This figure is Song Que!
His breath has been weakened to the extreme, his body is full of scars, broken bones can be seen in many places, and his internal organs, along with a black palm print on his chest, have long collapsed.
His eyes are also missing one, even if you look carefully, you can see that his breath... is actually exhausted, it seems that there is only a piece of faith left, which is forcibly supporting him, standing there, as if Mountains!
When Bai Xiaochun was in the sky and was blocked by Yuan Yaozi and others, all the demigods in this prince mansion had been sent by the prince to stop Bai Xiaochun. When the prince himself was already crazy, he forcibly refined Song Junwan and Zhou Zimo, and it has been going on for several days, now it has reached a critical moment, when it is about to succeed...
Song Que, walked into the palace of the prince, he walked all the way, a man, a black shirt, a spear, like a lone wolf, killed many celestial monks, directly outside the hall in the palace of the prince!
It was also at the critical moment when the prince refining Song Junwan and Zhou Zimo, Song Que shot directly and bombarded the gate of the hall. With his life's determination and cultivation, and the arrogance in his heart that had been indifferent to life and death, he broke the hall. The door, interrupt it when the eldest prince refining is the most critical time! !
This interruption directly made the eldest prince completely crazy. All his preparations and plans had reached a critical moment, and the ensuing rage was all vented on Song Que!
Song Que, who had a cultivation base of heaven and man, did not back down, stood there, and directly fought against the demigod prince! !
In this battle, there was no earth-shattering between Bai Xiaochun and Tianzun, and it was magnificent, but this battle was bloody, crazy, and he was infinitely condensed from outside Song Que for many years. Sickness!
He did not flinch the slightest, even if he was facing the demigod prince, even if he was not an opponent, he still chose to fight! !
Because that is his sister-in-law! !
He didn't care about Zhou Zimo, but Song Junwan, he couldn't care less, that was his relatives, and he even saw Song Junwan's puffed belly, he knew that there was his nephew there, and this nephew's father , Obviously Bai Xiaochun!
Although he is eager to win against Bai Xiaochun, although he is not convinced by Bai Xiaochun, the two of them have walked all the way from the Abyss of Fallen Sword for many years. Bai Xiaochun has helped him many times and rescued him many times. Song Que He was arrogant and didn't admit it, but in the bottom of his heart, there was no hatred for Bai Xiaochun, only... He thought he was excellent, and he thought that even if he was bad, he would never be too different!
Therefore, he must come, must fight, because... That is his sister-in-law, that is his nephew, that is... Bai Xiaochun's flesh and blood!
All this made Song Que's shots full of no regrets, full of fighting spirit, full of madness!
Even the eldest prince was moved. He had never encountered such a celestial being in his entire life. Under his shot, in his anger, the other party insisted again and again, standing there again and again, The eldest prince couldn't continue the refining method at all.
A celestial being did his best to completely block the time of a stick of incense, which is almost impossible for anyone to see. It is precisely because of the block and delay of Song Que's time of this stick of incense. At this moment, in the hall, Song Junwan and Zhou Zimo in the formation, even though they are extremely weak, and even if they are like gossips, they... are still alive!
Their flesh and blood are still safe! !
Without this stick of incense... the consequences would be terrible, unimaginable!
It’s just this time for the incense stick. For Song Que, he used his life to defend, his life to support, and his life to persevere... No matter how the eldest prince took action, no matter how badly he was injured, no matter what, his There is only one thought in my mind...
Persevere, persevere, persevere! !
Until this moment, when Bai Xiaochun stepped into the Prince's Mansion from the sky with extreme speed, Song Que knew that his persistence was already worthwhile.
"Why are you still not dead? Why are you not dead!!" In front of him, the panting prince was crazy. He saw the battle in the distant sky and noticed the approach of Bai Xiaochun. His eyes were red, and his heart was red. Full of strong unwillingness.
"It's only a trace, it's only a trace!!" The eldest prince screamed bitterly at Song Que, who was destined to die, shook his body suddenly, and ran straight to the distance to escape.
Almost as soon as he escaped, Bai Xiaochun's consciousness burst out, covering all directions in an instant, and his figure appeared outside the hall. Instead of chasing the prince, he trembled. He looked at Song Junwan and Zhou Zimo, who were already safe in the hall, and turned again. He passed away, with sorrow and intense complexity, looking at Song Que who was standing there, gradually dissipating his will, and completely dead, he wanted to help but stopped.
Song Que raised his head with difficulty, looking at Bai Xiaochun, his face slowly showing a smile.
His body is tall and straight, even if he is about to face death at this moment, he is still like a green pine, his smile is very beautiful, full of masculine power, but a trace of reluctance is hidden in his eyes, his voice is hoarse, and his smile is hoarse. In, murmured.
"Bai Xiaochun..."
"You and I met from the Abyss of the Falling Sword, you grabbed my heavenly energy, one step faster than me, in the Blood Stream Sect, you pressed me again, and one step faster than me..."
"In Nihe Sect, it's still the same, you're still faster than me... even when you get to the Great Wall, it's the same. It's like the curse between you and me lasts until the wilderness, it's still like this..."
"It seems that between you and me, you... will always be faster than me." Song Que said here, his body faltered, barely supporting his eyelids, and when all his will was about to dissipate, the strength to support his body was also exhausted. When he disappeared, he said the last sentence.
"Bai Xiaochun, in the past you were ahead of me everywhere and faster than me everywhere, but today... I am Song Que, faster than you!" Song Que said this and laughed up to the sky. In the laughter, a line of murky tears flowed down. His eyes slowly closed, his body... also couldn't stand up, and as the spear in his hand was silently shattered into flying ash, his body fell back and fell...
Song Que, fall! !
Fighting for a lifetime, dissatisfied for a lifetime, unwilling for a lifetime... It was a lifetime, but today, as Song Que himself said, his is indeed, one time faster than Bai Xiaochun!
This time, he was satisfied, and the dissatisfaction and unwillingness in his heart disappeared...
Bai Xiaochun's body trembled, staring at Song Que's body in a daze. After he arrived here, he knew that if it weren't for Song Que, his wife and children would die, and Song Que's arrival would have replaced him with Bai Xiaochun's wife and children. Survive.
"Song Que..." Bai Xiaochun murmured, tears couldn't stop streaming down, Song Que at this moment brought him earth-shattering shock and sting, and Song Que's words before his death kept in Bai Xiaochun's mind. The reverberation turned into a scene of memories, as if back to the wild, back to the Great Wall, back to the Nihe Sect, back to the Blood Stream Sect, until back... In the Abyss of the Falling Sword, Bai Xiaochun snatched it from Song Que's hands. A moment of heavenly breath!
"You are... Tianjiao!" Bai Xiaochun's tears couldn't be wiped off, but he knew that he didn't have time. At this moment, even if the depression and sadness in his heart were to the extreme, he still had to hold back forcibly and send Song Que's corpse into the remnant fan. Turn around and step into the hall, breaking the formation directly.
He saw the totem on Song Junwan's arm, saw the already faint purple light, and felt the breath of the weak iron egg.
"Iron egg..." Bai Xiaochun trembled and looked at the bulging belly of the second daughter. Even when his hand touched the second daughter, Bai Xiaochun felt the vibration of the fetus in their abdomen. The vibration seemed to be a kind of joy. , Like a kind of instinctive attachment, they are so weak, but this kind of weakness, when the vibration is transmitted to Bai Xiaochun's mind, has become his mission to protect at this moment in his life.
"Before, it was your mother who protected you. From now on... Dad will protect you!" Bai Xiaochun whispered indescribably, tremblingly sending the unconscious Song Junwan and Zhou Zimo into the remnant fan.
After becoming the owner of the remnant fan, Bai Xiaochun can send very few people into the remnant fan without resisting. At this moment, after he has sent away all the people he needs to protect, Bai Xiaochun raised his head.
He didn't choose to leave right away, because... There is still a big revenge! !
The eldest prince... not dead yet! !