"Ah, Senior Brother Polong is really you, that's great!" Jones Mary immediately stepped forward to help Long Tianxiang up, and said with some embarrassment: "Senior Brother Polong, Long Aiyu is dead!".
"What? How could this not be fine just now?" Polong shouted in disbelief.
Polong followed Jonesmary's gaze and saw Long Aiyu, who was dressed in black and covered in blood, and immediately rushed towards him like crazy!
"Xiaoyu, what's wrong with you?" Polong came to Long Aiyu's body and cried out. Looking at the terrifying hole in Long Aiyu's chest, Polong's heart seemed to have been hollowed out.
!
"Senior Brother Polong, my condolences..." Mary Jones said softly.
"Ah, what on earth is going on? Which one of you killed him?" Po Long looked at Po Yi, Jones Mary and others coldly, and roared angrily.
"Brother, you dug out Long Aiyu's heart with your own hands, you did it yourself!" Mary Jones said sympathetically, what else in the world can be more painful than killing the son you love most with your own hands?
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"Me? It's impossible. How could I kill Xiaoyu? This is my son!" Polong shouted in disbelief. Then Tai raised his hand and saw that Long Aiyu's blood and some of his heart were still on his hand.
The minced meat suddenly became stupid, because it turned out that he had indeed killed his son with his own hands!
"How could this happen! No, wow!" Polong held Long Aiyu's body, looked up to the sky and howled loudly. Finally, he spit out a large mouthful of blood, and then fainted!
"Hey, help the Holy Son up and bury this man's body!" Mary Jones looked at the heartbroken Soul Dragon and felt a little uncomfortable in her heart. She sighed and ordered.
Then the group started working together and embarked on their journey again.
At the same time, Long Aiyu's soul entered a strange space. This should be an illusory world. Long Aiyu's soul casting this time will be different. Of course, Long Aiyu himself didn't know at this time that he had already
Trapped in a fantasy!
"Where is this place? Why am I still in the Corridor of Death?" After Long Aiyu regained consciousness, he suddenly discovered that this time he had not entered the place where he cast his soul every time, but was already in the Corridor of Death.
"Yin Yang Knife? Universe Mirror? Four Seasons Wings? Are you all still there?" Long Aiyu called, but no one responded to him. He tried hard to enter the world of consciousness, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't.
It was as if he had lost contact with the conscious world.
"What on earth is going on? This is indeed the Corridor of Death! Where is my father?" Long Aiyu looked at the red desert in front of him with confusion and asked at the two red spheres in the sky. But in
No one here answered his questions, everything was so terrifyingly silent!
Long Aiyu looked at the boundless desert, and suddenly he became confused. Where is his path now? It would be too lonely to travel alone without friends like the Qiankun Mirror Yin Yang Knife with whom he can talk!
Long Aiyu was walking aimlessly in the desert. Suddenly, a white light fell from the sky in front of him. Long Aiyu immediately looked ahead warily.
"Father, why are you here?" Long Aiyu watched Long Tianxiang's figure in white appear in front of him after the white light. Long Aiyu shouted in surprise.
"Haha, I know you miss me, so I naturally want to come and see you! Son, are you doing well?" Long Tianxiang said with a smile.
"Father, it's really you, I'm fine, I'm fine!" Long Aiyu immediately pounced on him.
"Haha, silly boy, you are still so careless. You were killed by me just now, and now you are seeking death yourself?" Long Aiyu, who threw himself into Long Tianxiang's arms, suddenly heard Long Tianxiang sneer and then looked at him in disbelief.
I saw a slender sword coming out of my brother's eyes, and the owner of this sword was just now and his kind-hearted father!
"This, you, you, you are Liu Shuo?" Long Aiyu looked at Long Tianxiang and said in disbelief.
"No, who I am depends on you, I will tell you who you think I am!" Long Tianxiang said with a smile, and then Long Aiyu lost consciousness again!
When Long Aiyu regained consciousness again, he saw that the surrounding scenery was still very familiar, but he had already left the Corridor of Death!
"This is..." Long Aiyu walked around and looked at the familiar plants and trees, and said in surprise: "This is the Black Dragon Club! How did I come back here? What is going on? I should be in the Corridor of Death.
He is already dead!",
Long Aiyu walked towards the other courtyard where the brothers lived. When he just arrived in the courtyard, he heard waves of obscene chatter. When Long Aiyu heard these charming moans and gasps, his face changed drastically.
Because he was very familiar with these sounds. These were his brothers, and those melodious moans were his wives!
Long Aiyu rushed into a room angrily. When he kicked open the door, he saw the most heartbreaking scene in his life. That was his most trusted brothers, Bai Yan, Han Bing, Jiang Feng, Shuang Han Bing, Ye Xiang.
They are playing with his favorite wives Xiaoxiang Fuying, Ren Ziyu and Long Tianyu, while his wives are intoxicated and letting others manipulate them and enjoying themselves!
"Asshole, what are you doing?" Long Aiyu shouted loudly.
"Haha, Xiaoyu is back. Didn't you ask us to take good care of your wives? Look at how thorough our care is! Look at how much they enjoy it!" Bai Yan said with a lewd smile,
Others continued to perform primitive actions as if they had not seen Long Aiyu!
"You bastards, Long Aiyu rushed up and pushed Jiang Fengshuang and others away, while Ren Ziyu and others still looked intoxicated.
"Xiaoyu is back, let's play together and see how colorful our life is without you!" Long Tianyu hugged Long Aiyu, while Ren Ziyu and others continued to linger with Jiang Fengshuang and others!
"You are all bastards, damn it!" Long Aiyu yelled with red eyes. At this moment, a blood-red long knife appeared in front of Long Aiyu. Long Aiyu grabbed the long knife without hesitation,
A burst of crazy slashing.
After a while, there was no one alive in the room except Long Aiyu. His brothers and wives all fell to the ground miserably, dead.
After everything was over, Long Aiyu looked at the body of the person to whom his close relatives had written, as if they were walking zombies!
"Why are you doing this to me, why? Woohoo!" Long Aiyu cried.
"Brother, second brother...what's wrong with you?" Long Aiyu shouted sadly towards the incomplete body on the ground.