Chu Qihun thought to himself that he had done nothing, but he had been taking the blame for Jun Moye that he could not finish. How could the depression in his heart be a pity? He was not present in the past, and although he was angry, he could do nothing, but today
But what I saw with my own eyes and heard with my own ears was really furious!
People deny it in front of you, but you still have red mouths and white teeth and insist that it is me... Me... Do I look like a sucker like this? These three fucking people from the three holy places are too...
You're a mess!
My authentic Chu Qihun is watching here and listening. The fake guy is still denying it. You still can't figure out such an obvious thing, and the shit basin is still squeezing on my head.
!
Chu Qihun finally understood how he took the blame, but this enlightenment made him even more angry and furious! It turned out that the guys from the three holy places touched their lips and said yes
Whoever is who it is. Denied is useless, and explanation is even more useless! I guess this was the case before. No wonder I came one by one. It is really difficult to not take the blame when I met these treacherous groups of brainless people...
But bullying depends on the partner! Do you really think I'm very soft? Let you guys pin it? I really don't believe it anymore. I have to force you this time!
So Chu Zhizun was furious and furious! In addition, seeing Wei Kongqun rushing out in anger, his back was completely unprepared. The Kongmen was extremely seductive. Of course, Chu Qihun did not think about such a Coca-Cola matter.
It was a sword! It was a solid cut off the last breath of life that Wei Kongqun had forced to lift!
Successfully, escape immediately!
The ancestor who caused trouble has completely disappeared, so I will not continue to take the blame here...
When Mo Xiaoyao caught Wei Kongqun's body, Chu Qihun's figure was already dozens of feet away. Only his cruel and incredible voice was echoing over and over again, as if he was slowly venting his depression: I
It's Chu Qihun... Chu Qihun... Crying... Soul...
Mo Xiaoyao only felt a mouthful of blood rushing up in his heart. Suddenly he was dazzled, and he finally tried hard to stabilize his body. He swallowed the breath of blood that was angry and felt that his eyes were about to be so angry that they were bulging out.
...
But at the same time, a new question arose in my heart: If the one who appeared later was Chu Qihun, then who was the one who attacked and assassinated in the hall just now?
Thinking in a daze, he didn't even dare to look at Wei Kongqun in his arms!
Just because I really can't bear to watch it!
At this moment, Wei Kongqun moved in his arms, slowly opened his eyes, and actually smiled faintly, saying, "Let me down!" This Venerable of Life and Death is very resilient and has suffered
In addition to being fatally injured, Chu Qihun was hit by a sword and kick, and he could still survive without death. It was a real thing!
Mo Xiaoyao's hand trembled and slowly placed Wei Kongqun on the ground. Wei Kongqun held Mo Xiaoyao and let the countless scars flow like blood, trembling twice, and finally relying on his own
The strength of the feet stood up straight again, and opened his eyes very tiredly, looking at the beautiful rivers and mountains in front of him with silver lights thousands of miles away and frozen miles away. He sighed quietly, looked nostalgic, infinite attachment...!
"Brother Wei...you..." Mo Xiaoyao looked at Wei Kongqun with pain, feeling sad, and didn't know what to say. He and Wei Kongqun had the same cultivation and age, but he was very capable of understanding.
At this moment, the infinite attachment to him!
Wei Kongqun's face showed a very bitter smile, and his eyes turned calm in an instant, saying, "I really can't do this time, haha, I didn't expect that I would be hiding my bones in this far north, but I would like to bury my bones in this far north.
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"Brother Wei, you have to cheer up! You... or there is still hope!" Mo Xiaoyao said in a trembling voice, saying something he didn't even believe in. With his cultivation level, how could he not tell that Wei Kongqun had already been now
He will definitely die. Even if the Daluo Tianxian descends to earth, it will be useless!
Even if Jun Moye changes his mind and makes every effort to save Wei Kongqun at this moment, it is meaningless!
Wei Kongqun sighed sadly, and did not answer Mo Xiaoyao's words, but said to himself: "I have experienced 393 spring and autumn so far, and my cultivation has reached the peak of my life! Fortunately, I am robbed the sky
The battle is right in front of me. I thought I could fight with aliens vigorously on the battlefield of the sky. Even if I still put this body of flesh on the top of the pillar, it would be a beautiful thing with a smile on the fountain! But I didn't expect...
result!"
"At this last moment, I realized that in this world, there are so many things that I can't think about and see through and leave behind! I'm really unwilling to go there..."
"In the past few years, he has become arrogant and stubborn in the holy land, and has gradually become hypocritical and ruthless. The heroic spirit and heroic spirit before entering the holy land have become so vulgar... Unfortunately, I only realized that I was in the end of my life.
Wrong, it's really unbearable to look back on the past..."
Wei Kongqun said calmly, and he kept saying this, blood flowing slowly from his mouth, ears, nose, bulging out, dripping onto the ground, his voice became increasingly blurred.
Difficult to distinguish...
But he said persistently, stubbornly looking at everything in front of him with his increasingly blurred vision. In a trance, he seemed to feel that he was flying lightly. Feiling the peak, but looking around, the world is vast.
, It seems that from ancient times to the present, the vast land is alone, and a feeling of desolation and loneliness arises, and he sighs softly: "It's really lonely..."
Then the top strong man stood like this and there was no movement again.
Mo Xiaoyao turned his head in horror, but saw Wei Kongqun's face full of indescribable loneliness and melancholy. It seemed that he had not found the loneliness and loneliness of a soulmate in his previous life and the next life until now, but he was the whole person.
There is no vitality!
"Brother Wei... Wei Kongqun..." Mo Xiaoyao still shouted twice with hope in case, without responding, and gently pushed Wei Kongqun's body suddenly fell straight back...
His body slowly fell down, but when he was in mid-air, a big hole appeared in his chest! It was exactly where Jun Moye's long sword passed, and it was also him
The strange hole he had created, then countless internal organ fragments that were broken into the size of soybeans were flowing out with blood. When he fell to the ground, it was already transparent in front and behind. After a glance, he could see it.
Go to the snow on the ground!
Then the hole was slowly penetrated by blood and turned into the same color...
Wei Kongqun, the Venerable of Life and Death, finally came to the end of his own life when he truly saw through life and death!
Mo Xiaoyao's body trembled violently, and he slowly squatted down, and suddenly his heart was filled with confusion. The bitter cold wind whistled, and even with his profound cultivation level, he actually felt a sensation.
The heartfelt coolness rises from the bottom of my heart and spreads all over my body...
Thinking of Wei Kongqun's last words, Mo Xiaoyao sighed in his heart.
"In the past few years, he has become arrogant and stubborn in the holy land, and has gradually become hypocritical and ruthless. The heroic spirit and heroic spirit before entering the holy land have become so vulgar... Unfortunately, I only realized that I was in the end of my life.
Wrong, it's really unbearable to look back on the past..."
I've been wrong these years... Is it really... wrong?
Jia Qingyun, Xiao Tianya, Qu Wuqing and other three also walked over slowly. Everyone's face was filled with indescribable pain. The Venerable Tianya was holding the Venerable Broken Sword in his arms, Hua Feng kissing the one.
The body that was still warm, everyone met each other and saw the grief in the eyes...
The mountain wind is coming, and it is desolate...
Jun Moye spread his Yin and Yang to hide his body, let go of his speed, and rushed towards the last target of this trip. The towering mountain peak not far away, which was like a long sword inserted into the sky.
Jian Peak collapses in the snow-capped mountain!
It's this mountain!
The key to the second half of the Oriental Family Vow is!
There is also Han Yanyao's seclusion place!
Jun Moye came to see his goals and his purpose of this trip!
Uncle San’s future happiness is Jun Moye’s real purpose!
So he insisted on taking a look first.
If Han Yanyao was not what she imagined, or Han Yanyao had already betrayed this relationship, then Jun Moye would kill her without hesitation before she saw Jun Wuyi!
Meeting each other is like not seeing each other!
This is not cruel, but for the third uncle! If the fact is true, you will definitely not be able to survive if you are unintentionally! Whether it is guilt or despair, it will be enough to kill him!
The source of all the bloody debts!
Whether it is for the third uncle, father and brother, or the Jun family, Jun Moye doesn't care about taking more blood debts!
As for killing Wei Kongqun in the Silver City Hall, Jun Moye did not feel any surprise, nor did he even feel any surprise; killing means killing, and there was no feeling. No matter how powerful he was in his lifetime, he was Jun Moye.
After the long sword penetrated into his chest, he was just a corpse!
That's it!
The only thing that makes Jun Moye worthy of surprise and a little warm in his heart is Chu Qihun!
The killer supreme finally came! He came here early for his promise to him.
The sword peak stands and penetrates into the clouds. It is almost straight from top to bottom. The steps several meters apart are still a little difficult to see clearly over the years, and it is covered with thick ice. If it weren't for the excellent mysterious skills.
, climbing to the top is no different from seeking death.
The more you fly up, the more Jun Moye can feel the bone-bone chill, and the thin air... How did a young woman who is just over a year stay here for ten years?
Jun Moye's heart was already a little relaxed.
It was almost at the top of the mountain when a black hole suddenly appeared in front of Jun Moye, covering the snow, which was particularly conspicuous.