Just when Qin Qiong was still letting out an unwilling roar, the heavenly marks in the sky that had already healed before were torn open again.

Suddenly, a sword qi flew out of the crack again.

The purple-cyan sword qi chased after Qin Qiong, and at this time, the beautiful woman on the throne in the palace snorted coldly: "Where did the little rabbit cub come from, chattering endlessly, give the old lady to die." ”

When the purple-cyan sword qi came to him, Qin Qiong, who was furious, realized that the real death was so close to him. Facing the sword qi flying from the heavenly scars, Qin Qiong was at a loss for a while, he didn't know what he should use in order to block the sword of this weeping ghost god.

"Hahaha! Which senior master is this who walks for the sky! Please bow to Wei Chi Changfeng!"

Seeing that the sword qi flying out of the heavenly scar was heading straight for Qin Qiong, Yu Chi Changfeng jumped up excitedly for a while, bent his knees, fell, and his whole body took off and worshipped. Even if his knees made two deep pits on the grass after landing, Yu Chi Changfeng didn't feel any pain at all.

Just when the purple-cyan sword qi was less than an inch away from Qin Qiong, a figure flashed out. The person who came first pushed Qin Qiong away, and then a colorful feather fan appeared in his hand, and a stream of colorful aura gushed out from the whole body of the feather fan, and the aura blocked the sword qi to death.

However, the sword qi that can kill thousands of demon beasts with a random one, how can it be so easy to block?

After the purple-cyan sword qi collided with the glow light emitted by the feather fan, it only paused for a fraction, and then unabated to slash the glow, then split the feather fan in two, and finally cut off one of the arms of the person holding the feather fan.

"Father!"

Qin Qiong saw that she was rescued, and when she came to her senses, she realized that it was her father who had not shown up all these years. Qin Qiong's father, the emperor, was naturally the last emperor of Great Qin, Emperor Qin Shang, and Qin Ya.

"Let's go!"

After Qin Ya blocked one of the swords in the Heavenly Scar, his vitality was greatly damaged, and he also lost an arm.

At this moment, Qin Ya didn't dare to linger at all, because he was not sure in his heart whether the sword qi that had been like a vast sea when he faced it before would fly out of the heavenly scars again.

Qin Ya pulled Qin Qiong into a streamer and walked away, and before leaving, Qin Qiong didn't forget to turn his head and look at Pei Zonghao a few more times with hideous eyes.

"Master, why don't you help me kill him!"

Hongchen saw that Qin Qiong was taken away, and his pretty face, which already made people look heartbroken, was instantly filled with complaints against his master.

When the beautiful woman saw Hongchen complaining about herself, she was not angry, and she did not blame her with displeasure, but said patiently: "Chen'er, although Shizun is a great power of the Taixuan Realm, he can't release his sword qi at will thousands of miles away, and the three swords before have been consumed a lot. ”

"Master, then when you recover, can you help Chen'er kill those two people just now?"

Hearing Shizun's words, Hongchen still didn't give up, in her heart, she hoped that her master could take action and take care of Qin Qiong's big trouble for Pei Zonghao.

"Chen'er, what Shizun promised you just now was to help you save that kid, and he didn't promise to help you do things for him. ”

"Chen'er, you know, the limit of the master is approaching, you can't consume your spiritual power excessively, with the current state of the master, you can keep my Hongchen Palace stable for a thousand years at most. ”

The beautiful woman paused, and after a trace of unwilling sadness crossed her eyes, she raised her eyes to look at Hongchen and continued:

"Therefore, in this thousand years, you must forget that kid, cultivate with peace of mind, step into the Taixu Realm as soon as possible, and take over my Hongchen Mountain in the future. ”

Hearing Shizun's words, Hongchen didn't ask Shizun to make another move for him, because since the day Shizun brought her back, he made it very clear to her that Shizun was injured and could live for a thousand years at most, and in this thousand years, as long as it was not a matter of life and death for Hongchen Mountain, Shizun was unwilling to make a move.

"A thousand years? Isn't that too long?"

Hongchen looked at the mirror in front of him stupidly, and his eyes did not leave Pei Zonghao for a moment. At this moment, she felt. It will take a thousand years to be separated from Pei Zonghao, which is really a bit too long.

After the Qin family's father and son left, the dozens of people who survived the Divine Weeping Camp were all gulping in the air at this time, and they seemed to have become greedy at this time. For the rest of their lives, everyone felt that air was such a precious thing in this world.

While everyone was congratulating that they were still alive and could breathe the air of heaven and earth to their heart's content, only Yu Chi Changfeng still had an unwilling look on his face at this time.

"Hey, why didn't that sword kill Qin Qiong just now!

After Yu Chi Changfeng finished speaking, his clenched right fist punched the air fiercely, once again releasing the unwillingness in his heart.

"Husband, it's good that we're all alive!"

Mu Xueye snuggled in Pei Zonghao's arms at this time, enjoying the happiness and joy of the rest of his life after the catastrophe.

And yet it was at this very moment.

In the sky, a figure broke through the clouds and galloped towards him.

When the figure clearly appeared in everyone's sight, everyone saw clearly that a demon dragon dozens of zhang long was waving its dragon claws at this time, stabbing straight at Pei Zonghao's chest.

"Boss!"

"Your Highness!"

Just as everyone was shouting, the claws of the demon dragon had already reached Pei Zonghao's chest.

At such a critical juncture, slightly

Mu Xue Ye in Pei Zonghao's arms didn't think about it, pushed Pei Zonghao away, and blocked Pei Zonghao with his body.

"Poof!"

After the demon dragon's claw was blocked, while pulling the dragon claw out of Mu Xueye's body, the other front paw grabbed Pei Zonghao again.

Just when Pei Zonghao was still stunned, a flying sword attacked in the sky, pointing directly at the right neck of the demon dragon.

At this time, the demon dragon had already noticed the light groan brought by the flying sword breaking through the air, and listening to the sound, the demon dragon subconsciously blocked his right claw to the right, and at the same time gave up the fatal blow to Pei Zonghao.

The flying sword collided with the dragon claw, and the dragon claw was easily pierced by the flying sword, but after the sword body was all trapped in the dragon claw, it was no longer able to stab at the demon dragon.

The pain from his right claw made the demon dragon open his mouth and look up to the sky and let out a roar, and casually turned his head to look at the figure in the sky, when the demon dragon found that the person who came was already a cultivator in the late stage of Jindan, he immediately gave up Pei Zonghao, and his whole body rose into the air, and soon disappeared into the clouds.

When the demon dragon left, a voice sounded in the sky, "Pei Zonghao, I am the crown prince of the dragon clan, Ao Xin, your beloved was killed by me, I am waiting for you to take revenge at any time." ”

The voice left by Ao Xin echoed in the heavens and the earth for a long time, of course, Pei Zonghao didn't listen to a word, because at this time he had almost entered madness.

"Poof!"

What a familiar sound, what a familiar scene.

Back then, when her mother was killed by the demon dragon Ao Qing, she was pierced through her body by the dragon's claws, and then fell in a pool of blood and didn't wake up for a long time.

Now, the storyline of a few years ago is repeated again, but this time the protagonist is no longer a father and a mother, but is himself.

"Snow, night!"

Holding the smiling man in his arms, I don't know how long it took for Pei Zonghao to slowly spit out these two words from his mouth.

Feng Lingzi's flying sword scared away the demon dragon, and after landing on the ground, he originally wanted to urge Pei Zonghao and the others to leave quickly, but when he saw Mu Xue Ye in Pei Zonghao's arms, he didn't speak, but just recalled the flying sword that pierced into the dragon's claws, and waited silently.

"Hao'er, are you okay?"

Feng Lingzi saw Pei Zonghao speak, and asked Pei Zonghao softly.

"Boss, you, you, you, are you okay?"

Seeing this situation, Wei Chi Changfeng also asked cautiously.

Pei Zonghao was full of Mu Xueye's figure in his eyes, heart, and mind at this time, and he didn't listen to the words of the two at all, but just stroked Mu Xueye's cheeks over and over again, hoping that in this way, he could wake up the lover in his arms.

"Hao'er! Miss Mu is dead, you have to be sensible. ”

Seeing this, Feng Lingzi hurriedly opened his mouth to persuade Pei Zonghao, for fear that his beloved disciple would do something stupid.

"Master, I know, I know Xue'er is dead, I just want to see her again. ”

At this time, Pei Zonghao's voice did not have the slightest emotional fluctuation, Feng Lingzi did not hear sadness in Pei Zonghao's voice, let alone tingling, at this time Pei Zonghao's performance was abnormal, but it made Feng Lingzi feel uneasy.

"Hao'er, what's wrong with you? If you want to cry, just cry!"

In the face of the master's comfort, Pei Zonghao ignored it at all, gently picked Mu Xueye up and raised his head to the sky and roared, letting out an earth-shattering roar.

"Ahh

"Ahh

"Ahh

........

This sound lasted for a long time, the clouds and mist in the earthquake sky scattered, the grass on the ground of the earthquake withered, and the hearts of the shaking wind spirit son and the people in the Divine Weeping Camp all had the same hatred for the enemy.

This voice released the heartbreak in the young man's heart, and it also expressed the angry roar in the young man's heart about the injustice of the reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao.

Once upon a time, the black-clothed young man with two swords on his back, he carried the original intention of supporting justice, slaying demon dragons with swords, and protecting the world, and walked forward alone.

Who knows, on the way to realize the lofty ideal, a purple star crossed by, which disturbed the young man's heroic dream, and by the way, also robbed away happiness and longing, and at the same time left a heart-wrenching scar in the young man's heart.

"Master, let's go!"

When the roar that went straight into the sky ended, Pei Zonghao gently waved his hand to wipe away the tears that had not yet dried from the corners of his eyes, and walked towards Tianfeng Gorge with Mu Xueye in his arms.

At this time, it was obviously still in the scorching summer, but when this group of people walked by, everywhere became full of autumn and the autumn wind was bleak.

After Pei Zonghao returned to the camp, he ignored the current situation and why the Divine Weeping Camp was calculated. Therefore, everything is handed over to Wei Chi Changfeng to deal with.

Pei Zonghao sat on the edge of his sleeping lover's bed, silent for three days and three nights, during which he didn't think about tea and dinner, stayed awake all night, and looked at his beloved lying quietly on the bed, as if time was frozen at that moment.