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Chu Feng looked at Bu Lingguan, his expression was extremely firm, as if he was a pine rooted in a broken rock, and he would not be shaken in the slightest regardless of the storm.

Bu Lingguan looked at Chu Feng, he was silent for a moment, and then he stood up and put down An Luyun.

An Luyun let out a slight cough, her gaze fell towards Chu Feng, and her expression was slightly surprised.

She always knew that Chu Feng was a person with a bit of excess compassion, but she was a little puzzled what was the meaning of Chu Feng's compassion when everyone would die.

Who dies first, or who dies later, is there a difference?

Could it be that he had some other idea?

An Luyun thought with slight suspicion that Chu Feng had never been synonymous with intelligence in her eyes, so she was also a little skeptical that Chu Feng really had any other ideas.

Moreover, even if Chu Feng had any other ideas, how could he take Bu Ling Pass?

Bu Ling Guan's current cultivation has surpassed the peak of the ninth order in the general sense, if you really want to divide a realm, then it should be the situation of a half-step emperor, just stuck at the limit of what this land can bear.

Chu Feng's true cultivation has never broken through to the ninth order, and his actual combat strength is only the lower level of the ninth order, even if he has any other plans, what can he do if he can take the Ling Pass?

Bu Lingguan walked towards Chu Feng slowly, there was a little surprise in his eyes, he was also a little puzzled by Chu Feng's active death-seeking behavior, but he didn't think too much, because his strength was enough to smooth out all the counterattacks from Chu Feng, which was his confidence and his pride.

Bu Lingguan walked to Chu Feng, looked at Chu Feng, and neither of them had the slightest intention of retreating, and in each other's eyes, in addition to firmness, there was only firmness.

"It's good that you can recognize your sins. Bu Lingguan said, "You are countless times better than too many people I have seen, at least, you know your sins, you know what the blood in your hands means, so I will grant you this trivial request." ”

Bu Lingguan leaned down slowly, stretched out his hand and grabbed Chu Feng's throat.

There was a hint of love in Bu Lingguan's face, just like the look he had when he choked the throat of his skirt before, as if an elder was loving his junior.

Chu Feng let Bu Lingguan choke his throat, and he didn't have the slightest room to resist, he just looked at Bu Lingguan silently, just as Bu Lingguan looked at him silently.

Chu Feng's cervical bones let out a trembling sound, his bones were very hard and tenacious, but no matter how strong his bones were, they had their limits, and they couldn't resist Bu Lingguan's increasingly heavy hands.

But Chu Feng didn't let out any groans, and he didn't close his eyes, he just continued to look at Bu Ling Guan, as if he was taking pity on Bu Ling Guan.

That gaze made Ling Guan slightly annoyed, but he immediately realized that his anger was also a sin, so he took a deep breath, put aside all the emotions in his heart, and began to focus all his energy on strangling the evil existence in front of him.

Bu Lingguan's expression was very solemn and solemn, because what he was about to accomplish was not an ordinary thing, but a very sacred thing.

Sweeping away sins and completing the test of Da Ming Zun can only be done with the most sacred and reverent attitude, and there is no room for the slightest distraction.

Chu Feng looked at Bu Lingguan's solemn expression, and his eyes couldn't help revealing a little mockery.

Everyone wants to get the so-called justice, but it is only the justice they desire, once they impose the justice they think they believe on others, thinking that it is the truth that will never change, probably ...... It's what Bu Lingguan looks like.

Chu Feng sighed silently, feeling that Bu Lingguan was really a little pitiful, living in his self-righteous hallucination, relying on delusions to numb himself and escape from reality, it was really pitiful and pathetic.

Although Chu Feng's gaze still gave way to Bu Lingguan being a little unhappy, it was only a little unhappy, Bu Lingguan was not disturbed in any way, and acted intently without any hesitation.

A little suffocating feeling hit Chu Feng's brain, making Chu Feng's consciousness gradually become a little blurry, a little chaotic, and even breathing became extremely difficult.

Coral looked at Chu Feng beside him, his expression did not change much, he was just silently thinking about what the eldest brother wanted to do.

Although she didn't know what Chu Feng was doing, she believed that Chu Feng was not someone who would make such a request just because he was impulsive.

Even if the eldest brother is not a clever person, the eldest brother is not a scheming person.

This is Sango's perception of Chu Feng, simple and realistic, but also full of trust, she doesn't think that her trust is wrong, she has an almost blind and persistent trust in Chu Feng.

It is life and death again and again, and it is a trust that can be formed by supporting each other again and again, and it has nothing to do with reason, only with emotion.

On the verge of life and death, what he relies on is no longer the reason he has always been proud of, but the emotions that are extremely simple, the emotions that are suppressed by himself, and Coral feels that the world is a little ironic, but it is also a little light.

Coral couldn't help but smile slightly, a smile of relief, as if he had let go of the burden of Qianjun.

Everyone's eyes fell on Bu Lingguan and Chu Feng, each thinking and thinking.

"Ah, Chu Feng, what kind of hero are you pretending, don't think that this will make the little girls like you. Shen Fangsi shouted mockingly.

"Senior Brother Chu......" Mu Qiuyu whispered softly.

"Senior brother!" Lu Qi exclaimed.

"Your junior brother is so strange. Su Cuo muttered.

"Really...... Cheap him. Feng Qiwu sneered, but his gaze fell on Mu Shaoen defiantly.

Mu Shaoen pursed his lips and bowed his head in silence.

Drunk Bugui held the wine gourd on his waist, handed it to his lips, and took a sip, only to remember that his wine had already been drunk.

Bu Lingguan's hand holding Chu Feng's throat became tighter and tighter, the bone joints of his fingers protruded one by one, and the sound of friction between bones was endless.

Chu Feng's face had turned purple, and being unable to breathe under his confinement was a mortal threat to him.

Chu Feng's body wanted to struggle, but he was firmly locked by the Nine Heavenly Prisoners, unable to move at all.

"Your sins will be washed away with your death, and the souls of those who died at your hands will be laid to rest. Bu Lingguan's voice was mechanical and stiff, as if he didn't belong to the world at all.

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