"That's?"

What did Ye Xiuwen see? He saw something that seemed familiar. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He struggled, forced to support his body, and stood up. But his injuries were so severe that he only took two steps before he fell to the ground with a somersault.

"Poof!"

Ye Xiuwen spurted out a mouthful of blood, but he didn't have any intention to stop his suicide-like behavior.

He grabbed it with his own hand, clasped it to the rubble, and moved his body forward.

His movements were so clumsy, so difficult, but he still clinged to everything he could grasp.

Even though his fingers were worn out, the red blood seeped out, and he crawled forward with great concentration!

The rustling sound sounded from under Ye Xiuwen's body, and even the bloody clothes had already been scratched by the sand and stones.

But Ye Xiuwen still had no intention of stopping. For he saw, and he did. He pounced, clutching the Great Elder's hand.

The fiery red silk silk hung down the Great Elder's left hand, revealing a jewel the size of a thumb's belly.

He had seen it before, because he also had one, an identical orb. That's the accessory of the Ghost Sword Palace token, and it's the jewel on that ornament!

"Ahh …… Yes! ……”

When Ye Xiuwen slapped the Great Elder's hand and pulled out the Ghost Sword Palace token, his mouth grew big, but he couldn't breathe at all, he just opened his mouth like that, opened his mouth so widely, and then let out a hoarse cry!

Is that crying? That's wailing! It was a silent wail!

The pain almost suffocated him, and his chest was suffocating, so uncomfortable that it felt like it was about to burst.

"Linglong! Exquisite! …… Yes! ……”

Crazy crying, finally shouted from Ye Xiuwen's mouth, he rolled, he desperately grabbed and bited.

He knew that he was ugly at this time, ugly, but he couldn't stop himself from venting like this.

…………

I don't know how long it took for Ye Xiuwen to finally stop that senseless struggle, senseless pain.

He spasmed his body, let out his own roar, or his own vow!

"Qingcheng faction! Shenwu Gate! …… I will pay you with blood! Blood debt and blood payment! ……”

Ye Xiuwen knelt on the ground and smashed his forehead deeply on the hard gravel.

Blood! The red blood poured out from Ye Xiuwen's forehead, but there was no pain in the slightest. Because all his pain is in his heart, and it is hidden in the depths of his heart.

His heart is dripping blood, burning, boiling! ……

"Kid, I know you're having a hard time, but you still have a long way to go! Get up! Boss, all the hopes are pinned on you! ”

Ye Xiuwen knelt on the ground, perhaps having forgotten a very important thing, that is, the monster that attacked.

At this time, the monster that had been staring at Ye Xiuwen for a long time spoke. That incomparably huge head was located on the top of Ye Xiuwen's head.

He seemed to want to caress Ye Xiuwen's hair, but found that he could no longer comfort the child in front of him like a human being.

He gave up, and he raised it high again, the one, the head that looked like a hill.

"You?"

Ye Xiuwen was awakened by the old voice, and he looked up. only to find that this monster who spoke human was so familiar and so unfamiliar.

He knew it because of this monster he had seen before. It was the giant python that crawled out of the entrance of the dungeon when he entered the dungeon for the first time.

Although the python at that time was scarred, it was quite graceful, which was very different from this time.

So Ye Xiuwen was unfamiliar, he looked up at the giant python that was missing an eye because of the collapse of his skull.

He looked up, and the scalp armor was broken, and most of its body was missing.

He looked up like a true warrior, worshipping this giant python.

No!

Maybe Ye Xiuwen is not worshipping this giant python, but worshipping the owner of this giant python.

"Underground Palace Elder!"

Ye Xiuwen knelt on his knees, lowered his head deeply, and the tears like a gushing spring flowed down Ye Xiuwen's cheeks, dripping and flowing fiercely.

He was crying, but it wasn't because he had met a survivor of the Tang Gate. Instead, he was expressing his most sincere respect to a loyal elder of the Tang Sect!

'Merging', this method of merging with the puppet, is called 'merging'. It is a secret technique that a puppeteer does not want to perform even if his life ends.

Because, once a person merges with a puppet, this person will be completely fused with the puppet, and he will no longer be a person, but a complete monster. And it's the kind of monster that drinks blood! ……

"Child, there is nothing to be sad about, as the guardian of the underground palace, I have the responsibility and obligation to guard here!

Perhaps, I should have died a long time ago! It's just that the boss entrusted me with something at the last moment, so I can't let go, so I have been hungry for so far! ”

The python looked up to the sky and stared at the distant stars. As if reminiscing, reminiscing about the master, the last entrustment!

"Damn! I know, I know the master, it must be for me to avenge the Tang Sect, and to avenge all the victims of the Tang Sect, it must be like this! I will, I will definitely avenge all the victims of the Tang Sect, even if I am broken, I will not hesitate to do it! ”

Ye Xiuwen clenched his fists tightly, still immersed in grief, and fell into deep self-blame.

This is the case in the Ye family, and it is also the case in the Tang Sect, he thinks that he is late, otherwise the whole thing will not be like this.

However, he didn't want to think about it, in front of the two major sects of the Qingcheng faction and the Shenwu Sect, what was he Ye Xiuwen? Can he really hold up the sky single-handedly?

"Don't be sad, kid, revenge, I'll talk about it later. If you come with me now, we may, and it will take some effort! ”

The guardian elder of the underground palace urged Ye Xiuwen to get up, as if he was very anxious, and went straight to the collapsed underground palace.

The entrance to the dungeon was still there, but it was blocked by a boulder, so the dungeon elder who turned into a snake used his dilapidated body to push the boulder.

The boulder was too huge, and the dungeon elders had a hard time pushing it, but for some reason. At this time, Ye Xiuwen was motionless, and he didn't even have the slightest intention of going up to help.

He was staring straight at the uncollapsed half of the cliff.

Because there were words on it, and the handwriting was stained with blood, and each word had to be three meters high, and each word had to be two meters wide. But they are dyed with blood! It's with the blood of them, the disciples of the Tang Sect!

How much blood is needed, and how much blood is needed? ……