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The rain was light, not heavy.

The man brandished the blunted spear and stabbed it straight at the Great Elder, muttering, "Qing Lin is too heavy-minded, misleading me and misleading the big thing!"

The Great Elder picked up the Qingyun Fan Imperial Spear, and with a bang, the spear bullet flew away, shaking the man's hand numb, and MMP called a stop.

The man's mouth was unrelenting, and he was even a little excited, excited about victory: "That fan just now must have consumed a lot of demon spirit power." ”

Indeed, in the one just now, the Great Elder consumed a lot of demon spirit power, and it was worth it for the children to escape.

It's a pity that it fell short!

"Qingyun Fan is powerful, but it's a pity that it falls into your hands, and there is not one in a hundred, and you may not even be able to play one thousandth. ”

The Great Elder was speechless, the other party was telling the truth, and he obviously overestimated his ability.

If you can do it, you won't beep!

A hurricane shows

Fan the stardust again

Three moons and stars shift

The four doors are moving

The amethyst stone was shattered several times, and although it itself stored a lot of energy, it still took some demon spirit power to drive it.

The power of Qingyun Fan can't be fully exerted, and the power still doesn't dare to be underestimated. The barrier was shattered, and the men's cloth was also hung with colors.

The Great Elder's actions were indeed a bit reckless, and it was not difficult to rely on the Qingyun Fan to drag the man.

Why use such an unfavorable approach to resist him?!

The Great Elder didn't say anything, naturally no one knew, Qingyun Fan was full of Qingling Qi, roaring like an attack and a rain of spears colliding with a torrential of killings, swinging left and right, and the sound of metal striking was intermittent, but it was never silent.

The man's arm wrapped around the spear, and the Great Elder broke his hand to block it, and the thorn missed, and then the spear swept and cut the Great Elder's abdomen.

There were a lot of blood vessels in the abdomen, blood gushing out like a spring, and the lower part of the white robe was dyed red in an instant, and the red color was particularly dazzling.

I remember that there is such a place in Lanxing, where Wang Yu is located, it seems to be called the day and the small country, and there is a way to die there, which is called seppuku suicide.

Drink a glass of sake from your hometown, hand you a Japanese knife, and commit suicide by seppuku in minutes.

After a pillar of incense, the Great Elder's demon spiritual power was almost exhausted, and the blood in his abdomen no longer flowed, and occasionally blood bubbles would bubble up.

The Great Elder is old, and he can no longer dominate the situation as before, he retreated a few steps back, did not fall, raised his head and said generously: "The era belongs to young people after all!"

After all, the era belongs to young people, and it is time for people to take a break.

When he was born, he was not a great elder, and after the midwife slapped his buttocks, he did not cry for a hundred days, and was very quiet, and his family was very worried, for fear that something would happen to him.

When he first grew up, his appearance was mediocre and his ability was mediocre, but he was willing to work hard and take responsibility, and although his status in the fox clan was not said to have skyrocketed all the way, it was also steadily rising.

He is not arrogant, but he doesn't like to talk much. Even so, the ancestors of the fox clan were willing to talk to him, because he would listen very carefully and carefully.

Medioccrity is not his life, mediocrity is his life, almost without waves, and in old age, he successfully sat in the position of the great elder.

After becoming a great elder, there is little criticism, and the decision is reasonable, there are no disobedience from top to bottom of the fox clan, the whole clan is well organized, and there is no foreign invasion, but it is also happy.

The life span of the demon clan goblin is very long, and he has also sat in the position of the Great Elder for a long, long time, until today, blood gushes from his abdomen.

The man's cloth was torn, and the red blood stained it, but it was very little, and he looked at him a little proudly, and his eyes were full of arrogance: "Great Elder, you can die." ”

The blunt, pointed spear was still unstoppable, piercing through his heart, robbing him of the last of his life.

The blunt spear is unstoppable, but what about the man?

"You... You, cunning old fox, cunning fox. ”

The expression on the man's face that could not have appeared appeared at the right time, and a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes.

Sympathy between heroes? Maybe.

"Cunning, what about you orangutans, cruel orangutans!" the Great Elder was bleeding from the corners of his mouth, muttering something weak.

The Great Elder slammed down his eyelids, clenched the hand of the dagger that was stabbed in the man's abdomen, and fell weakly, lying quietly on the ground, unable to tell whether he was happy or worried.

Come and go silently, life and death are also fate!

This is the life of the Great Elder......

The man pulled out the dagger from his abdomen, letting the blood flow, leaned over and raised his hand to wipe his eyelids.

I have met a few times, and I am an old acquaintance, not to mention that he is still a demon worthy of a man's respect, and he can't let him die without seeing him.

"Cunning, cruelty, rest in peace, don't worry about that. ”

The rain began to heavily, as if it had been prepared for a sad rain. At first, the rain was light and came and went, the man did not perceive it, and it was possible that he was too involved in the fight?

The man raised his head and let the raindrops fall on his face, the rain sliding down the broken spear, and the red blood on the spear diluted and faded.

.....

.....

On the way to escort the children away, Yuan Batian happened to meet two sisters, Bai Ling and Bai Jie.

The mother of the two sisters, Bai Ling and Bai Jie, pulled him aside and muttered a few words, then picked up the Shuangyue scimitar and left, breaking into the battlefield of blood and tears.

Where her husband dies, she will die too!

In fact, she peeked behind the two sisters, and two lines of tears slid down their beautiful and somewhat pale faces, and after covering her face and wiping them away, she didn't dare to look back, for fear that she would never have the courage to leave them after turning back.

A woman, in fact, is a sensual creature!

Yuan Batian led the children and continued to walk forward, during which Bai Jie was crying, but he fell asleep in Bai Ling's arms while crying.

Regarding their mother's departure, Yuan Batian's reason is really not powerful, even he himself doesn't believe it, how can the two sisters believe it.

Bai Ling didn't cry, she knew that her mother went to find her father, and she would bring her father back with her, or she would never come back.

Tears swirled in her eyes, and she couldn't hold back from falling, she couldn't cry, because she was in tears, and her sister would cry too.

Be strong, promised Mom and Dad to take good care of your sister, and unconsciously hugged the sister in her arms tighter.

"Hurry up, children, it's almost there, Uncle Batian will send you out... Your parents will be waiting for you outside. "I don't know what's going on? Yuan Batian's eyes are a little wet, how can the battle-hardened demon have tears? It's strange!

In the end, he even blamed it on raindrops falling from a high altitude, dripping wet his eyes and moistening his face. At this point, he couldn't help but be stunned: "Rain?"

He looked at the circle of fire about a hundred meters away, and the raging flames gradually became less arrogant under the rain.

He was ecstatic, happy as a child, and his tired face seemed to have raindrops falling, and he couldn't make out whether it was rain or tears: "Children, it's raining! It's raining, hahaha, it's getting bigger." ”