But asking her to chop off his head would be too cruel.
If...if Wen Shaoyi knew...
She simply couldn't imagine how much Wen Shaoyi would hate her.
"Do you want to see her controlling my body and killing people randomly? Then...then I will be just a corpse. Whether it has bones or not, whether it is poisoned or not...it doesn't matter anymore. What matters is...I...I am
Level seven..."
This sentence made Gu Chunuan grit his teeth.
Her men said anxiously, "Chief, since he said so, let's cut off his head. Huaying has evil intentions. If his body is used to deal with our Jade Clan, I'm afraid... I'm afraid..."
"Yes, Patriarch, he won't survive anyway. Trying to survive will only increase the pain. If we chop off his head, we have helped him."
The Tianfen Clan has killed so many people from their Jade Clan, and they hate it deeply.
However, the Tianfen Clan leader was really miserable.
They couldn't bear to abuse him anymore.
It would be better to cut off his head and give him a happy life.
"Clan Leader Gu, you... please do it quickly, I beg you..."
Wen Chengtian has never begged anyone in his life.
Unexpectedly, before dying, he would need to ask his mortal enemy to kill him.
This has to be said to be an extremely ironic thing.
Gu Chunuan closed his eyes in pain.
She didn't want to chop it, but she couldn't do it without it.
Seventh level...
This is a time bomb.
Even if Huaying didn't use his body to deal with the Jade people, if he used it to deal with any sect in the world, or massacred everywhere...
That……
"Are you sure that just cutting off your head will be enough?"
"I'm sure, absolutely sure, that this is the only way."
If you want to break the witchcraft of the Tianfen clan, you have to cut off the head while you are still alive. The witchcraft will naturally be broken.
"Okay, I'm offended..."
A smile finally broke out on Wen Chengtian's painful face.
For him, death is now a relief.
He closed his eyes and waited for death to come.
Gu Chunuan held the sword tremblingly, and seemed to have made great determination before raising the sword and cutting off Wen Chengtian's head alive.
Blood splattered everywhere.
The head fell to the ground and rolled several times on the ground.
Sorry... Wen Shaoyi...
I don't want to use such cruel means to kill your father.
But I...have no choice...
You are right to complain...
Gu Chunuan's heartbeat quickened and his eyes turned red.
Almost when she cut off Wen Chengtian's head, Wen Shaoyi and a group of elders were running here, and happened to see Gu Chunuan's sword slashing Wen Chengtian.
"father……"
Wen Shaoyi roared violently, formed seals with his hands, and the air instantly solidified.
Hundreds of snowflakes fell one after another, turning into sharp snow lotus blades and shooting towards Gu Chunuan.
His anger surged wildly, hatred burst out from his eyes, and the warmth of the past disappeared, like a murderous god.
An unparalleled killing god from hell.
Cold.
Brutal.
gloomy.
His whole body was filled with endless killing intent.
"Gu Chunuan, you killed my father, slaughtered my people, and destroyed my Tianfen clan. This hatred is irreconcilable. I, Wen Shaoyi, swear that as long as I live, I will never let you go. Sooner or later, I will also kill you."
All the people of the tribe were slaughtered to death, and there were no humans or animals left.”
Bursts of ice and snow.
Even the air is filled with murderous aura.
It has the potential to sweep across the world.
When Gu Chunuan heard his words, she couldn't help but feel pain in her heart.
But she doesn't have that much time to grieve over spring and autumn.
Wen Shaoyi's incredible trick cannot be stopped, everyone here will die.