Chapter 14 You Died in Front of the Girl
"After all, we have reached the end of our rope."
The calm voice echoed between heaven and earth.
Compared to the innocence of childhood and the weakness of girlhood, the 20-year-old Xu Moli has eyes like a deep pool, a cold and peerless appearance, and fluttering clothes like a fairy from heaven.
Her black hair is like a waterfall, lightly tied with a jade hairpin.
Her slender fingers hold the sword to defend against the enemy.
Sharp, strong, and sharp.
No one knows what Xu Moli has experienced. Every move he makes is terrifying, killing the demon monks.
But human power has its limits. As the demon monks set up a large formation, Xu Moli, who is only at the foundation-building stage, soon fell into the dilemma of being surrounded and blocked.
Is he going to die?
Feeling that there is not much mana left and the almost broken magic sword, he looked at the airtight demon formation around him.
Xu Moli chuckled, with murderous intent in his smile.
"You rats of the demon sect, come and fight!"
Ignoring the so-called persuasion to surrender, in the eyes of the demon sect monks who were shocked and angry, the female sword fairy slashed out the last amazing sword and instantly killed two early Jindan.
Then she was bombarded by many magic weapons and fell straight from the air.
The girl knew.
With the current situation, no one would come to support and save her.
But she was not afraid or regretful.
Long ago, she was ready to die at any time, after all, she was a person who had walked through the gates of hell.
However, when she thought of saying goodbye to the world, she felt more or less reluctant, for the Tianjian Sect, for her master Li Wanshou, for Black Stone City, and -
the man who had accompanied her for eight or nine tenths of her life, warm and reassuring, but now has long gone.
In the past three years.
Xu Moli has experienced a lot of things and has been to many places.
But no matter how new the scenery is, it can't fill the emptiness after the man left.
What kind of feelings do I have for that man? Every night when it's late and quiet, Xu Moli would ask herself this question in her heart.
Is it hatred? It seems so, I hate him for leaving without saying goodbye.
Is it love? It's a bit like it, but not quite. It's different from the love and family affection that ordinary people talk about. It's an inexplicable feeling that I want to be together forever.
But now.
There's no need to think about these anymore.
After all, I'm going to die soon.
Inexplicably, when his life was in danger, Xu Moli looked at the demon cultivator who was accumulating killing power in the air again, and a thought of relief emerged in his heart.
Fortunately, the man had already left the Tianjian Sect.
Otherwise, he would be in danger today, and he might even die. That was a scene that the girl didn't want to see.
"Tear——"
The sound like tearing cloth suddenly echoed in the sky, which made the girl who was waiting for death calmly stunned for a moment. She looked up at the sky, but found that the sky of despair was cut off by the shocking sword light.
Looking carefully, you can see a familiar bloodstained figure stumbling towards here.
That is her most dependent brother.
That is her only hero.
That is the important person for whom she is happy and sad.
But why, why does that person appear here! ?
"No, don't... stop, stop!"
"No, no, absolutely don't, don't keep coming over here--!!!", panic and confusion instantly occupied the girl's originally cold face.
She vaguely foresaw something, a very terrible and absolutely unacceptable future.
But Xu Xi is still moving forward.
Like before, when the girl needed him the most, he went to the girl's side.
...
[Pain, too much pain]
[Your consciousness is overwhelmed by endless pain, you almost lose the ability to think, but you still remember clearly that the purpose of your trip is to protect your sister]
[You drive the wooden sword back to the long-lost Tianjian Sect]
[You see the sect being destroyed, you see your fellow disciples being killed, you see your grown-up sister trapped in the magic path]
[You swing the wooden sword without hesitation and use the magic you once used to slash at the villains who tried to hurt your treasure. You are discovered, and you fight fiercely with the magic monks]
Muscles are wailing.
Bones are breaking.
Blood is spraying.
On the battlefield of Tianjian Sect, Xu Xi's whole body is stained with blood, and he looks like he should have died long ago, but he is still moving forward, numbly swinging the wooden sword in his hand.
The Nascent Soul mana that does not belong to him is condensed into a rainbow.
He cuts off a late Jindan in the waist.
But at the same time, the counterattack from the magic monks also cuts off one of Xu Xi's feet and disappears.
"He is Xu Xi, the first true disciple of the Tianjian Sect. Come on, let's kill him together!"
A demon cultivator shouted in fear, recognizing Xu Xi's identity.
His record of killing a late Jindan cultivator in one move was too amazing.
As a result, the demon cultivators were terrified, and under the pressure in their hearts, they all joined forces to attack Xu Xi.
"Brother!!!"
Xu Moli shouted the long-lost name, her expression was more panicked than ever before. She wanted to break the formation and go out to fight with Xu Xi.
But she was too weak.
The attack could not break through the constraints of the formation.
She could only watch helplessly, with a desperate attitude of tears in her eyes, watching the blood-stained figure fall down again and again, and stand up again and again.
"Please, don't..."
Another sword light flashed across the sky.
Four Jindan demon cultivators died, and Xu Xi also paid the price of breaking his legs.
He could no longer stand up, so he could only crawl on the ground with his hands, moving forward in an extremely slow and funny manner.
The wounds on his broken legs were bleeding continuously.
The soil along the road was soaked with blood, forming long trails of blood.
The demon cultivators were terrified, and they could not tell who was the real demon for a while, but they still suppressed their fear and continued to siege Xu Xi.
This time, Xu Xi paid the price of being burned black all over his body and completely losing his left arm.
Kill all the remaining Jindan demon cultivators.
"No, don't do this... Why, I'm just a burden..."
The girl knelt on the ground with dull eyes.
She cried miserably.
Tears flowed down her cheeks, dripping on her body and thighs, and it was an expression of complete despair and complete collapse.
"Please, don't... Don't come over again... Please..."
"Woo--!!"
Tears flowed.
She was trembling with fear.
Looking at the figure in front of him whose whole body was burnt black, with only the upper body left, struggling to move forward and crawling with one arm, the despair in his heart almost buried his soul.
Unable to breathe, unable to think, every subtle movement was filled with great sadness.
He could only tremble and wait for the tragedy to come.
Crack——
Finally, the "monster" that was burned beyond human form, leaning on the wooden sword with the only remaining right arm, struggled to crawl to the front of the formation that trapped Xu Moli.
With the last strength and the last magic power.
A sword pierced through the entire formation.
Xu Xi's cracked lips slightly opened, as if he wanted to say something, but his vocal cords had been burned long ago and he could not make any sound.
But Xu Moli understood what Xu Xi really wanted to say.
"Brother is here to save you, Moli."
"Brother didn't lie to you."
Bang——
Almost at the moment the formation was broken, Xu Xi closed his eyes slightly, only to feel tiredness surging in an instant, and there was no way to do anything anymore, just wanting to sleep.
In the girl's desperate and collapsed eyes, Xu Xi's burnt body dissipated in the wind.
He didn't give her the slightest chance to save her.
Her mouth opened wide.
She wanted to cry but couldn't.
She could only let out a desperate howl, hating her own incompetence over and over again.
[You are dead]
[Simulation ends]