Zhang Qian's body stiffened suddenly, and then, the entire arm of the female corpse penetrated his chest and stabbed out of his back.

Zhang Qian's pupils suddenly widened, a mouthful of blood coughed out, his body suddenly fell backwards, his hands drooped weakly, and the ball in his hand also fell to the ground.

"Reverse Yang!" Jiu shook out softly, his body flew forward, and a sword slashed towards the back of the female corpse's neck.

At this time, a large part of the yin and evil qi in the female corpse poured into Zhang Qian's body, and her body became more and more shriveled, as if she had also lost her strength, and she was beheaded with a single sword.

"Bump!!"

With two loud bangs, Zhang Qian and the body of the female corpse fell to the ground together.

"Xiao Qian!" "Mr. Zhang!" "Master!"

Seeing this scene, everyone present was shocked, Zhang Yourou, Yun Kui, and Feng Jianhua screamed in surprise and ran towards this side quickly.

Jiu Shao squatted down, took out the arm of the female corpse from Zhang Qian's chest, and quickly clicked a few times on several acupoints on Zhang Qian's chest, stopping the blood in his chest.

The female corpse was separated and lay motionless on the ground.

"How are you?" Jiu Shao supported Zhang Qian's body, blood staining her gray-white clothes.

Yuan Daochang and the other six masters of the feng shui family, as well as the five directors of the mysterious department, also gathered around here.

Zhang Qian was extremely weak at this time, gasping for breath, glanced at the round ball beside him, and said with a wry smile: "I can't think of it...... Desperate...... The treasure to be obtained turned out to be ...... It's such a ball!"

He didn't know whether to cry or laugh at the moment.

Jiu Shao said in a low voice: "Don't speak, you are too seriously injured." ”

At this time, Zhang Yourou, Yun Kui and others also ran over, Zhang Yourou knelt beside Zhang Qian, hugged his body, and let the blood stain his body.

Yun Kui and Feng Jianhua also came around, and Feng Jianhua said in a deep voice: "Master, how are you?"

Commander Jiang and all the masters also surrounded Zhang Qian.

Zhang Yourou saw that the wound on Zhang Qian's chest was terrifyingly large, and the skin at the wound had turned black and purple, like the meridians of plants, spreading to all sides, which was very terrifying.

"Xiaoqian! you...... Are you okay, don't you have anything to do!" Zhang Yourou cried in a low voice.

Yun Kui said to the people around him: "Mr. Zhang, his injury is so serious, hurry up and send him to the hospital!

Everyone present is a master of Xuanmen, and when they saw the injury on Zhang Qian's chest, they knew that it could not be saved, not to mention whether it could be sent to the hospital in time, even if it was delivered, it was estimated that no hospital would dare to accept it.

A master of the Xuanmen Sect said: "Zhang Zhenren is afraid...... If you can't live, you still ...... for him Let's get ready for the future!"

"What!?"

Zhang Yourou said this, and suddenly couldn't cry, crying: "Xiaoqian......! Don't leave me, don't leave me!"

Everyone's expressions were solemn, Yun Kui also quietly left tears, Commander Jiang stood aside, his face was extremely gloomy, and said to everyone: "Mr. Zhang sacrificed his life for the country, I will react to this matter!"

He is an old soldier, and he can naturally see that such an injury is directly pierced in the chest, and the gods are difficult to save.

Zhang Qian still has a breath of air now, completely because he is strong and his physique is different from ordinary people.

Everyone's mood was very low, but Zhang Qian was unusually calm, he comforted Zhang Yousoft and said: "Rou'er, don't be sad......! It's okay!"

Zhang Yourou shook her head, tears flowed out.

Zhang Qian's eyes looked at the sky calmly, like a dry well, without any fluctuations

It was late in the evening, and it was getting dark.

Most of the sun's body has sunk into the ground, and the afterglow of the sunset in the sky is brilliant red and in full swing.

Things have come to this point, Zhang Qian has no regrets, if he did it all over again, he would make the same choice, but who knows, God made such a big joke with him, and he didn't know what that round ball was, and why there was a fluctuation in the power of the five elements.

He thought back on this life and experienced many difficulties, but this time, he couldn't escape after all, his strength was too low, and he was only one level stronger than mortals.

And that female corpse has absorbed six or seven thousand years of earth-shattering qi, if she knows the cultivation technique, I am afraid that she will already be a disaster for the universe.

You must know that in the previous life, Zhang Qian became an immortal emperor, and he only cultivated for eight hundred years.

Even if that female corpse can't cultivate, the huge earthly evil qi of six or seven thousand years is by no means a monk at the first level of Bigu, who can withstand it, Zhang Qianneng and her death are already very remarkable.

He thought to himself, it's okay, I'm a damned person, and I've earned more than half a year to live.

His breath became weaker and weaker, looking at the clouds in the sky in a daze, and his consciousness seemed to be getting farther and farther away from him.

Suddenly, the clouds in the sky seemed to change into the smiling face of a beautiful middle-aged woman.

Zhang Qian stretched out his hand desperately to the sky, as if he wanted to hold the middle-aged woman tightly, and shouted weakly to the sky: "Mom!"

Seeing this, Zhang Yourou hurriedly grabbed Zhang Qian's outstretched hand and said, "Xiaoqian...... What's wrong with you? You, don't scare me!"

In Zhang Qian's eyes, the smile of the middle-aged woman suddenly disappeared, he slowly closed his eyes, and said, "Rou'er, I'm ...... I miss my mother!" After finishing speaking, he lay in Jiu Shao's arms, and there was no more movement.

"Xiaoqian!" Zhang Yourou finally couldn't bear it anymore and cried bitterly.

Yun Kui also turned her head to the side, unable to bear to look at the scene in front of her, and secretly wiped the tears from her eyes with her hands.

Commander Jiang sighed softly and said, "Mr. Zhang is gone! Let's bury him on the spot! Mr. Zhang sacrificed for the country, and I will report to the higher authorities the glory he deserves!"

After speaking, he ordered several personal soldiers around him: "Come on, cremate Mr. Zhang's body!"

"Yes!" Four personal guards stepped forward and were about to move Zhang Qian's body, when the long sword in Jiu Shake's hand shook and crossed in front of Zhang Qian, preventing them from moving.

"Get out of the way!" Jiu Shao shouted to the soldiers, and then said to Zhang Youju, "Rou'er, go pick up that ball!"

Zhang Yourou nodded, walked over and hugged the ball in his arms, and Jiu Shao helped Zhang Qian's body up, and turned his head to look at Commander Jiang.

Commander Jiang was puzzled and asked, "This ...... Nine Shake Zhenren, what do you mean by that?"

He didn't understand what Jiu Shao was trying to do, why didn't he let him bury Zhang Qian's body?

But I heard Jiu Shao say: "I want to take him with me! You let people send us back to Jiuxuan Peak!"

"This ......," Commander Jiang was stunned.

Feng Jianhua on the side said, "Commander, let me send Shizun back!" His heart was even more sad.

Wujimen waited for hundreds of years, and finally waited for the head to return, but Zhang Qian died here.

He was full of regret in his heart, regretting that he shouldn't have asked Zhang Qian to deal with the female corpse.

"