Chu Qihun thought to himself that he had done nothing, but he had been taking the blame for Jun Moxie all the time, how could the depression in his heart be trivial? I was not present for those things in the past, although I was angry but helpless, but today I saw it with my own eyes and heard it with my own ears, and it really exploded my lungs!
Everyone denies it in front of you, but you are still red-faced and white-toothed, insisting that it's me... I, me... Do I fucking look like a fool? The people from the three fucking Holy Lands are too... bastards!
I, the authentic Chu Qihun, is watching and listening here, while the counterfeit is still denying it all the time, you still don’t understand such an obvious thing, and that shit pot is still firmly on my head. !
Chu Qihun finally understood how he was blamed, but this understanding made him even more angry and blindfolded! The guys from Ganqing Three Sacred Lands touched their upper and lower lips, saying whoever they say is whoever they are, of course it is useless to deny it, and it is even more useless to explain it! It must have been like this in the past, no wonder I was blamed one by one, and when I met this group of idiots, it was really difficult not to be blamed...
But bullying also depends on the target! Do you really think I am soft? Let you pinch? I really don't believe in evil, this time I have to force it to show you!
So Chu Zhizun was furious and furious! In addition, seeing Wei Kongqun rushing out in a rage, his back was totally defenseless. That empty door is extremely attractive, such a matter of Coca-Cola, of course Chu Qihun took a sword without thinking! Steadfastly cut off the mysterious vitality that Wei Kongqun forcibly brought up in his last breath!
One hit, and immediately run away!
The ancestor who caused the trouble has completely disappeared, and 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, and only his ruthless and indomitable voice echoed in the air, as if slowly venting his depression: It's Chu Qihun... Chu Qihun... Weeping Soul... Hun...
Mo Xiaoyao only felt a mouthful of hot blood rushing up in his heart, and suddenly his eyes were dazzled, he took a staggered step and finally managed to stabilize his figure, swallowing back the mouthful of blood that he had spewed out with a gurgling sound, only feeling that his eyeballs were going to bulge out of anger …
But at the same time, a new question also appeared in my heart: If the one who appeared later was Chu Qihun, then who was the one who sneaked 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, smiled weakly, and said, "Put me down!" In addition to being fatally injured, he was also hit by Chu Qihun's sword and kick, and he was still able to survive by force, which is really amazing!
Mo Xiaoyao's hands trembled, and he slowly put Wei Kongqun on the ground, Wei Kongqun supported Mo Xiaoyao. Letting the countless wounds on his chest and back flow profusely, he trembled a few times, and finally stood up straight again with the strength of his own feet, forced his eyes open in extreme exhaustion, and looked at the silver light thousands of miles in front of him, Thousands of miles of ice-covered great rivers and mountains, sighed faintly, watched with nostalgia, infinite nostalgia... !
"Brother Wei...you..." Mo Xiaoyao looked at Wei Kongqun sadly, feeling sore in his heart, and didn't know what to say. He is similar to Wei Kongqun in cultivation level and age, but he can really feel the infinite nostalgia for him at this moment!
There was an extremely bitter smile on Wei Kongqun's face, his eyes turned peaceful in an instant, and he said, "I really can't do it this time, hehe, I never imagined that I would spend my whole life burying my bones in this barren mountain in the extreme north." …”
"Brother Wei, you have to cheer up! You... maybe still have hope!" Mo Xiaoyao said with a slightly trembling voice, saying things that even he didn't believe. With his cultivation base, how can he fail to see that Wei Kongqun is now certain to die, even if the Great Luo Heavenly Immortal descends to earth, it will be useless!
Even if Jun Moxie changed his mind at this moment and tried his best to save Wei Kongqun, it would be meaningless!
Wei Kongqun sighed sadly, did not answer Mo Xiaoyao's words, but said to himself: "This old man has gone through three hundred and ninety-three springs and autumns so far, and his cultivation has reached the peak of this life! The battle is just around the corner. I thought that I would be able to have a vigorous battle with aliens on the Duotian battlefield. Even if this body is still on the top of the pillar, it would be a beautiful thing with a smile on my face! But I didn't expect... such a result! "
"At this last moment, I realized that there are still so many things that I can't think about, can't see through, and can't let go of in this world of mortals and worlds! I really don't want to go like this..."
"In these years, I have been arrogant and self-willed in the Holy Land, and I have gradually become hypocritical and ruthless. All the heroic bones before I boarded the Holy Land have become so vulgar... It's a pity that I didn't realize that I was wrong all these years until I was about to die. Now, it’s really hard to look back on the past…”
Wei Kongqun's expression was peaceful, and he said this quietly, blood continued to slowly flow out from his mouth, ears, and nose, bulged out, and dripped on the ground, his voice became more and more indistinct, indistinguishable...
But he insisted on speaking. Stubbornly looking at everything in front of him with increasingly blurred eyesight, in a trance, he seemed to feel that he was flying lightly, soaring to the top, but he looked around, a vast world, as if from ancient times to the present, the vast land, only I was alone, and I couldn't help feeling desolate and lonely, and sighed softly: "It's really lonely..."
Then the peak powerhouse just stood there without any movement.
Mo Xiaoyao turned his head to look in shock, but saw that Wei Kongqun's face was full of inexplicable loneliness and melancholy, as if he had never found a bosom friend in the past and the afterlife until now. It is already lifeless!
"Brother Wei...Wei Kongqun..." Mo Xiaoyao called out twice in hope, but there was no response. With a light push, Wei Kongqun's body suddenly fell straight back...
His body fell down slowly and straightly, but in mid-air, there was a pop sound, and a big hole appeared in his chest! It was the part where Jun Moxie's long sword passed through, and it was also the weird big hole he had made, and then. Countless pieces of internal organs shattered into the size of soybeans flowed out along with the blood, and when he fell to the ground, it was already transparent from front to back, and at a glance, he could see the white snow on the ground!
Then the hole was slowly infiltrated by blood, turning into the same color...
Wei Kongqun, the venerable of life and death, finally came to the end of his own life at the moment when he saw through life and death!
Mo Xiaoyao's body trembled violently, he squatted down slowly, suddenly he was completely at a loss. The biting cold wind was howling, even with his profound cultivation. I actually felt a heartfelt chill, and it rose from the bottom of my heart and spread to my whole body...
Thinking of Wei Kongqun's last words, Mo Xiaoyao sighed in his heart.
"In these years, I have been arrogant and self-willed in the Holy Land, and I have gradually become hypocritical and ruthless. All the heroic bones before I boarded the Holy Land have become so vulgar... It's a pity that I didn't realize that I was wrong all these years until I died. Now, it’s really hard to look back on the past…”
All these years wrong... all these years wrong... really... wrong
Three people including Jia Qingyun, Xiao Tianya and Qu Wuqing also walked over slowly. Everyone's face was full of unspeakable pain. There was still Yu Wen's body, and everyone faced each other, seeing the grief in each other's eyes...
The mountain wind is coming slowly, and it is desolate...
Jun Moxie unfolded Yin Yang to hide his figure, let go of his speed, and rushed towards the last goal of this trip, the towering mountain not far away that looked like a long sword piercing into the sky.
Jianfeng collapsed the snow mountain!
This is the mountain!
The key to the second half of the Oriental family oath!
There is also Han Yanyao's hermitage!
Jun Moxie came to see his goal, and the purpose of his trip!
Third Uncle's future happiness is Jun Moxie's real goal!
So he insisted on investigating first.
If Han Yanyao is not what he imagined, or Han Yanyao has already abandoned this relationship, then Jun Moxie will kill her without hesitation before she sees Jun Wuxin!
It's better not to see each other!
This is not cruel, but for third uncle! If the facts are really like that, you will definitely not be able to live with Jun Wuyi's behavior! Whether it was guilt or despair, it was enough to kill him!
The source of all blood debts!
Whether it's for the third uncle, for the father and brother, or for the Jun family, Jun Moxie doesn't care if he bears this blood debt again!
As for beheading Wei Kongqun in the Yincheng Great Hall, Jun Moxie didn't think it was any surprise, and he didn't even feel that there was any surprise; killing is killing, and he didn't feel much. No matter how indomitable he was in his lifetime, but when Jun Moxie's long sword pierced his chest, he was just a corpse!
that is it!
The only thing that surprised Jun Moxie and warmed his heart was Chu Qihun!
The killer supreme is finally here! For his promise to himself, he came here early.
The sword peak stands tall, inserted into the clouds, and is almost straight from top to bottom. The steps separated by a few feet have been somewhat unclear after a long time, and they are covered with a thick layer of ice. However, climbing the peak is no different from seeking death.
The more he flew up, the more Jun Moxie could feel the bone-chilling chill, and the thin air... How did a young woman in her prime stay in such a place for ten years
Jun Moxie's heart is already a little loose.
Almost to the top of the mountain, a black hole suddenly appeared in front of Jun Moxie, covered with snow, it was particularly conspicuous.
Jun Moxie raised his breath and slowly floated in.