Mo Yanran's voice was choked, and the words she wanted to say were choked in her throat, and she couldn't make a sound.

Mo Yanran knew very well in her heart that what Qin Shan said was right, the Qinglong Seal was unpredictable, and if she rushed in, she might really harm Qin Guanxi, so she couldn't go in.

"So, we're just going to just wait outside, and do nothing?" Mo Yanran's voice suddenly rose an octave.

"It's not that you don't do it, it's that you can't do anything." Qin Shan patiently explained: "We don't know the specific situation inside the seal, and what we do is not necessarily right, we can only wait." ”

Mo Yanran was silent, lowered her head and didn't speak for a long time, and suddenly raised her head again, looked at Qin Shan fixedly, and asked, "Where is the seal of the Qin family?" I want to go to the seal and see him now. ”

"You can't see him, he's inside the seal." Qin Shan said.

"I know." Mo Yanran replied softly.

"You know?" A hint of surprise flashed in Qin Shan's eyes, and when he saw Mo Yanran's sparkling eyes, Qin Shan seemed to understand something, "Okay, his seal is in the back mountain, I'll take you over myself later." ”

"Thank you!" Mo Yanran gritted her teeth and nodded, her voice of thanks was flat.

A few people were speechless, Qin Yuan stared at the black veil on Mo Yanran's face, and sighed faintly, Qin Yuan knew that Mo Yanran was thinking about these things in his heart.

Mo Yanran's complicated mood Qin Yuan could feel it, Qin Yuan also knew that Mo Yanran went to the Qin family to seal it because he wanted to see Qin Guanxi, even if he didn't see Qin Guanxi and Mo Yanran didn't feel regretful, Mo Yanran even breathed a long sigh of relief.

It's better to see each other than not to see each other, but to miss it if you don't see it, Qin Yuan can move Mo Yanran's mood, and Mo Yanran's mood at this time is a copy of when Qin Yuan had not met Qin Guanxi back then, at that time, she was also looking forward to the day when she met Qin Guanxi every day, but Qin Yuan at that time was also worried every day, because meeting was not necessarily complete, and Mo Yanran must have more experience than Qin Yuan.

"Demon Young Sect Master, don't be impatient, I'll take you over after the Ten Thousand Swords Gate is completely resolved." Qin Shan said that, his eyes glanced at the battle situation on the mountainside of Wolong Mountain.

Mo Yanran didn't speak, her eyes kept in the direction of the seal of the Qin family in the back mountain of Wolong Mountain.

Outside the gate of the Qin family, the situation has become completely clear.

A group of people surrounded the remnants of the Wanjianmen, the people of the Wanjianmen fought less and less, and the people in the Qin family's lineup fought more and more, and in the end, when only a few elders were left to kill at night, I don't know who came up with an idea, and the people of the Qin family and the Chu family of the Demon Sect actually started to play.

More than 100,000 people surrounded dozens of people in the middle, the inner and outer three layers were surrounded by water, and the remaining people of the Wanjianmen could not escape, the people of the Demon Sect were the most demonic, and they did not immediately raise their swords and kill them after they surrounded the Wanjianmen, but pointed to one of the elders in the evening to play alone.

The elders of the Qin family and the Chu family of the Demon Sect took the initiative to ask the elders of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect to fight each other with the mentality of practicing their hands, and the elders of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect were beaten out of anger a few days ago with one enemy, and when they heard that they were going to fight alone, they also rushed up angrily with their fists and palms.

Being beaten to death by the group is also death, and killing one by one is also earned, in line with the principle that killing one does not lose money and killing two to make money, the elders of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect agreed to the request of the elders of the Demon Sect to fight each other without much thought.

Saying that a heads-up is a heads-up, the words spoken by the martial arts people are more like the water that has been spilled, and there is no possibility of repentance, if anyone is cowardly at this time, he will definitely be laughed at by the people of the world, but the elders of the Qin family of the Demon Sect and the Chu family are not really the people of Wanjianmen who take it to heart.

After fighting for so long, the elders of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect have long been exhausted and have little strength left, and the people of the Demon Sect and the Chu family are all in high spirits and have not yet vented their strength, and they don't think that they can't beat the people of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect with their full strength.

The group fight turned into a ring match in an instant.

The people of the three major forces played happily and fought heartily.

The emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, although the Wanjianmen is all painted on their bodies, but the elders of the Wanjianmen are still the masters of the Huaxia martial arts after all, and they have exhausted their strength and moves, and there are injuries and thoughts on their bodies.

The elders of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate were fighting with the Qin family and others, but the quietest was the Shadow Sword of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate, the Shadow Sword silently guarded the remnants of the Sword Saint with a gloomy face without saying a word, and a sad look appeared on his face.

As soon as Shadow Sword closed his eyes, he thought painfully that he was really sorry for the ancestors of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate, and the Ten Thousand Swords Gate not only did not carry forward in his hands, but instead walked to the abyss of destruction today, and the Shadow Sword Sword's heart ached.

Looking at the Sword Saint again, the dying Sword Saint was not cared for or asked, and his body was lying on the grass of Wolong Mountain, his face was as white as gold paper.

When he was about to die, the Sword Saint finally felt a little remorseful, watching the people of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate fall in front of him, the Sword Saint's heart was also studying abroad, at this moment the Sword Saint finally thought about himself, the Sword Saint was thinking about a question, he was thinking about whether what he did was right, was it worth it?

In order to take revenge, the Sword Saint has been preparing for twenty years, planning for twenty years, and hating for twenty years, for twenty years, the Sword Saint has been thinking about finding the Qin family all the time, looking for Qin Tian to avenge his revenge, when the Sword Saint finally had the opportunity to take revenge with his own hands, the revenge has not been avenged, but the disciples and elders of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect fell one after another in a pool of blood.

The Sword Saint could only watch the people of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate die because of his ruthless military efforts, these people don't have to die here, it's him, it's his Sword Saint who killed these people.

The more he thought about it, the more guilty he felt about the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, the Sword Saint closed his eyes sadly, but two lines of old tears slipped down from his eyes, they were tears of remorse, tears of regret.

If he was giving the Sword Saint a choice, the Sword Saint asked himself, he would still come to the Qin family to take revenge, but he would come to take revenge alone, and he would definitely not involve the Ten Thousand Swords Gate in his personal enmity, and now because of the Sword Saint alone, the Ten Thousand Swords Gate will step into a situation of no return, and the Sword Saint is the sinner of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate!

God won't help me!

The Sword Saint raised his eyes and looked at the sky with a strong unwillingness in his eyes, why, why was the Qin family's luck so good? The Sword Saint couldn't figure out that when the Ten Thousand Swords Gate was about to destroy the Qin family, there would be so many people to reinforce the Qin family?

Forget about the Snow Mountain Sect, after all, Xue Wuyan, the second disciple of the Snow Mountain Teacher, is Qin Shan's wife, the Snow Mountain Sect and the Qin family are in-laws, and the Qin family is in trouble, and the Snow Mountain sent to reinforce the Sword Saint also admitted, if there is only one Snow Mountain Sect Sword Saint, he doesn't think that the Ten Thousand Swords Sect will lose, in fact, even the Snow Mountain Sect and the Qin family together are not the opponents of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

Who would have thought that in addition to the Snow Mountain Sect, there would be so many people who would come to reinforce the Qin family, the Chu family in the northeast, hundreds of thousands of thugs under Qin Guanxi, and the Demon Sect that had disappeared for almost twenty years!

As soon as the Demon Sect came out, the Ten Thousand Swords Gate completely lost its last hope, and the Sword Saint was unwilling but helpless to watch the one hundred and seven gangs parting ways with the Ten Thousand Swords Gate due to the pressure, and watched so many Ten Thousand Swords Sect disciples being besieged and killed.

There is no hope for the Ten Thousand Swords Gate, the Sword Saint is sorry for the Ten Thousand Swords Gate, and the ancestors of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate!

The Sword Saint's heart was sad and desolate, he thought of death, as soon as this thought appeared in his heart, it spread quickly in his heart like a weed, and the Sword Saint of this year moved his fingers slightly, and there was a silver sword Mo Evil Sword hanging on his fingertips.

If you die, you will be a hundred, and if you die, you will not see the mocking faces of the Qin family, and if you die, you will no longer feel guilty and no longer suffer.

In the past, no one would believe that the dignified Sword Saint would also have the idea of suicide, and the Sword Saint gave everyone the impression that he was like a high king, and he would always be the first in the world with his head held high, and no one would think that a person like the Sword Saint would really want to commit suicide.

Once the heart of suicide was moved, this terrible thought of the Sword Saint could no longer be controlled, the Sword Saint took a few deep breaths, rested for a long time, and the body that was hollowed out by the Demon Teng also regained some strength, the Sword Saint gritted his teeth and tried to raise his arm and end his life with a sword cut on his neck.

In fact, a strong man like the Sword Saint, there are absolutely countless ways for him to commit suicide, such as destroying his meridians and dying by exploding his body, but the only bit of strength that the current Sword Saint has can only pick up the Mo Evil Sword with trembling arms, use the edge of the Mo Evil Sword to cut his throat, and kill himself in the most primitive and brutal way.

When a generation of strong people reached the end of the road, they could only use weapons to commit suicide, which is the sorrow of a strong man and the sorrow of a sword saint.

However, for the Sword Master, it is not a good thing that he finally dies on the sword in his hand after using the sword all his life.

Because of the sword, because of the sword, even if the sword saint died a very disgraceful death, but the sword saint who has used the sword for a lifetime can die in his own sword mountain, which is a relatively good way for him to die.

But the Sword Saint wants to die for a hundred years, but some people don't want the Sword Saint to die, at least they don't want the Sword Saint to die at this time.

The Sword Saint is a sinner, he has to die at the hands of the enemy, he must not let the Sword Saint die so comfortably, the Sword Saint's life is not his alone, the Sword Saint's hands are still stained with the blood of others, and he still owes others debts that have not been repaid.

"Old horseman, want to kill yourself?! You're wondering! ”

A person's sneer fell from mid-air into the ears of the Sword Saint, and the arm that the Sword Saint had just raised was shocked and trembled, and the Mo Evil Sword, which had taken a long time to hold, slid from the palm of the Sword Saint's hand and fell to the ground with a thud.