"Jun Muqian..." Ying Zijin lowered his voice, "Have you forgotten what I do?"

Jun Muqian said coldly: "Shut up, don't say a word."

She tied the Seven Star Moon Whip to the other side and was still pulling hard.

Ying Zijin looked at her quietly and said in a light voice, "I am a divine fortune teller."

Hearing these four words, Jun Muzhen's body trembled violently, and her voice was difficult: "You really... saw it."

What is divine calculation?

Know destiny, communicate with yin and yang, know the Eight Diagrams, predict misfortunes and fortunes, determine the future life, and judge the past.

This is God’s calculation of the world.

Ying Zijin had foreseen her death a long time ago, and she could see everything.

Jun Muqian closed her eyes and took a deep breath: "You saw it, you still want to..."

She should have expected it.

From the very beginning of their meeting, the outcome was doomed. Ying Zijin had been lying to her, from beginning to end, and she didn't even notice at all.

No wonder Ying Zijin said "if there is a chance", because there is no chance.

No wonder they say "I'll listen to you this time", because there will be no next time.

But at this time, a cold hand slowly touched her cheek, but it was still a little warm.

After Jun Muqian looked over, his pupils shrank and his heart tightened.

That's blood.

A lot of blood.

There were so many wounds on Ying Zijin's body that she couldn't count them.

"Don't move." Jun Muqian calmed his breathing, poured all his spiritual power into the body of the woman in black, sealed the wounds on her body, and softened his tone, "Can I pull you up?"

Ying Zijin didn't answer, but she suddenly smiled.

She has a beautiful face, and her smile is even more magnificent and moving, making people lose their mind.

She coughed a few times and said in a very soft voice: "Jun Muxian, look up."

"What? What are you trying to lie to me about?" Jun Muqian frowned, but she still raised her head.

Looking at it, she was stunned.

It was obviously a dark underworld, but at this time, stars and the moon actually appeared in the sky. The blue, purple and silver lights complemented each other and fell one after another, covering the ground with brilliance. It was so beautiful that it was breathtaking.

A gentle breeze blew past her ears, and white clouds formed above her head.

Jun Muqian was shocked, and there was a bit of disbelief in her eyes.

Even if Ying Zijin stopped talking, how could she not know what Ying Zijin wanted to say after so many years of life and death love between them?

——Jun Muqian, in the future, look up.

The cloud is me, the wind is me.

The star is me, the moon is me.

Everywhere you look, it's me.

I've been there.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Jun Muqian suddenly came back to her senses. She gritted her teeth and her eyes were red, "You want to die, but I won't allow it!"

He sneered again: "Why am I looking at these? Are they comparable to real people?"

"I said I would pull you up, and you will definitely come up! Just hold on!"

But as if trying to fight against her, the pulling force of the vortex suddenly increased. If Jun Muzhen's cultivation had not been upgraded to Daluo Jinxian, she would have been dragged down directly.

Ying Zijin sighed: "If you continue like this, we will all die. Who will save us?"

Jun Muxian still held the hand firmly and gritted her teeth: "No--"

She wanted to save people, but she couldn't just watch her best friend die for her.

Ying Zijin raised his hand, hugged the purple-clothed woman with his last strength, and smiled with a low eyebrow: "Jun Muqian, believe me, everything will get better."

She repeated: "It'll be okay."

"When you wake up, you will find that everything is just a dream, the sky is still the same blue, and we are all still there."

Jun Muxian sneered again: "You fart! From now on, I won't believe a word you say."

The vortex became even bigger at this moment, and its power could almost break a continent.

At this time, Ying Zijin finally smiled again, and she said softly: "Jun Muqian, let go."

"No..." Jun Muqian took a deep breath, her words were already incoherent, her vision was blurred by tears, and she couldn't see anything clearly, only the face in front of her, "Don't say such things, I will pull you

Come up, yes, as long as you come up, I will promise you anything from now on."

"You said you would stand with me at the top. Are you going to break your promise?"

Ying Zijin just smiled and shook his head: "Jun Muqian, we walk separately and meet at the top."

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly exerted a force on her hand and hit the purple-clothed woman's neck directly.

The familiar sharp pain came, and Jun Muzhen's fingers shrank, and the strength also decreased.

The vortex had no resistance, roared, and suddenly pulled the woman in black down, and in an instant, she was submerged into the magma.

"don't want!"

Jun Muqian's pupils suddenly dilated, and her heart seemed to be squeezed tightly by a hand. The pain made her completely breathless.

She was about to jump down without any hesitation, but before she could take action, her vision suddenly went dark.

"boom!"

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Chapter completed!