"What are you! Get out of the way! I want to see my brother! I want to see the emperor! Let the god out!"

"The god of Xuanguang is angry, and the emperor will hand over the affairs of the god to the little god, and the little god will do his best, and please rest assured. ”

Guangling stood outside the prohibition, his attitude was extremely respectful and humble, but he had no intention of compromise.

Xuanguang narrowed his eyes and snorted coldly: "Are you still pretending to be in front of the gods, is it interesting? Let me ask you, did you kill the Qingling Kite?"

Guangling glanced at him quietly, and saw that the other party was not completely sure, but just stared at him, so he immediately retracted his gaze, arched his hand and said: "The little god doesn't dare, and please don't joke about this kind of crime, offend the abyss, and the little god can't afford it." ”

"Don't think I don't know!"

——

"What's your opinion?"

Beyond the blue halo of the enchantment, a cold and dusty man's face was printed, and his eyes were as silent as the night of the deep sea, as if broken snow was falling.

Hearing Fu Li's cold and indifferent voice, Xuanguang suddenly stopped speaking, raised his head in some fear and met the man's eyes, and chuckled in his heart.

Somehow, he felt that today's Fuli was different from usual, especially the dark eyes that seemed to be able to swallow up all the light, inadvertently, revealing bloodthirsty killing intent.

It seems that his younger brother is already a dead man in his eyes.

Fu Li ignored Xuanguang's reaction, and walked slowly and logically towards him, waving his hand, and motioning for Guangling to retreat.

looked at Xuanguang condescendingly.

"What do you think—what am I planning?"

His fingertips moved, and the chains in the forbidden were instantly tightened, and Xuanguang only felt that his legs were numb, and he staggered to his knees.

The wrists and ankles were bruised with blood.

Xuanguang, who has always been pampered and has never suffered such hardships, suddenly exploded, lost his mind and shouted at Fu Li: "What are you planning? How do I know! You have always been thoughtful, after all! When I killed that child, you didn't turn a blind eye!!"

"You already knew that he was the reincarnation of Jiang Wuwu, right! So you let me harm him and kill him! Now that the misfortune has been shaken out, you want to abandon me?!"

Fu Li just stood quietly, his eyebrows as clear as a distant mountain, and let Xuanguang shout.

Quietly moved his eyelashes: "Yes." ”

His voice was soft, but the listeners felt a chill down their spines.

Xuanguang's face suddenly turned pale, he always knew that his brother was ruthless, but he never thought that one day, his ruthlessness would also be fulfilled on him.

"You and I, the same mother, do you really want to do this?"

Fu Li glanced at him: "It won't hurt your life, just let Jiang Yi let go of his mind." ”

Xuanguang was expressionless and silent, as if he was thinking about something, and after a moment of silence, he said, "As long as my brother helps me rescue the kite, I am willing to bear all the blame alone." ”

Fu Li said indifferently: "Since she has no intention of treating you, and is trying to harm Jiang Yi, why should she save her?"

Xuanguang shook his head and said: "I just think about the friendship that grew up together, she has a soul in her soul, she has been thinking about the sword god Yaoguang all these years, but she doesn't know that it is not her own feelings at all." ”

"After all, I hurt her in the first place, if I hadn't told her the story of Jiang Yi, she wouldn't have been so curious and bold as to force her out. ”

Fu Li pursed his thin lips slightly, and muttered: "In this way, I will save him." ”

"A reminder, if you say more in front of Jiang Yi, I will not show mercy. ”

——

It's been too long, Jiang Wuwu can't remember the appearance of his death for a long time, and Fu Li has never looked at the nameless person who always follows Jiang Yi's side.

was just surprised by Jiang Yi's extreme emotions poured out for his death.

Pain that borders on despair.

As if this person died, everything in the world would no longer have meaning, Fu Li never thought that he would see Jiang Yi in such an embarrassed appearance.

He lost all his mind, almost crazy, and fought desperately and bloodily, swinging his sword and slashing the Protoss all the way to Jiang Wuwu's side.

He leaned down tremblingly and picked up Jiang Wuwu, who had already lost his breath, staring at it with a pair of eyes, his eyes were bloodshot, his eyes were about to split, and his mouth kept muttering: "I'm sorry...... I came back late...... No worries, please...... Don't leave me ......"

"I was wrong...... I'm not running around anymore...... I promise you...... I'll just stay in the Invitation Moon...... Not going anywhere...... Are you okay to come back......"

"I promised Lexu...... Take good care of you...... Protecting you...... Please...... Please come back...... I was really wrong......"

Fu Li was standing in the distance, watching the man's always tall and straight body collapse little by little, and his heart trembled silently.

Now that he thinks about it, he has already begun to regret it.

He knew that he had won this game that only he cared about, but looking at Jiang Yi's painful expression, he didn't have the joy of victory at all.

The layout has no regrets.

In the cold wind in the extreme north, Qinchuan was still jingling, Jiang Yi looked up to the sky and let out a long roar, gently put down Jiang Wuwu, holding a long sword in his hand, and the evil anger and anger all over his body urgently needed to be vented.

The tide of battle turned in an instant, and those ant-like invited people retreated one after another, leaving only a white-clothed figure.

The real immortality is endless, and the wailing voice rises and falls.

Those Protoss who originally insisted on destroying Yingyue were forced by Jiang Yi's momentum, and those who abandoned their troops and armor wanted to run away by the clouds, but they were tied up by a thin golden thread, unable to move, and extremely embarrassed.

Fu Li no longer watched from the wall, and if he didn't make a move, it was estimated that all of these waste-like gods would die under Jiang Yi's sword.

The man was in a pool of blood, his white clothes stained red with blood, and he floated away, unstained with dust.

Jiang Yi noticed his arrival, turned his head suddenly, his blood-red eyes were a little stunned for a moment, and then his facial features were distorted, his eyes were cracked, and the blood flowed endlessly, he said fiercely: "It's you!"

"You're the one who hurt me!"

"I'm so blind! I actually regard you as a confidant!"

"Le Xu! Lechuan! Invite the moon! Worry-free! This pile one by one! Calculate again and again!"

"It's ridiculous that you are the prince of the god clan, you don't even dare to get rid of an evil god like me!"

The blood-colored wind tore through Qinchuan's sorrow, and Jiang Yi's figure came from far and near, holding his sword and slashing at Fuli, just as he always looked when he came to the door and forced him to fight.

"I'm going to kill you!"

With this roar, without waiting for the sharp blade, Fu Li stood with his hands in his hands, watching Jiang Yi cough up a mouthful of blood with an expressionless face, and fell to the ground weakly.

The sword from a few months ago, piercing through his chest, the power of the shadow, could not be recovered so quickly, everything was under his control, and it was going smoothly.

The only thing he didn't expect was that Jiang Yi valued Jiang Wuwu so much, and seemed to have hatred because of his death.

I don't know the depth.

He suddenly felt bored, Jiang Yi was not a suitable opponent.

It doesn't matter, it's just a little bit of a deviation.

That's exactly what he thought at the time.

Jiang Yi woke up, as if he had changed into a different person, a dignified sword god, he became afraid of light and blood, knelt on the ground like crazy and kowtowed to the north, and refused to stop the flow of blood from his head, as long as someone approached him to stop him, he would definitely be twisted by the golden strings on the hilt of his sword.

The strings came strangely, but he didn't delve into it, he only cared about the chaos in his heart.

He took the Yanshui Jade from his father, washed away his memories, and watched Jiang Yi gradually calm down from the mad demon and finally become waveless.

Jiang Yi finally sobered up, but he would never smile at him again, that innocent and bright young man was completely reborn, loveless and hateless, and extremely cold, to the point that he had a little bit of Ling Ran and power as a sword god.

He thanked him expressionlessly, and after several rounds of courtesy, he left Fu Li without looking back, and returned to Yingyue alone, never leaving half a step.

The tea was boiled over and over again, and Chengying wiped it down, but his temple couldn't wait for Jiang Yi any longer.

——

Worried about the grievances and entanglements between Hua Xu and Xuanguang, Jiang Yi didn't sleep well this night, and the beginning of the new year was like this, which was really not a good sign.

Fu Li turned his face sideways to look at Jiang Yi who was slightly frowning between his eyebrows, his eyes were gentle and complex, and they hid the meaning of sourness and struggle.

"I have repented and dare not risk it, can you forgive me...... So...... Don't hate me, okay?"