It scared Yi Jing to sleep all night long, fearing that he would die without a burial place.

Pfft...!

With these in mind, Yi Jing Jiao burned in anger and his special whip pounded toward Xiao Guang.

Little light, which should not have been harmed in the ruins of the sky, was beaten by this whip, but cried out in pain.

The whole person is cramped and wants to curl into a bunch.

Yi Jing saw him so that he felt a bad breath in his heart.

This whip is made by a teacher. Although it does not diminish the child's energy, it can make him suffer.

“Keep an eye on the changes in the killing list and never let Ye Liangchen come to the top. ”

"Don't worry, Master Jing, the most elite assassination team has gone to intercept the woman. After this period of observation, we have mastered her methods of leaving the ruins of the sky and the time it takes, and this time we will never let her escape again. ”

“Even if these people really didn't succeed in the interception, we prepared a second package. ”

Saying, this subordinate turned around and looked behind him.

Only there were dozens of monks being tied up by five flowers and unconscious on the ground.

“As long as these people die, even if the dead men sent fail to kill Ye Liangchen, we can defeat them at the last minute. ”

Yijing Xiao smiled satisfactorily and then gave a dark and brutal look to Xiaoguang.

“You think you can find a way to live by the mountain with that bitch? Oh, I didn't think so! The more times she gets to the top of the slaughter list, the more impatient she is in the ruins of the sky, and the more aggressive the erosion you and the Floating Island Gate become. ”

This is also one of the reasons why Yijingxuan's men did not seek any more trouble from Muyan.

“Little bastard, you got the wrong dial. Ye Liangchen, instead of saving you, hastened your demise and our success. Ha ha ha ha... Soon, soon we will get what we want. And you and that bitch will be scattered in the ruins of the sky forever! ”

Xiaoguang raised his head slowly and the hair in front of his forehead fell, pulling a dark shadow into his clear, glassy eyes.

His figure was faint and faint, and the whole person seemed to dissipate at any moment.

But his voice is still clear and resolute: “First generation host... will not die, she said will save Xiaoguang, then surely... will save Xiaoguang..."

“Huh? First generation host? What the hell is that? This kid ain't no fool, is he? ”

“Ha ha, he is not a human being, maybe it is just the organ spirit derived from the ruins of the day, and his brain is not working properly. ”

A few hip-hop jokes, and time passes a little.

The little light bound to the door is weakening.

His consciousness began to blur and his memory began to dissipate.

He doesn't remember who he is and why he's here.

A despair that is about to be forever abandoned and forgotten.

And he doesn't even know what kind of mood despair is.

But it was in such despair that a voice rang again and again in his ear.

Xiaoguang, don't be afraid. Whoever controls you, I will give you back your freedom.

First generation host... First generation host, where are you?

When will I be free?

I don't... I don't want to forget you!

Dropping long lashes, what crystalline liquid is shaking but disappearing without a trace.