Wei Xiaoyu got up indifferently and took out a handkerchief to wipe the blood red on his face.

"Ahh——。h Wei Xiaoxiang shouted like crazy.

Wei Xiaoyu put away the dagger and walked towards Wei Xiaoxiang step by step, just like he had just walked towards Wei Zheng.

Wei Xiaoxiang's teeth chattered with fright.

This reaction, where is the madness, and she is pretending to be crazy and stupid.

Wei Xiaoyu squatted down when she was two steps away from her, and looked at her indifferently, "Wei Xiaoxiang, have you ever heard that you can't live if you do your own evil." ”

"You're a demon, you're a demon." Stimulated by the picture of Wei Xiaoyu killing Wei Zheng with her own hands, she stared at Wei Xiaoyu with wide eyes, tears streaming in her eyes.

"He wants to kill me, he is a loving father, and I fight back, and I become a demon? Wei Xiaoxiang, you have been the same since you were a child, the same double standard. ”

Wei Xiaoxiang didn't understand the meaning of the double standard, but she could understand the meaning of Wei Xiaoyu's painting, and then think about what Wei Zheng had done over the years, although she had no love for her, but she also raised her with all her heart, how could she watch her father die in front of her eyes and be indifferent.

"Wei Xiaoyu, you can't die well."

Mo Yi's eyes were fierce, and he wanted to strangle Wei Xiaoxiang immediately.

"Don't die well...... What do you think makes a bad death? ”

"When you die, you will also go to eighteen layers of hell."

"Eighteen layers of hell? Hehe, I'm a person who has died once, I really haven't seen any eighteen layers of hell, if there is, if God thinks I should go, I admit it, it's just Wei Xiaoxiang, do you dare to admit it? ”

Eighteen layers of hell, in the supernatural stories circulating in the market, all kinds of terrifying punishments, everyone has more or less heard of them, Wei Xiaoxiang is the same, she is afraid, she is afraid to death, but she hates it even more, hates Wei Xiaoyu and can't go to the eighteenth layer of hell immediately.

Wei Xiaoyu sighed, stood up, looked down at her for a moment, and withdrew his gaze indifferently.

"Let's go."

"Miss Wei, this woman can't stay."

Wei Xiaoyu raised her hand and interrupted Mo Yi's words, "Let her go, her child...... Although I didn't mean it, I also had my sake, I wasn't kind, but I still had a touch of humanity. ”

Xiaobei looked at Wei Xiaoyu deeply, and his gaze fell on her chin.

Wei Xiaoyu lowered his head and avoided the realization of "Okay, let's get out of here." ”

Mo Yi was unwilling, and snorted coldly at Wei Xiaoxiang, "Be a good person in the future, and hide a little, let me meet again, I will not let you go." ”

Wei Xiaoxiang lay on the ground, panting heavily, but she was finally saved, hope was rekindled in her eyes, and seeing everyone leave, she struggled to get up and walked towards Wei Zheng on the ground.

A pair of black boots appeared in her eyes, she paused, raised her eyes, waited for her eyes to widen, did not say a word, the owner of the black boots disappeared, Wei Xiaoxiang stretched out his hand to cover the throat that was spurting blood, and ended his life resentfully and unwillingly.

Damper

"Master, hold on, I'll take you out."

Mo Qiyi held the sword in his hand and held Bei Yiji with one hand.

"Mo Qi, don't go, we finally came in, and we will never leave until we solve the old nest of the wind gate."

After Bei Yichen finished speaking, he directly spit out a mouthful of blood, his face was almost transparent, his body was stiff, and the sword in his hand was trembling slightly.

"Master, life is important, shall we go out first?"

"No, Mo Qi, if you don't solve the problem of stepping on the wind gate, you will keep the disaster, how can you feel at ease in the future."

"But master, if you can't get out, can Miss Wei rest assured?"

Bei Yichen was stunned, and his tired eyes slowly closed, as if he didn't have the strength to break away.

"Master, you haven't slept much for five days, let's go out first, Mu Gongzi is still outside, wait to discuss it with him before making plans."

After Mo Qi finished speaking, he waited quietly, hoping that Bei Yichen could give up and attack again, just the two of them today, and the state might be able to continue to kill, but Bei Yichen couldn't walk a few steps in this state, and he relied on willpower to support it, and he also killed it for several days, and now he is also holding on.

After a long time, Bei Yichen opened his eyes, and there was a hint of tenderness in his eyes, "Mo Qi, listen to you this time." ”

He was afraid, he had never been afraid of death, but now he was most afraid of never seeing her again.

Mo Qiyi was happy, and hurriedly held Bei Yichen, "It's good that the master can figure it out, it's all our people outside, and we can think of other ways when we go out." ”

They were at the headquarters of the Tafeng Gate, halfway up the mountain and half in the courtyard, the formation was quite complicated, twenty people came in, and only the two of them were left, no wonder Bei Yichen didn't want to give up the attack.

The two had just come out of the cave, but they were stopped when they passed by the courtyard.

"Old man Mi, you're not dead?"

Old man Mi slammed his stick on the ground, "You are not dead, how can I be willing to die first, I want to get rid of my stepping on the wind gate, dreaming." ”

Before they came in, they had fought against Old Man Mi once, and they thought they had killed him, but they didn't think that he still had a breath, and they delayed it for a few days, but they gave Old Man Mi time to breathe.

Bei Yijin had already collapsed, and the only trace of willpower he had insisted on standing firmly, pursed his lips tightly and remained silent, just staring coldly at Old Man Mi.

"Old man Mi, you are not our opponent, are you sure you want to fight us?" Mo Qi moved a little away from Bei Yichen, not daring to let Old Man Mi see him supporting Bei Yichen.

"Haha, boy, you're badly injured and you've been in the miasma for so long, are you sure this will win me?"

Malaria...... No wonder they always feel weak and dizzy, fortunately, they have prepared medicine, but they have been in the miasma for a long time, and it is not a special antidote, which will also be affected, Mo Qi did not dare to show flaws at all, but looked at Old Man Mi and smiled contemptuously.

"Old thing, do you think we're going to be ready? It's just a miasma, and we didn't hit it at all. ”

Jiang is still old and spicy, and Old Man Mi has long seen that something is wrong with Bei Yichen, and said gloomily, "Really?" Why didn't Bei Yichen speak? Are you afraid that you will vomit blood as soon as you open your mouth? This is not a good face. ”

As he said, Bei Yi Jinwa spit out blood, his body was slightly slanted, and Mo Qi hurriedly supported him.

The flaws have been revealed, and Bei Yiji is not hiding it, his face is not flustered at all, and he said with a calm expression, "Even if I am injured, it is more than enough to kill you, if I don't believe you, I will try." ”

Old man Mi frowned, even if there were two more of Bei Yichen's skills, it would be difficult for him to be an opponent, Bei Yichen was injured before he dared to come out, and the place in his chest that was injured by Bei Yichen was still aching, but he was not willing to let Bei Yichen go like this.

Anyway, success or failure is in this move, he is old, and he is not afraid of life and death a few years earlier.

In response to Bei Yichen, it was the palm of Old Man Mi who was full of internal strength.

Mo Qi was taken and flew far away.

Old Man Mi then attacked to the north, and his fierce palm carried a white mist.

Bei Yijian's face was solemn, although he tried to take a palm, no matter how strong his willpower was, he couldn't drag the collapsed body, and when a mouthful of blood spit out, the white mist penetrated into his nose, and he had already fainted when he came back to his senses.