Chapter 1109: Death of Tong Yan (Five)

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Tong Xin felt a pain in his heart, yeah, this is the Temple of Heaven, Qin Ming cannot come! Coming is dead! She would rather die here than want him to take the risk. "Did you keep mumbling the day before yesterday, will your brother-in-law come to save you?"
"Can't come ... he can't come ..."
"He will think of a way, believe him."
"Sister ... promise me."
"what?"
"You have to go out alive, you have to ... with your brother-in-law ..." Tong Yan's voice was weak and mute, echoing quietly in the dark dungeon.
"Don't think about it, we will all go out. The Temple of Heaven hasn't killed us, there must be other uses ... Ah ..." Tong Xin suddenly hugged his head, mourning in pain, and the aftermath of the curse would occur every one or two hours It was like she had something to get out of it, which made her anxious.
Tong Yan was sad and sad. It is very likely that the two of them were really useful, but because of this, Tong Xin was more dangerous than him.
Because he is the son of the Ziyan clan chief, and Tong Xin is only a daughter, he is more important than Tong Xin. Because he is a man, Tong Xin makes a woman, and because Tong Xin is Qin Ming's wife, Tong Xin is more vulnerable.
If Xi Tiandian wants to warn the Ziyan tribe, he will definitely hurt Tong Xin first. If he wants to bargain with the Zi Yan tribe, he will also hurt Tong Xin first.
What if he was dead?
There is only Tong Xin left in the hands of Wu Tiandian, and it should not hurt her so easily.
I'm dead. Maybe Tiantian Temple may be better for her, even if ... just a better room ...
"Am I going to die?"
"I didn't die in the battlefield, but in the dungeon."
"I was ... so weak ..."
"Brother-in-law ... next life ... I will definitely surpass you ..."
"Next life ... I'm not a master ..."
"Yaohua ... Yao Xue ... I'm sorry ..."
Tong Yan opened his blood-stained eyes, and in the hazy sight was Tong Xin's mournful look, and tears came from the corners of his eyes, mixed with blood and slipping down his cheeks. "Sister ... have a good relationship with your brother-in-law ..."
Tong Xin lifted his head in pain, his hair was loose, and despite the pain, he had an ominous hunch: "Children, what are you doing ... don't do stupid things ..."
"Relax, I won't do stupid things."
"Your brother-in-law will definitely come to your rescue, definitely, surely ..." Tong Xin clutched her head vigorously, her body shaking.
"I don't want him here, I will send you out."
"Ah? Tong Yan ... Stand up, you stand up and look at me." Tong Xin was almost faint in pain, but anxious in his heart. what happened? Since last night, Tongyan has been a little weird. Is it tortured to collapse?
Tong Yan smiled suddenly: "Sister, if you can go back, ask for a child with your brother-in-law. At the full moon, hold me to my grave, toast a glass of wine, and tell him that he has a puppet ... called Tong Yan. Sister ... Help I have a word with my father, all these years ... I hate him, I respect him too, filial piety ... be filial piety in the next life. Apologize for Yaohua and Yaoxue, and say ... promise them, I may ... can't make it, sorry ... "
"Tongyan! What are you doing! Tongyan! Look at me!" Tong Xin felt a sting in her heart, struggling to stand up, hissing and screaming, and somehow, tears came out of her eyes.
"Sister ... live ... well ..." Tong Yan curled up her body, closed her eyes, smiled slightly, and thought Qin entered the sea of ​​air, lighting the ancient bronze lamp with the soul as the core. A blaze of blue flames bloomed silently, like a flood that opened the gate, rushing out, overflowing with the sea of ​​gas, heading toward the meridians of the whole body.
"Tongyan! No! No!" Tong Xin hissed and mourned, madly struggling, but entangled in chains, and the aftermath of the curse was tormenting her head. "Don't ... haven't gotten there yet ... don't ..."
Tong Yan crouched hard, holding his shoulders, and burying his head. The faint blue flame mixed with purple flames gradually spread from the meridians to flesh and bloomed throughout the body.
"I promised my mother to protect you. I ... didn't do my best ... but I ... did my best ..."
"Mother, I tried my best ... really ... I tried my best ..."
"Mother, son ... miss you ..."
Tongyan murmured, tears shed, and the purple and blue flames transpired throughout the body, burning from the inside to the outside, from the outside to the inside.
Sister, here in this dungeon, dungeon and dungeon, all I can do is this, I hope I can use my death for your life, even if it is only for a moment's safety.
Sister, would like to live in the future ... and be your brother ...
"No! No! Tongyan! Save people, come and save people!" Tong Xin wailed, her hair spread, and she knelt on the ground.
"What noisy, dead father ..." The outside guard scolded and walked in, but he saw the burning man inside, his face suddenly changed, and he ran out in a hurry: "Elder! Elder! Someone committed suicide !!"
The dungeon guards knew who was being held in this cage, a pair of sons and daughters of the Ziyan clan, and the wife and little sister-in-law of Qin Ming of the Temple of Heaven. After being held here, they were strictly kept secret, and they should not be surprised. , Will have other uses in the future.
Even the elders came in three times a day to check, just to make sure they were alive.
The elder hurried over and did not wait to open the prison door. A compelling cold had burst out of the body and filled the cell. There was a wonderful spiritual body in the cold that was tumbling, and rushed to the burning child tongue. Fully suppress the faint blue flames and purple flames.
The elder was specially transferred from other places by the Black Stone Hall. It is an ice-like property, designed to restrain the children's words and children, and the realm is in the Four Heavens of Heaven.
"Save him, quickly save him." Tong Xin sat on the ground kneeling, resisting the cold, and the pain caused by the sequelae of the curse. Her tears were frozen on her face, her heart was crying, save him ... save him……
The cold bone tide froze the entire prison, Ziyan gradually extinguished under the erosion of those spirits, but the faint blue flame was still burning, and it was impossible to suppress it.
"He's burning his soul?"
The elder immediately realized what was happening, walked quickly to him, clasped his head, and penetrated into the body like a knife, and soon found the problem in the sea of ​​anger. A mysterious bronze ancient lamp actually burned the whole sea of ​​gas, burning his soul.
The breath of Tong Yan has become inconceivable, not only the soul is burned through, but the body is also half ruined.
The elder had no other choice. He sprayed three blood sperm in his mouth, pulled all spirits into Tong Yan's body, and forcibly sealed him after a fierce battle. It was better for him to get stuck in the last breath, just to watch him die like this. At least, there is an account of the Black Stone Hall.
"He ... how's he?" Tong Xin asked in a trembling voice, but when the blue flames went out, Tong Yan was already adolescent, like a corpse pulled from a fire. Tong Xin's eyes were dark, pain, anxiety, and despair, destroying her weak willpower and paralyzed on the ground.
"Why not optimistic about him?" The elder rose, his face grim and scary.
The guards knelt on the ground, shaking trembling, but did not dare to talk.
The elder looked at the children's words blocked by ice inside and out. Is this all the way, can there be any rescue? How long can this last breath get stuck. The point is, what else can this shabby half-dead look be used for? "You are optimistic about this woman and you should never let her go wrong."
"Understand! Understand!" The guards kept hoeing.
The elder quickly left the dungeon and went to the Black Stone Hall to make an obituary. Did he deal with the child's words directly?