"Leng Qiuyi is dead, x" The fat man swallowed his saliva and looked at the three-eyed Taoist and said.

Listening to the fat man's words, his face became more and more heavy, and he lifted the fat man's body of more than 200 catties and threw it towards the stone wall next to him.

With a bang, the fat man's body slammed into the wall, and with a bang, the fat man's whole face became ugly, and he stretched out his hand to cover his back.

Then stood up, the fat man pointed at the three-eyed Taoist and scolded: "You are a king and a calf, and you are not what Lao Tzu said, what are you doing when you fall Lao Tzu." ”

The three-eyed Taoist didn't pay attention to the fat man at all, and his whole face was dark and terrifying.

"Impossible, how could Leng Qiuyi die, she blocked me here, how could she die if I didn't take revenge. The three-eyed Taoist said angrily, his eyes full of coldness.

I looked at the eyes of the three-eyed Taoist, and my heart became confused, it stands to reason that the enemy Leng Qiuyi is dead, this guy should be happy, how did he become like this.

"She's dead, and I want you to bury her. The three-eyed Taoist said angrily.

As he spoke, the three-eyed Taoist raised his palm, quickly rushed towards me, and slashed at my head with one palm.

I hurriedly lifted the Seven Star Shaking Evil Sword and stabbed it towards the palm of the Three-Eyed Dao Leader.

The face of the three-eyed Taoist changed, and he looked at the Seven Star Shaking Evil Sword in my hand, "Bring it to the old man!"

The three-eyed arch's slashing palm paused, and the shifted position slapped towards my wrist.

I tried to withdraw my hand, but before I could withdraw it, the hand of the three-eyed Taoist was already stretched out, and the palm of his hand slashed hard at my wrist.

I was slashed on my wrist by the hand of the three-eyed chief, and my wrist hurt a lot, and this pain also had a cold feeling, and my hand was a little numb in an instant.

"Hmph, with your Dao skills, how can you be the old man's opponent. Sanmu Dao snorted coldly, raised his hand, and slammed his elbow at my chest.

A tremendous force came through Michicho's elbow and was slammed into my chest, sending a sharp pain in my chest.

Then a force came from Michichi's hand, and Michichi's hand slapped on the back of my hand.

Slapped by the Three-Eyed Dao Leader, the Seven Star Earthquake Evil Sword in my hand fell to the ground.

"This sword is not worthy of anyone except Leng Qiuyi. Michichi snorted coldly, raised his foot and kicked me in the chest.

I'm not an opponent of Michicho at all, and I don't even know how he made a move.

There was a numbing pain in my chest, and I took a few steps back and sat down on the ground.

"How could Leng Qiuyi die, how could he die. "The Three-Eyed Daoist is wielding the Seven Star Shaking Evil Sword and looking at us coldly.

"It's okay. Mo Yan hurriedly walked to the side of me, squatted down, helped me up, looked at me and said in a deep voice.

I shook my head at Mo Yan, rubbed my chest with my hand, and frowned tightly, thinking that this three-eyed Taoist leader is so powerful.

"Mo Yan, the Seven Star Earthquake Evil Sword was snatched away by this old guy. I whispered to Mo Yan.

Mo Yan stretched out his hand, patted my chest, and shook his head at me, "Don't get in the way, I'll take it back." ”

After saying this, Mo Yan slowly stood up, shook his sleeve, and a long sword flew out of Mo Yan's sleeve.

"How did Leng Qiuyi die, was it killed by anyone, who killed Leng Qiuyi, come on, who killed Leng Qiuyi. The Three-Eyed Daoist said in a deep voice, and his tone became more and more gloomy as he spoke.

"Isn't Leng Qiuyi this guy's enemy? I said in a low voice.

The fat man shook his head at me, and looked at the three-eyed Taoist with resentment, "How do I know this old guy." ”

"Master Leng was seriously injured in the body after the battle with you, and he was already dead when he returned to the sect, and when he was dying, Master Leng also instructed the people of the Imperial Palace Pavilion to bury the body of the Cold Master in the forbidden area of the Imperial Palace Pavilion. Mo Yan walked over and said softly, the long sword in his hand pointing at the three-eyed Dao Chief.

Listening to Mo Yan's words, the eyes of the three-eyed Taoist were full of blood red, and he suddenly laughed madly, and knelt on the ground with his feet.

"Leng Qiuyi, Leng Qiuyi, we have been fighting for so long, I didn't expect you to die, haha, haha! I Chen Ran is unwilling!"

Seeing that Sanmu Dao was like a madman, I became more and more vigilant in my heart, and I was most afraid of this kind of capable madman.

"You are Chen Ran!" Mo Yan's face was cloudy, and he said to the three-eyed Dao Chief.

The three-eyed Taoist had a gloomy face, and he didn't pay attention to Mo Yan's words at all, but laughed wildly on the side.

Mo Yan took a deep breath, put away the long sword, and opened his mouth to read slowly: "Love is deep, hate is cut." When will love and hate be resolved, what is love, and what is the tiredness of love, and send away the spring peach blossoms. ”

Suddenly, the three-eyed Taoist suddenly withdrew his laughter, looked at Mo Yan in shock, his body trembled suddenly, and the hurried man hurriedly rushed over, grabbing Mo Yan's arm with his hand.

I was shocked, and just about to stop it, Mo Yan waved his hand at me and asked me not to come.

Mo Yan didn't dodge at all, the three-eyed Taoist grabbed Mo Yan's arm, stretched out his head, and his face almost touched Mo Yan's face.

"How do you know this poem, how do you know!" said the three-eyed Taoist angrily.

"This is the poem engraved under the stone tablet of the Leng Zhangmen, I didn't expect that you would be the husband of Leng Qiuyi Leng Zhangmen. Mo Yan's face turned cold and said.

"Is the cold boss a woman?" I exclaimed in my heart, I thought that the cold boss was a man.

"If I guessed correctly, the three-eyed Taoist is also a disciple of the Imperial Palace Pavilion, and you are also a brother and sister with the Leng master, after you and the Leng master got married, you embarked on the evil way, refining the poisonous technique, in order to stop you, the Leng master sealed you here, and she still has love for you, so she only sealed you, but did not kill you, I don't know if I was right. Mo Yan said in a deep voice.

Listening to Mo Yan's words, the three-eyed Taoist priest trembled a little, and the hand that grabbed Mo Yan's arm was also put down.

"And you don't have remorse, because love becomes hate, the cold boss has love for you, but you have hatred for her, so she will leave on her tombstone, love is deep, hate is cut, you become hate because of love, you are always an evil way, you are a stain on the cold master. The more Mo Yan spoke, his face full of anger.

"You talk nonsense, you talk nonsense!" The three-eyed Taoist chief looked furious, his voice trembled, and he frantically raised his long sword and stabbed it at Mo Yan's chest, "Let you talk nonsense, you will die for the old man!"