The wolf king let out a long howl again, turned around and retreated into the distance, staring at Lao Dao and the others with cold eyes, and slowly retreated with his subordinates for a long time, that look seemed to warn that if Lao Dao chased and killed a few people again, it would be a battle to the death.

Lao Dao stood there for a long time without moving, until the wolf king disappeared with the wolves, a gust of wind blew, Lao Dao's body trembled, and a spirit woke up from silence.

"Holy Light!"

The screams of the Hengguang Monk resounded over the snowfield, and Lao Dao slowly turned around, his eyes falling on the crimson snow, a broken corpse lying there desolately, flesh and blood blurred.

"This is the first level." The murmuring of the old way sounded in the wind, like a soft sigh of nature, and then disappeared into the air, without stirring up the slightest ripple.

Hengguang knelt in the bloody field, blood wet his robe, his eyes were full of sadness, he never thought that his old brother would die here for many years, he couldn't accept it.

"Holy Light, Holy Light!" Hengguang's voice suddenly rose, "Holy Light, we have agreed to break the blockade of heaven together and travel the world together!" Holy Light, how can you be untrustworthy, how can you! ”

The voice of despair came from far away, and Qin Zixuan, who was eating hot pot, heard it, Qin Zixuan put down his chopsticks, looked up into the distance, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Who is the holy light?" Great God? ”

"Is there a god in this world?" The dinosaur asked rhetorically, Qin Zixuan laughed a few times, thinking that there was no god, so he should continue to eat hot pot.

Lao Dao dragged his heavy steps to the corpse of the holy light, squatted down silently, pronounced a trumpet in his mouth, opened his mouth, and didn't know what to say?

Is life and death precious in heaven? They have been fighting for their lives, thinking about breaking through the blockade and traveling the world all the time. Is it fate? The question is do they recognize it?

None of them are people who accept their fate, if they really accept their fate, they would have ended up in a grass house a long time ago, how could they appear here.

"Hengguang, look at the point, this is fate." Arthur's voice rang out, and he said the comforting words that the old way couldn't say, but it didn't work, but made Yokomitsu even angrier.

"What is life? You tell me what life is? Hengguang stared at Arthur with blood-red eyes, and started fighting if he didn't agree with him.

Arthur sighed, he was just kind enough to comfort him, why was he still anxious with him, of course, Arthur knew the relationship between the Holy Light and the Horizontal Light, they were good brothers who grew up together, and they were mentors and friends in each other's hearts, yes!

Forget it, whatever they are, Arthur decided to shut up, he was afraid that if he said anything more, there would be a fight, but someone couldn't stand it.

"Hengguang, the Holy Light is dead, this is a result that none of us want to see, the priority is not to quarrel, but to let the Holy Light settle in peace."

Cheng Qian spoke, he really couldn't stand it, didn't he just die? Who wouldn't die at a young age? Anyone can die before they break out of the cage, but in a different way.

"Say what?" Hengguang's eyes were murderous, and Cheng Qian's brows were twisted, he didn't want to do anything with Hengguang, they were half a catty, and no one could benefit from fighting.

Cheng Qian and Arthur's eyes turned to Lao Dao, hoping that Lao Dao could say something, but they didn't expect Lao Dao to close his eyes and recite the scriptures, and he didn't know what scriptures he was reciting.

The scene was a little embarrassing, Hengguang's eyes moved from Cheng Qian's body to Lao Dao's body, and finally fell on Shengguang's body, tears filled the eye frame, and his heart was empty, as if he had lost the hope and courage to live.

He's gone, what's the point of me living alone? Hengguang asked himself over and over again in his heart, is it immortal? Don't make a fuss, what joy is there to live without the Holy Light?

Suddenly, Hengguang jumped up from the snow and chased in the direction of the wolf king's retreat, Cheng Qian noticed Hengguang's abnormality and opened his mouth to stop it, but Hengguang couldn't hear it anymore, he only had one thought, and that was revenge.

Even if you die, you have to avenge the Holy Light, this has become Hengguang's obsession!

Lao Dao stopped chanting, slowly opened his eyes, looked at the distant back, and let out a long sigh.

"Old Dao, shall we chase it?" Arthur asked.

"Let's kill with all our might, can we destroy the wolves?" The old man asked rhetorically.

Arthur looked at Cheng Qian, and wailed in his heart, isn't it, if they really want to fight with the wolves, they won't be able to get benefits, even if they can kill the wolves, they will lose a lot, those wolves are not ordinary goods.

Cheng Qian's eyes turned into the distance, and after thinking for a while, he replied: "Even if we destroy the wolves, we will be seriously injured, and then we come to the periphery, and I don't know what dangers there are inside!" ”

"yes, I don't know what dangers are inside." Lao Dao sighed for a long time before continuing: "Bury the holy light, let's go back, this trip is unlucky." ”

"What about Yokoko?" Cheng Qian asked.

"Without the Holy Light, do you think Hengguang can still survive?" The old man asked rhetorically.

Cheng Qian was speechless, although this is the truth for Mao It sounds weird, these two people are also wonderful, saying that they love each other and have no real relationship, saying that they don't love, the two seem to have made an appointment and will not marry in their lives, nor will they find a woman.

Cheng Qian now wants to say that he is not against the good of Longyang, but now it is still useful to say it, and the people have separated the yin and yang, sighed, picked up the big knife of the holy light and began to dig a hole.

People like them are buried in pits, buried in dead roads, and there are no fallen leaves, and they are buried wherever they die.

Arthur saw Cheng Qian digging a hole, slowly came to Lao Dao's side, and asked, "Really don't you go to the Lake of Our Lady?" ”

"No," Lao Dao shook his head, "I took a hexagram before I came, and this trip is a big murder, but you don't believe it, alas! ”

Lao Dao didn't continue, in fact, he knew that Qin Zixuan was coming, thinking that Qin Zixuan was lucky, maybe he could get some good luck, but he didn't expect to come to the periphery, they would lose their troops and lose their generals, and it was difficult to say whether they could get out alive if they went on again.

After chasing for a lifetime and begging for a lifetime, Lao Dao doesn't want to bury his bones in the snowfield, as long as he keeps an eye on Qin Zixuan, he will definitely have a chance to soar into the sky, Lao Dao really doesn't want to take risks now.

Arthur lowered his head, they didn't believe it, but they were too confident, they thought that their strength could go to the world, where did they know that the beasts here could cultivate, and their strength was not weak.

The strength of the wolf king is afraid that it is about the same as them, even if it is weak, it will not be too weak, otherwise it will not be able to kill the holy light.

"Don't you want to know the secrets of Our Lady Lake at all?" Arthur asked, with a deep unwillingness in his eyes, he came here, but he returned in vain.

The howl of the snow wolf was heard in the distance, and Lao Dao got up and walked forward slowly, he wanted to take another look at his old friend, and send another old friend, Lao Dao understood that Hengguang really couldn't live.

(End of chapter)