Zhao Qingfeng slowly approached Mo and asked.

His heart slowly got excited.

It's getting more and more intense.

Finally...... Do you want to know who you are?

Five feet away.

Zhao Qingfeng chose to stop.

He didn't want to get too close to Mo Wen.

There was some inexplicable fear in his heart.

He asked him aloud, "Can you see it now?"

"I can't see clearly!" Mo Wen shook his head.

It's not close enough!

As long as Zhao Qingfeng advances more than a foot.

He was absolutely sure that he would be taken by surprise and killed instantly.

His sword ...... Three feet seven!

"You lied to me?" Zhao Qingfeng asked in a cold voice, and the killing intent in his heart almost burst out uncontrollably.

Even if you are nearsighted at such a close distance, you can see clearly!

What's more, it's still a king of kings!

"There are too many scars on your face! I can't see them up close! If you don't want me to see them, just say it, I don't have to help you!" Mo Wen replied quietly.

That's how life is in the world.

The stronger you are, the more confident you are.

The more you appear to have a clear conscience.

It's also becoming more credible.

At least Zhao Qingfeng believed it.

He crossed more than a foot in two steps.

......

Here's your chance!

Mo Wen's heart moved, and he clenched the nameless sword in his hand.

Well?

Zhao Qingfeng's heart suddenly jumped.

Instinctively, he retracted his steps.

The instinct to successfully get out of the misty forest was indispensable.

Naturally, he now believed in that instinct.

"Come over a little more!" Mo Wen urged impatiently: "Hurry up! I don't have so much time to spend with you, if you don't want to watch it, you won't watch it." Ten seconds for you!"

It's all taken and retracted!

It's also a talent!

"No! That's it!" Zhao Qingfeng shook his head.

He wouldn't have gotten that close anyway!

"Gotta gotcha, then I'll go over, right?" Mo Wen stepped forward directly.

Zhao Qingfeng felt something in his heart and took a step back.

Mo asked a few steps forward, and he took a few steps back.

The distance between the two has always remained in a line.

"You...... I won't look at it!" Mo Wen waved his left hand, deliberately revealing an angry and corrupt face.

"Anyway, keep this distance at most! Do you like to watch it or not!" Zhao Qingfeng was extremely irritable.

He had tried his best to suppress the killing intent in his heart.

But why does the person in front of him keep wanting to touch his bottom line?

Was he really in such a hurry to die?

"Then don't look at it!" Mo Wen directly raised his sword and turned around, gorgeous and decisive, without dragging his feet in the slightest.

"...... you wait" Zhao Qingfeng was in a hurry and hurriedly caught up.

But he didn't see the evil intent at the corner of Mo Wen's mouth at all.

Mo Wen's left hand swiped silently.

The fluctuation of spiritual power affected Zhao Qingfeng's senses.

He's stopped.

But in Zhao Qingfeng's eyes, he was still moving forward.

He chased after him.

But he was cautious.

Still keeping that line away.

Walking and walking.

He felt his heart skip a beat.

Look at the figure in front of me again, suddenly shattered like a dream.

Turned into confetti and fly ashes.

This is...... Fake!

As soon as he reacted, he felt a pain in his heart.

A long sword pierced his heart.

The boundless sword aura raged, shattering every part of his body.

Zhao Qingfeng stared at Mo and asked.

He never thought that he was so cautious, but he still fell on the road.

"Before Death...... I want to know who I am......" he trembled in a feeble voice.

"Your name is Zhao Qingfeng, and you were hunted down by a mysterious organization, and it is estimated that you have lost your memory because of this. Mo Wen shrugged and made a casual joke.

Maybe it's not a joke.

Anyway.

The last time they met, he was taken away by his master.

He is now adrift and rootless, and he can only say that his master will not keep him.

"What...... What the...... Mysterious...... Organization?" Zhao Qingfeng lowered his head and said in a deep voice, intermittently, as if he was telling the last unwillingness.

"The organization that rebels against the country, their rulers are called ...... Lord!"

"My lord?"

A strange light flashed in Zhao Qingfeng's eyes, the mist dissipated all over his body, and his thin body slowly fell.

An inexplicable smile flashed at the corner of his mouth.

I'm not going to die!

I'll be back eventually!

......

Yunshan and Yunhai are dead!

The two old ghosts who refined the gods and returned to the void died like this!

They were beaten to death by Chiyan and several people.

It's a completely one-sided trend!

The two were blasted into the lake.

The furious force that remained in the body exploded the body.

Explode into patches of blood.

Grunt......

A burst of water bubbles suddenly appeared in the center of Spiegel Lake.

It is continuous and very even.

The blood floating on the surface of the water suddenly condensed towards the center as if it had been pulled on.

A small whirlpool surrounds the center.

"Look! There is an abnormality in Mirror Lake!" Everyone who had been paying attention to Mirror Lake for a long time instantly discovered the anomaly.

But as the blood faded, the movement quickly disappeared.

The lake is calm again.

"This is a change...... Could it be related to blood?"

"Whether it's true or not, wouldn't it be nice to give it a try?" a cold smile appeared on the corner of the strong man's mouth.

He grabbed a young man with a weak breath beside him.

The spiritual power in his body surged, instantly robbing him of his vitality.

A burst of energy poured into the young man's corpse.

Then, he threw the body into the air in the direction of the center of the lake.

Rumble!

The corpse exploded and rained blood on the surface of the lake.

The bubbles pop up again, and the whirlpools swirl again.

"Could it be...... Does it really have to do with legacy?"

The crowd was excited.

They seem to have found their way!

The eyes of the strong sweep towards the weak.

"What do you want to do? I'm from Kongtong Mountain!" a young man couldn't stand the eyes of the strong man, and opened his mouth to report to the house to strengthen his courage.

He didn't believe that anyone dared to ignore Kongtong's face!

But it backfired......

A god refining powerhouse snorted coldly and directly restrained him.

Thrown into the middle of the lake, his body exploded on the spot.

At their level, what is there to scruple about?

The big deal is World War I!

A scuffle begins!

The weak were thrown into the lake.

I thought I could fish in troubled waters, and I looked forward to fate falling from the sky.

I didn't expect ......

After all, chance is for the strong......

......

"Shall we throw him down too?" Yinchen raised his hand and threw the bodies of Lei Dongtian and the two to the center of the lake, and then looked at Zhao Qingfeng's corpse.

"Do you think he looks like a man with blood?" Mo Wen pointed to Zhao Qingfeng's heart.

It's weird.

The heart is the center of blood.

But Zhao Qingfeng's heart was almost bloodless.

Just a little dry dark red.

"Then don't throw it away, it's a shame to throw it away. Yinchen kicked Zhao Qingfeng towards the lake.

The corpse rolled and finally came to rest at the edge of the beard.

A disastrously defeated emaciated arm fell into the water.

The lake splashed and flew up.

Flew towards Chiyan.

But before it could be touched, it was evaporated by the flames.

Chi Yan looked murderous and glared at the two of them angrily.

"Fool, what are you looking at?"

The two spoke in unison.

The arrogant temperament is on display.....