Chapter 844: How could it die?

"Cough cough..." Qin Bai coughed slightly, and opened the dust of the monks. This stone wall is really not hard. Under such impact, it is just a hole in the bowl. Qin white face is slightly hairy. Cold, staring at the stone wall, his face was deep.
Qin Bai’s movement has just fallen, and there seems to be a short-term stagnation outside the hole. Then there is the mad slamming sound. The sound comes and then comes, Qin Bai is not idle, waving his fist and hitting again. Hold your ears close.
The huge sound echoed in this cave, and it shook people's hearts.
"Bang!" How many times is the wave of arms, the hard stone wall, finally thinned, and heard the voice from outside.
"The master does not fight..." The voice was so small, so familiar that Jingyue’s brain appeared a short-circuit, and Qin Bai used his best to wave his arm for the last time. The stone wall made a loud roar. The stone collapsed and the dust rolled down.
Jingyue stared at the slowly dissipating dust, listening to the stepping footsteps, and finally saw the figure standing on the stone pile at the moment when the dust dissipated. The black clothes, the dust, and the pair of hands full of blood and scars.
"Xiao Yu..." At this moment, there are no more people in Jingyue’s eyes. She only sees him.
Xiao Yu’s face is full of dust, and the cuffs of the clothes are broken. What you can see is the dusty, still bleeding arms. You can’t find a complete skin on one hand. It is a tyrannical color, and a pair of dark eyes are full of red blood.
The heavy dead air in the eyelids made Jing Yue look at his heart.
Xiao Yu looked up at Jingyue, the living Jingyue standing in front of him, the familiar calling voice, at this moment Xiao Yu almost rushed over, using his scarred hands, exhausted Hug Jing Yue.
"Moon...the moon..." Xiao Yu was so powerful that the big one almost broke the bones of Jingyue. The trembling body, that is, the call of sorrow or joy, a sigh of vibration The heart of the month was sore, and he returned to his arms and hugged Xiao Yu’s waist. He buried his head in his chest and suddenly burst into tears.
"Xiao Yu..." Jing Yue choked the name of Xiao Yu, so clear voice.
"I thought... I lost you." Xiao Yu held tightly for a long time, and said deeply, "Jing Yue... Jing Yue."
Xiao Yu greedily smells the smell of Jingyue. For so long, the tyrannical sentiment, when I heard that Jingyue is likely to be killed by the poisonous sect, at that moment, Xiao Yu’s anger is almost uncontrollable, and the heart is like Suddenly, by the sharp knife, the cockroach went to the flesh and blood.
It hurts him almost suffocating.
how is this possible.
How can he die in his Jingyue!
Looking for it day and night, I cut down every tree in the forest and drained every drop of water in the pond. In just a few days, Xiao Yu was suffering almost every moment, and every moment was missing. Every moment is blaming.
Until this moment, I saw Jing Yue live in front of myself.
The joy that was lost and recovered shocked his brain and struck his heart.
Holding Jing Yue tightly, he never again wants to let go.
I don't want to.