"Since this is my fault, let me end it all with my own hands. I will end this nightmare that has been going on for twenty years. Even if I have to bear the demon of patricide for this, I will not hesitate!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the light of Gu Liufeng's sword suddenly surged, and he slashed towards Murong Feng fiercely.
Murong Feng opened his mouth wide, his face full of fear and despair, which then turned into hysterical madness and viciousness, "You will regret killing me... You will come to accompany me soon, no one can escape... Hahahaha..."
Murong Feng's body was instantly split in half with the straight line from his eyebrows to his nose as the central axis.
The hot blood spurted out, covering Gu Liufeng's body.
He could obviously dodge it, but he didn't. Instead, he endured it with an expressionless face, but his eyes became increasingly hot and persistent.
From then on, there was no more Murong Liufeng and no Murong Mansion in the world. There was only Gu Liufeng who was loyal to Xi Yue and regarded Xi Yue as his master.
Gu Liufeng turned around suddenly and knelt down on one knee towards He Xi.
He leaned his sword on the ground, his back bent, his expression pious and calm, without the slightest humiliation or unwillingness, "Thank you, master, for letting me avenge my great vengeance. It's just that I acted on my own, and when I advance to the Nascent Soul stage in the future, I may very likely attract a heavenly tribulation, which I won't be able to survive. Then I may not be able to stay with you anymore..."
He Xi rubbed the goose bumps on his hands and quickly interrupted him, "Gu Liufeng, what's wrong with you? Are you crazy because of Murong Feng's blood? Can you talk properly?"
Gu Liufeng was unable to continue speaking for a moment, but then he burst out laughing, stood up and said, "Shouldn't ordinary people enjoy being worshipped and being called the master? It's rare for me to kneel down, Xiao Yue'er, you are too disrespectful!"
He Xi rolled his eyes in annoyance, then said with a serious expression: "I always feel that Murong Feng's words before his death have some deep meaning, and I have a bad feeling. Let's leave here quickly..."
"Oh, leave here, where do you want to go?" A low voice came from the door as if without warning.
He Xi and Gu Liufeng's faces changed suddenly, and without even thinking, they suddenly soared into the sky.
With a "crash" sound, a big hole was knocked into the roof of the alchemy room.
He Xi and Gu Liufeng leaped onto the roof, but the person coming was faster than them.
In the blink of an eye, a cold and sharp aura enveloped the two of them.
This cold breath was filled with a strong smell of blood, as well as a suffocating and powerful pressure.
Looking up, you can see that the sky above your head has been replaced by a piece of dark red cloth at some point.
The smell of blood and powerful pressure emanated from this cloth.
Seeing that the cloth was about to fall from the sky and wrap them up, He Xi and Gu Liufeng's faces turned extremely ugly.
He Xi, who had a relatively low level of cultivation, even had blood oozing from the corners of her mouth. A warrior in the Nascent Soul stage was definitely not someone she could contend with at her current level.
A "ripping" sound was heard at the critical moment, and the dark red cloth was split into seven or eight pieces by the sword, turning into fragments that flew in one direction.
When He Xi saw Wu Xin standing in front of the two of them, he felt relieved and covered his chest and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Xi Yue, are you okay?" Gu Liufeng supported her worriedly.
He Xi shook his head, "I'm fine. Wuxin, be careful, this person's cultivation is higher than yours." (To be continued)