ferocious. Many people have died. I don't know if there are any other places." Someone analyzed, his eyes revealing calmness and wisdom. As if thinking of something, the cultivator said: "Where is the woman who saved people at the beginning?"
The people around the man looked at each other, and finally one of them raised his hand and said, "I saw it."
"What did you see?"
"I saw someone kill the woman, and then another person appeared behind and took the woman away. No one knew where they went."
The man frowned, looking somewhat displeased: "At this time, someone is trying to take advantage of the situation."
The man has already defined the other party as the woman's enemy, and deeply feels that the other party is taking advantage of the woman's rescue to fish in troubled waters and give her a fatal blow. Such people are exactly what everyone in the Xuanxiu world hates.
"Why do I feel like the one who saved that woman was Xing Jiao Xian Zun!" Someone said stupidly. His words attracted everyone's attention. Seeing that everyone was looking at him, the man said, "I once had the honor of meeting Xing Jiao Xian Zun. His demeanor was beyond compare. The figure who just saved that woman looked a bit like Xing Jiao Xian Zun, but I think it was just a resemblance. He should have nothing to do with Xing Jiao Xian Zun."
His words were echoed by another person, who said, "I have also seen Xing Jiao Xian Zun before. He was looking for someone at that time. It was said to be his wife. Do you think that woman could be his wife..."
Everyone fell into silence.
The silence was a little weird.
Especially in this place where evil spirit is everywhere.
This weirdness became more prominent.
"By the way, should we run away?"
"You're right, we really should leave here."
The four people looked at each other, and finally ran in one direction tacitly. Then, after running a few steps, the four people suddenly fell to the ground. No, to be more precise, the four people fell into the nearest crack.
Just when they thought they were going to die without a burial place, a breeze blew over, and the next moment, the collars of the four people were lifted up. When they opened their eyes again, they could see the sky shrouded in evil spirits.
"What's going on? We're still alive."
"Great, who saved us?"
"uh-huh."
A heavy cough was heard beside them, and as if as a reminder, the four of them looked at the two people standing next to them.
One was dressed in red and looked like a playboy.
A man dressed in black brocade clothes, the style is quite strict, and his expression is very serious.
It’s the Immortal Master Li He, and the Immortal Master Fan Jing!
