Which is stronger or weaker between the general trend of the country and personal grievances?

Can Yu Wenhua die now?

If it dies, the court will be shaken, and the troubled times will be even more chaotic.

But how many people saw Wei Zhenzhen's bloody face, and there was still the pain of forbearance and humiliation.

The body is not moving.

Only large patches of dirty blood continued to melt and flow down the tiles like rain

The black blood, with the corroded flesh, was drained from the eaves of the fifth floor to the eaves of the fourth floor, then the third floor, the second floor, and the first floor

If it falls on the yard floor, on those flowers and plants, it will make these flowers and plants black and rotten to death, and a scorched and rotten grass.

What a horror and poison this is.

All that remained on the tiles were tattered clothes and shoes.

There are no bones left. (Someone must be scolding me for being too ruthless, and I'm abusive again, okay, the plot needs it, just endure it and it's over)

In this regard, Hou Xibai stood at the other end, looked at the clothes, and then looked at Yu Wenhua, his brows furrowed.

It is said that the people of their demon gate are extremely bad, but now it seems to be a great irony.

Sui Yi looked at these clothes, and there were no waves on his face, which made people unable to see the grief and anger.

The death spell can kill the soul, but it can't erase the desolation and pathos of death.

What was she thinking before she died?

Whether she misses the good things, or is she immersed in the situation that made her extremely painful before

Like what

Yu Wenhua smiled, his smile was more hideous than that of the hellish ghost, and he shook his sleeves. Ignoring the corpse of his uncle on the ground, he turned away

As if remembering something, he turned his head and added to Sui Yi: "By the way." Although this Wei Zhenzhen is a broken shoe, it tastes good in the end."

Xie Hui's fingers grasped the judge's pen, and Han Gaitian frowned and clenched his fists.

Li Xiuning, Shang Xiufang and other women, as well as the Great Confucian Taoists, all changed their faces one by one.

On the sixth floor, the delicate woman suddenly lay on the railing, her face was red with anger, and she shouted down: "Uncle Xie." This man is a brute, you help me kill him, if my father is here. will inevitably kill him with a knife, if there is really a problem, I will explain it to my father! Please! ”

"Good" Xie Hui, who has always been calm, only hesitated, and finally agreed.

It's just that

"Yu Culture & "

With a flat sound, Yu Wenhua turned around.

When he turned around

Sui Yi also turned sideways. Fingers hooked out the demon que. The fingertips slashed across the blade, and a few drops of blood rolled down the fingers and drew into witches on the blade, and then flicked along the wrist.

The sword has left the fingers.

Soar and spin in the sky

Airplanes~~~

That's how the sword entered Yu Wenhua's pupils.

Bigger and bigger and bigger until

Poof!

A sword slammed diagonally down through U Wenji's chest, from his heart into his abdomen, and then through his waist and was nailed to the ground.

It's a rather weird way to stick a sword, but in the Wu culture, this way of dying is called a waist scarf.

Blood hissed over the demon.

And at this time. Sui Yi's blood penetrated deep into the demon, and the red veins burned......

Witchcraft: Burn!

Brush, with Yu culture and as the core, the flames erupted, spreading blood, and spreading the body of You Tired Bird and Yu Wenshi next to him.

A circle with a diameter of three meters.

Burn!

Vigorous.

The fire is dazzling.

It was a god-like move and ability, and the people present suddenly had a feeling.

- She was extraordinary, and she was going to kill him!

Waist Jacket: The unforgivable, who cut off his waist in his heart, deprived of his life and mobility, burned with fire, and in the next life, he will be mutilated and his appearance will be ugly and lonely for the rest of his life.

Close your eyes.

He must be made more miserable and painful than Wei Zhenzhen.

Will this ease the resentment?

Shang Xiufang and the others were very quiet, all looking at the swordsman with long hair flying.

I only saw the side, although the other party's physique was thin, but the performance was still a man, and the sallow skin was even more so, but the face was as fat as jade, and the snow color was silky, which made people feel quite discordant, but in the end, the temperament was the most conspicuous.

It seems that no matter what her face is, it does not hinder the beautiful sense of tranquility she gives people.

Sui Yi didn't look at them, lowered his eyes, and said a word.

"You're right, if you die, there will be troubled times"

Yu Wenhua and must die, although after his death, Yang Guang was not killed.

Even so, she would still kill him.

The heart can't bear it.

And after killing the last Yu Wenhua, the breath on Sui Yi's body was up and down.

Back and forth between calm and solemnity, sinking and changing back and forth.

For a while, like the edge of her sword was exposed and a little demonic, and for a while, it was as calm and vast as the sea and blue sky, and this calm changed all the time, and Sui Yi just stood there motionless.

Killing one is killing, and killing tens of millions of people is also killing.

Is there any difference?

As the silence continues, the killing continues.

Until when, when, when!

The bell tower on the top of the hill in the distance rang the large bronze bell at noon.

The voice was vast and peaceful.

The glimmer in Sui Yi's eyes suddenly froze.

You can kill, but you can't kill yourself.

Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs, but they must not kill all things like dogs.

God doesn't have that right, let alone her.

Perhaps, that person has.

Sui Yi suddenly remembered her second personality, that one, as if she had the right in this regard.

In front of him, he was clear and clear, but he ended up killing with Yiwu, but it was not a failure, but a success.

If you understand and see through, you will succeed.

The killing of the recipe for immortality has been accomplished.

The qi in the body flowed slowly, precipitating from the tyrannical air flow into a gentle and tranquil water flow, melting and condensing, as if it seemed to be weakened, but in fact it was consolidating and strengthening the transformation.

Sui Yi has been calm on the surface, and he is more restrained than before. was about to go over to put away Wei Zhenzhen's clothes, but saw that someone had already wrapped them in their own clothes and folded them neatly on the side.

This garment seems to be

Sui Yi subconsciously turned his head to look. I saw that I was working with Kou Zhong to deal with the few people of the Yuwen family who escaped from the poison gas array.

The style of play is a bit crazy.

Martial arts are weak.

But there is no fear, and it does need to be vented,

Sui Yi only glanced at it and then stopped looking.

Because hell elegy is also killing.

Kill from the sixth floor to the fifth floor.

-- Sui Yi has opened the killing ring, and the elegy of hell is like being promised, and naturally has no scruples.

In fact, she is similar to Natasha in one point, that is, she doesn't care if the rules of this world order collapse or not - as long as they feel it is necessary, they want to, they can kill!

Wei Zhenzhen's clothes were stained with poisonous blood. Naturally, they couldn't be touched with their hands, Xu Ziling took off his robe and wrapped them, and reached out to take the bundle of clothes.

At this moment, the Hell Elegy is almost killed. Because most of them had already broken down and fled downstairs, a few others fled into the room on the fifth floor, trying to find the always benevolent Confucian people for help, or ask Shang Xiufang to save them. But that's not the answer yet

Hell Elegy has already stepped into this room. This is the first time Netcom and others have seen the Hell Elegy up close, before this girl slaughtered vertically and horizontally, the speed was too fast, they were difficult to catch with the naked eye, just at a glance, they were muttering in their hearts: It's really like things to gather people in groups.

This one is clearly not a mortal.

The god pattern is too tall, and the breath is remarkable.

Just as soon as she came in, her true nature was exposed.

Kill without any chance.

With a finger of the knife, several streamers shot out

Boom Boom!

One by one, the Yuwen Gate Valve and the people from the Demon Gate rushed out of the window on the fifth floor.

People on the streets. For example, Han Gaitian and the others were so shocked that they watched as the random one also flew out and shot obliquely. The person who appeared on the fifth floor of Liuxiang Pavilion jumped again, landing on the right side of the fourth floor.

A customarily long blade cuts from the left to the right

Yes!!

The screams rose suddenly!

The window cracked widely.

Several people were blurred in flesh and blood.

As a result, it was a diagonal cut back and forth from the left and right, and the knife formed a lightning-like cutting turbulence, strangling all those who escaped from the building!

In the end, she landed on the courtyard wall of Liuxiang Pavilion, looked at Du Fuwei and these people coldly, her expression was calm, she was holding a sickle in one hand, and the blood flowed from the end of the robe to the wall, and then fell on the corner of the wall.

Du Fuwei and the others were even suppressed.

It was in that dead silence.

"Elegy"

There was a sound from the fifth floor.

Hell Elegy's expression was slightly soothed, and his figure flashed, coming?

Brush!

Du Fuwei and the others all retreated in unison

And the Hell Elegy just fell to the ground and held the demon that had cooled and lonely.

She had blood on her body, but the demon didn't resist her.

And because of that

Hell Elegy pulls out the demon que.

As for Yu Wenhua's bones, they have long since turned into charred black scum on the ground.

She glanced at the scorched black circle on the ground, and said lightly: "Find some people to clean up this place."

"Dirty"

Dirty!

That's a dirty word!

Cheng Yanjin and the others wanted to applaud.

Du Fuwei and the others also had strange expressions.

Because he and Wei Chisheng actually nodded subconsciously, because if they didn't nod, how could the other party's qi lock on the two of them be released.

Hell Elegy stands on the courtyard wall with the demon que, waiting to come down.

However, she saw Sui Yi looking towards the fifth floor.

In the building, Sui Yi said: "Okay, let's go"

The fighting inside stopped, and in the middle of the sound, Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling supported each other, and a seriously injured person came out next to him.

It's rare that Sui Yi didn't forget the two of them, but Kou Zhong and the two didn't have the heart to think about anything else at the moment, they just felt that no one had won today's battle.

In the end, a Wei Zhenzhen died.

Just when he was about to leave.

"Miss Sui"

A man made a voice, and it was a smooth voice with a very nice intonation.

Shang Xiufang?

Hou Xibai?

Still is

It's Mr. Liu,

And this Mr. Liu was already standing by the window, looking at Sui Yi, and said, "It's an old man who is also a one-sided relationship, you don't seem to think you should talk to me at all."

Mr. Liu.

Hell Elegy saw it, and she pressed her brows, just now she felt that this person was a little familiar.

Now it's confirmed.

Huashan on the sword, willow white.

I didn't expect this person to come here too.

And seems to be adapting better than all of them. (To be continued.) )