Wen Yiming saw Chu Ge returning from a serious injury, and he didn't feel a chill in his heart, this was a doomed ending, and it was not surprising.

Anyone can see that Jin Yuesheng and Mu Zhentang have put life and death aside, which shows that they have no hope in their hearts, and they are completely doing their best and obeying the destiny of heaven!

None of them spoke, giving up all resistance, their eyes flashing with memories of the past.

Hearing Chu Ge's order, the corners of Wen Yiming's mouth curled slightly, facing a dead end, this was the only time he didn't feel helpless.

Under the suppression of absolute strength, it is no longer possible to describe the gap, and nothing can be done except cherish the last gathering in life.

It's not a kind of fate to be able to go back with your beloved, your best brothers and friends.

The fifth autumn girl had already put away the piano and snuggled up to the weak Wen Yiming.

She gently grabbed his big hand, but Wen Yiming felt the warmth of his other hand, and he lost his concentration and perception, he turned his head to see that it was Shu Yilan.

The four looked at each other, and each saw the emotion in each other's eyes, without a trace of impurities.

He didn't shy away from anyone, raised his hand to hug Shu Yilan and Fifth Autumn Cross, and said softly: "I'm sorry, I didn't take you back to the south!" ”

The two girls looked at each other with slightly red faces, and at the last moment of their lives, they did not feel awkward between them.

They remembered the goodbye in the ruins of the Great Rift, and their hearts ached.

This time is different, it is satisfaction, no regrets.

They raised their heads, and everyone's eyes fell in front of them, and it was Chu Yu who fell to the ground, sneering.

Zhong Xiaoshan woke up, took a step forward with each other's support, and stood side by side with Amon behind Wen Yiming.

Out of thin air, a large True Yuan hand appeared, and everyone was already standing in a row, except for the pony still lying in the corner.

The pony is dissatisfied, and the strong negative emotions disappear for some reason.

Yu Chen was the only one who didn't know about natural disasters and dragon souls, he was a little dazed, but he still stood beside Sai Yaren without exception.

Yu Chen knew that Chu Yu would do something to him sooner or later, and from the time he transmitted the voice to Wen Yiming, he no longer belonged to the Crazy Shadow.

He had already expected this ending, and when he slashed out a few blades, he felt extremely happy, this was the life he wanted.

Lost his life, but was freed.

At this time, his mind was clear, and his cultivation began to loosen, and he couldn't help but smile.

Not only him, Yang Tianhao let go of his guilt for Shuangcheng, he was holding the blood-drinking knife that Wen Yiming had already left behind, but he was not moved.

This is the brother, even if he is no longer around, he will quietly hide a trace of care for you.

Coming from the south, he only experienced a square inch of cage in the north, which taught him to endure.

He was numb in guilt, and at this time, he let go of all his burdens, and the numbness was gone, and his blood seemed to have been suppressed for a long time, and it was loud in his body, as if he was cheering.

The depression in the internal organs gradually disappeared, and the vitality was born, which he thought was caused by his mood.

Shu Yilan quietly looked at the back in front of her who gritted her teeth and couldn't hold on, and felt that all the painful waiting had paid off.

Her affectionate eyes seemed to be a little moist, she thought it was tears, but why was there some ice, and spread to the whole body, her attention was on that back, how could she notice the ice crystals on her nails.

Deng Aowei no longer looks like a female man, she rarely bit her lower lip, her pretty face was slightly red, but she was happy in her heart, because Hao Tianxiao, who was not good at expressing herself, finally held her hand.

She had waited too long for this day.

Inexplicably, she felt that the dark wound on her body was recovering, and she didn't know if it was shy, which caused her body to tense up, and her skin was a little stiff, and she didn't dare to move her gaze, which made her lose the color of her hand and see the abnormal color on her hand quietly changing.

The taciturn Hao Tianxiao still has concern and self-blame for his fellow disciples and the twin cities, but he can hold Deng Aowei's hand, he feels that it is more difficult than cultivating for a breakthrough, maybe the two will not share the warmth of each other's hands for too long.

However, this second has become an eternity in his heart.

He was afraid to die for a long time because he had too many responsibilities on his shoulders; He wanted to die again because he could be freed.

Makihara said, if you want to die, you have already lost!

At this point, he understood better.

It's too hard to live, not because life is too fragile, but because you don't have the courage to face it.

He thought that the precipitation he had accumulated had been exhausted, but he didn't expect to rise up again at this moment, looking at the big hand of Zhenyuan in front of him, he clenched the heavy sword in his hand, and he felt that it was nothing more than that!

When the big hand of Zhenyuan came, everyone was extremely calm, and in the face of death, they all had a more or less understanding, and they were transparent.

They remembered what Wen Yiming had said in their hearts, and they thought it was true at this time.

Chaowen said, you can die at night!

Wen Yiming felt satisfied, and the person who died for his confidant was talking about his teammates who were lined up behind him.

At the last moment, they expressed their last belonging to Wen Yiming with actions.

Act of God!

No one closed their eyes, and they felt the unrivaled power of the True Yuan Great Hand that could completely cover them, and it was irresistible.

The next moment, it will explode and die, and the ashes will be annihilated.

'Bang——! ’

A tremor came from above, and the huge True Yuan hand shattered.

Everyone present was shocked and inexplicable, and watched in shock as Chu Yu vomited blood and retreated, but he was actually counterattacked.

Chu Ge's somewhat sluggish expression suddenly perked up, staring at the sky as a small crucian carp two fingers wide fell from the sky.

No one could understand the scene, and there was no time to think about it, because a middle-aged farmer with a high trouser leg appeared in the field.

Inch hair and short beard, dressed in coarse cloth peasant clothes; There was a fish basket pinned to his waist, and it was still dripping with water, with a hint of fishy smell; He has a small fishing rod of less than two meters pinned to his back, and he has straw sandals under his feet.

No one could see how the farmer had appeared, as if he had been born out of thin air, without even the slightest breeze.

Chu Ge and Chu Yu had forgotten how many years they hadn't swallowed saliva, and at this time, their throats were grunting in unison.

The farmer looked up to the sky, watched the little crucian carp fall, raised his hand to catch it, grinned and put it in the fish basket on his waist, and seemed to be in a good mood.

In the silence of the audience, the farmer became the focus of attention.

Chu Yu was injured, and anyone with a slight look could see that it was caused by the farmer's intervention.

This is really confusing in people's minds, a small crucian carp smashed the Martial Saint's True Yuan big hand apart, what kind of cultivation? The point is that the little crucian carp still jumped around in the end without a trace of harm.

This is not the key, what really makes everyone confused and shocked is that this farmer is a third-level cultivator of the Great Martial Arts, and even Chu Ge can't understand it.

Of course, everyone understands that this is the farmer's hidden cultivation, and the fool knows it.

The farmer turned around and looked at Wen Yiming, with thought in his eyes, then glanced at Lao Wu again, without too much expression, and finally fell on Zhong Xiaoshan, and after a while, he seemed to smile.

Wen Yiming's expression was a little rich, and so was Lao Wu.

They both knew this farmer, and it was the fishing farmer at the northwest ferry who spoke extremely arrogantly.

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