failed to stop Ji Wuyao's riotous operation, Yan Hua could only watch her leave directly with the jumping corpses after she contracted the two jumping corpses.

Before leaving, she glanced in her direction.

It's just that that glance is more subtle, and it's unknown whether it's looking at her or the father and daughter behind her.

Such a dangerous person carried out such a surprise night attack, and now the purpose is very clear.

Just to get the jumping corpse couple.

If you say, Yan Hua didn't have much interest in going back and seeing the rebels in the thunder pit before.

Now I'm eager to find out.

If that guy really didn't make it through, she had better plan early.

The appearance of Ji Wuyao is destined to be sleepless this night.

Master Ji Zhuang was carried back, and seeing that there was not much time to live, Ji Xuanyu begged Yan Hua here.

Yan Hua helped take the pulse and shook his head, saying that he couldn't do anything about it.

Ji Wuyao's silver thread was originally an evil skill that was spurned by people in the martial arts.

The silver threads are wrapped in love poison, and once they are stabbed, they must taste the pain of seven emotions and six desires.

The only antidote is to break off love, the ancient Buddha of the green lantern cultivates his self-cultivation, and he is lonely for a lifetime.

Once the heart is disturbed, it will be poisoned, and each time it will become more and more serious, until it is tortured to death.

Xiang Ji Zhuang passed directly through his chest, and the toxicity went straight to his heart, and this silver white hair couldn't even be pulled.

Three thousand troubled threads, twitching one is a lifetime of pain convergence and a little explosion, and before the strand of hair is pulled out, the owner of Ji Zhuang is already dead.

However, if you don't smoke, it's a death, but you can live a little longer and suffer a lot less.

Before Yan Hua took the pulse, he already knew that Master Ji Zhuang was not saved.

It's a waste of time now, so it's better to set aside time and let Master Ji explain what happened after his death.

Everyone retreated, standing in the courtyard and whispering something.

In the room, Ji Xuanyu looked at his dying father, his eyes were red and swollen from crying, and it was difficult to accept this fact.

She was just one step late, just one step, and her father would be separated from her forever.

She doesn't want it!

Ji Xuanyu regretted it to death.

If she had grabbed her father outside the study at that time and offered to go with her father to check it out, her father would not have been like this.

At least when Daddy is impulsive, she can still hold him.

No matter how bad she was, she delayed the speed of her father's departure, Sister Yan should have arrived at that time, and her father would not be like this.

It's all her fault, blame her for being in a daze at the time, not taking the initiative to speak, not taking the initiative to reach out.

Ji Xuanyu couldn't accept the cruel reality that his father was about to die.

The owner of Ji Zhuang also had reluctance in his eyes at this time, but more of a calm.

He ignored the blood that slowly flowed from the corners of his mouth, and he ignored the angina outburst that was more than ten times greater.

Seeing his little daughter crying into tears, he raised his hand and wanted to stroke her sideburns and wipe the tears from her cheeks.

But as soon as his hand was raised, he almost exhausted all his strength, and he realized that at this time, he really couldn't even do such a trivial thing as wanting to give his little daughter a little comfort and help her wipe her tears.

In the past, he was the strictest with this little daughter, and it was also this little daughter who gave him the most headaches.

He tried his best to polish her unobtrusive temperament, so there was a certain estrangement between father and daughter.

However, now that he is about to die, his children are either left unfulfilled or unaware.

The only one who stayed by his side was this little daughter who didn't give him the most peace of mind.

Master Ji sighed.

Maybe that's providence, right?

Thinking like this, the owner of Ji Zhuang trembled and insisted on touching his little daughter's cheek.

Ji Xuanyu grabbed the hand that was gradually drying up: "Dad, don't go, don't leave me, woo woo......"

The owner of Ji Zhuang finally endured the discomfort for a while, and when his face suddenly became ruddy, he seemed to be a little relieved.

"Yu'er, there are some things, Dad wants to explain to you."

Ji Xuanyu teary-eyed: "What does Daddy want Yu'er to do?" Yu'er promised her father. ”

The owner of Ji Zhuang was suddenly very pleased.

As if remembering something, he slowly spoke: "Yu'er, do you know why that calamity artifact ended up here? Why was Baojian Villa built here? ”

Ji Xuanyu choked and shook his head.

Master Ji didn't seem to intend for her to answer, he was just subconsciously nagging when he was dying.

"This goes back to the time of our ancestors."

"Back then, the ancestor was actually the personal companion of the previous owner of the calamity artifact, and the previous owner chose to sleep here when the deadline was approaching."

"If this place is regarded as the mausoleum of the previous owner, then Baojian Villa is actually the tomb keeper, who has lived here for generations, just to guard the disaster god to be born again, waiting for the day when the owner is chosen."

"Now that the calamity artifact has reappeared, the mission of the Sword Villa is about to end."

"When the calamity artifact chooses the owner again, the Sword Villa will be free, and the former oath will come to an end, and the Sword Villa will have no meaning of existence."

"Yu'er, Dad can't continue to preside over the contract ceremony, this important task will be entrusted to you."

As he spoke, the owner of the village took off the wrench in his hand and handed all the seals of the owner to Ji Xuanyu's hands.

"Yu'er, don't be sad, people are born to die, don't be resentful, don't avenge your father."

"Let the evil bond forged by my father be scattered with me."

"When the deed ceremony is over, you will immediately announce the dissolution of the Sword Holder. After that, it doesn't matter if you go incognito, or return to the life of ordinary people, don't get involved in anything in the rivers and lakes. ”

"When a disaster is born, there will be a disaster."

"Go be a flat-headed commoner and leave a bloodline for the Ji family."

......

Ji Xuanyu couldn't digest his father's entrustment for a while, but he memorized every word his father said at this moment.

She couldn't think about the meaning of the words, the pain of the imminent death of her loved one was greater than anything else.

Except for not forgetting to write everything down word for word, she was so fragile that she couldn't do anything.

The owner of Ji Zhuang entrusted everything he could think of at this time to his little daughter, and when he said the last sentence, the blood in his mouth spurted out one after another.

His good complexion was also like a flash in the pan at this moment, and after the sudden bloom, it was quickly withered.

Ji Xuanyu watched as he was being drained of life at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the flesh and blood in his body were rapidly drying up.

Only the silver strands on his chest turned into a thick black and shiny color at this time.

"Daddy!!"

Ji Xuanyu's heart-rending exclamation pierced through the wall and echoed throughout the main courtyard.

There was silence in the courtyard, followed by sighs one after another.

Another Taidou-level figure died in the hands of Ji Wuyao, and the moment when he should have been filled with righteous indignation, but he was silent except for sighing.

When Yan Hua found out about this phenomenon, he felt a little strange.

Again, there is a deviation from the fragments.

Such repeated deviations and changes made her frown.

Things seem to get more complicated.