Xiao Qingqing's smiling eyes were narrowed to a slit, and his smile was like the most brilliant flower blooming in spring, and his palm was pressing on the head of Yan Nangui, who had completely lost the breath of life, absorbing
With that strong aura of death.
"Xiao Wuqing!"
This sight made Ye Dong almost go crazy. While roaring in anger, he raised his fist regardless, and with all his strength like a tide, he smashed towards Xiao Wuqing.
"I gave you two chances, but now you have no chance! Hurry up!"
Facing Ye Dong's full blow, Xiao Qingqing didn't take it at all. After leaving these words lightly, his figure suddenly turned into a shadow and left the cave.
Ye Dong didn't care to chase Xiao Qingqing, but hugged Yan Nangui's body that was gradually stiff and cold: "Yan Nangui, Yan Nangui, wake up, wake up!"
In fact, Ye Dong's spiritual thoughts have already swept through Yan Nangui's body. Even the soul of Yan Nangui has dissipated. He is completely dead. How can he respond to his call again.
Seeing the trace of unwillingness solidified on Yan Nangui's face, Ye Dong's heart was as sharp as a knife!
"sorry Sorry sorry!"
Apart from these three words, Ye Dong could not say anything else.
Although he was not the one who killed Yan Nangui, it was because he did not kill Xiao Wuqing that he should have killed that day that Yan Nangui died today.
The cause of all this lies in Ye Dong, and now Yan Nangui's death is the result!
Ye Dong's body suddenly trembled, and he thought of the words Xiao Qingqing left when he left just now. He didn't even have time to grieve, he directly broke the love boundary and said to Yan Nangui's body: "Yan Nan
Go, don’t worry, I, Ye Dong, swear on my life that I will definitely kill Xiao Qingwu and avenge you in this life!"
After sending Yan Nangui to the world of love, Ye Dong hurried to the next world where his friends were.
When leaving the cave, Ye Dong did not notice that Xiao Qingqing was not far away at all and was hiding in the shadows.
There are many worlds in the Fengshen War, and Ye Dong has many friends. No matter how powerful Xiao Qingwu is, he cannot predict in advance who Ye Dong will save first, so he can only follow behind Ye Dong.
After knowing which world Ye Dong entered, he then killed his friends in front of Ye Dong.
In fact, if Ye Dong was calmer, he should be able to think of this, but Yan Nangui's death has made Ye Dong completely lose his calmness and reason.
"He is my junior brother. Even if he makes a mistake and messes with someone he shouldn't mess with, I, his senior brother, will naturally stand up for him!"
Just because of these words, Ye Dong still has a trace of luck, thinking that Xiao Qingqing, the third senior brother who once saved him and made him feel the same sect, may just talk about it and will not really attack him.
Kill your own friends.
But witnessing the death of Yan Nangui with his own eyes was like a heavy hammer that severely shattered the last trace of luck. He only had one thought left in his mind, which was to save his friend and race against time with Xiao Wuqing.
Save one if you can.
"Xiao Wuqing, why did you do this, why did you kill my friend? Why!"
Ye Dong was running around like crazy, repeating these words over and over again. He really wanted to know the reason.
Thousands of miles behind him, Xiao Qingqing followed him unhurriedly, also mumbling words, as if answering his question: "I'm here to help you!"
Mo Kui was walking in a desert. Although he and Yan Nangui entered the Conferring God War together, they were scattered when they entered. And he also relied on the strength of his demon cultivators to forcefully fight against the Conferred Gods.
It was difficult to survive until now in the God War.
His body is stronger, and there is a trace of demonic energy surrounding his eyes. He doesn't know now that if he continues to practice at this speed, accumulates more demonic energy, and clearly understands the magic pattern, he will
He might even become the new Demon God!
Gods are not only the direct descendants of existing gods. Any living being in the world, even an ant, has the possibility of becoming a god!
It's a pity that Mo Kui has no chance of becoming a god, because a smiling man in black suddenly appeared in front of him, and behind him, a crazy roar came: "Xiao Qingwu!"
This voice?
There was a trace of confusion on Mo Kui's face, but it instantly turned into solemnity, because he could feel a terrifying aura of death from the man in black in front of him.
"kill!"
Mo Kui suddenly took action, using his fists to bring up a black bolt, and rushed towards the man in black in front of him. At the same time, his figure was retreating rapidly.
Obviously, he knew that he was no match for the person in front of him, so he could only find a way to escape, or delay for some time until the owner of the voice behind him arrived.
Mo Kui's combat experience is indeed very rich, but at this moment his enemy is the God of Death. In the face of the huge gap in strength, any conspiracy and any experience are useless.
Xiao Qingqing pointed out, directly broke open the black leather strap, and landed on the forehead of Mo Kui. Suddenly, a shrill howl came from Mo Kui's mouth.
"Boom!"
Before he could finish his scream, Mo Kui's tall body fell heavily backwards, falling to the ground like a hill, throwing up a cloud of smoke and dust.
And in the smoke and dust, his eyes finally saw clearly the familiar red reflection rushing towards him.
"Ye, dong!"
With a hint of unwillingness, after the name was spit out from Mo Kui's mouth with difficulty, "Mo Kui of the Flying Demon Clan, die!"
"No!"
Ye Dong roared, there was only five meters left, he could arrive in time, but just this five meters difference, this instant distance, made him lose a friend again.
"continue!"
With that gentle smile, Xiao Qingqing actually waved to Ye Dong, turned around and left.
"etc!"
Ye Dong suddenly spoke out and called out Xiao Qingwu. Although his face was ferocious, he said in a pleading tone: "Xiao Qingwu, if you want to kill me, just kill me. Don't hurt my friends anymore!"
Xiao Qingqing turned around, looked at Ye Dong with a smile, shook his head slowly and said: "No, it's not time to kill you yet, hurry up, this game is very fun!"
Seeing Xiao Qingqing's back about to disappear, Ye Dong's eyes were full of anger, and he said coldly: "Then when is the time to kill me!"
"When all your friends die, when all your relatives die, when you are like me..."