Wen Shaoyi laughed at himself, with the undying relationship between the Shura Sect and the Heavenly Burning Clan, how could the Qing Sect Master let him go.

Put him aside, the position is reversed, and it is impossible for him to let go of the Qing Sect Master.

Wen Shaoyi swept the bald rock wall and the boiling sea of blood, he thought about dying in the hands of the Shura Sect Master, thought about dying in the hands of the first floor master in the world, thought about dying in the hands of Ye Jinghan, but never thought that he would die here.

"What kind of blood feud does the Shura Sect have with the Heavenly Burning Clan?" Gu Chunuan asked.

"A deep, deep blood feud, the goal of every Shuramon is to find the Dragon Ball and eradicate the Heavenly Burning Clan.

Ah Nuan, if you are still my friend, don't worry about this matter.

“

Sect Master Qing didn't say it explicitly, but his position was very firm, and there was no room for Hui at all.

His internal force was condensed in his palm, and he wanted to shatter Wen Shaoyi's Heavenly Spirit Cover when he raised his palm.

Wen Shaoyi didn't say that he had been poisoned by the love flower, and life was worse than death, but he said that his internal strength was almost lost, and he was seriously injured, so there was no room to fight back.

At this point, he is like a fish on a chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.

Gu Chunuan spread his hands out, blocked in front of him, and said word by word, "If you want to kill him, you can't kill me first."

I owe him my life, and as long as I have breath, I can't let anyone kill him.

“

"Ah Nuan.

“

Sect Master Qing's eyes ached.

She has lost her memory and can't even tell the difference between right and wrong?

The reason why they are so miserable is not all because of the Heavenly Burning Clan?

In the past, she did everything to get rid of all the Heavenly Burning Clan, especially the Heavenly Burning Patriarch and the Young Patriarch of the Heavenly Burning Clan, and now that the Young Patriarch of the Heavenly Burning Clan is here, she is desperately protecting him.

If it weren't for the fact that she had lost all her memories, the Qing Sect Master would have mistaken her for not her.

"He is now seriously injured, and his strength has plummeted, if you kill him or not, can you wait for ......"

"Wait until he's healed before you kill him?" Sect Master Qing's voice was a little colder.

After he recovers from his injuries, how can it be so easy to kill him again, the young master of the Heavenly Burning Clan is a genius-like existence in the entire world.

His strength has now plummeted to the fourth order of the first rank, but it is difficult to guarantee that he will not recover quickly after going out.

"I can promise you anything, but this one can't do it, you go away.

“

"Hmmm......"

Wen Shaoyi snorted in pain, the heat waves in his body were wave after wave, even if he bit his lips and tongue, his consciousness was gradually lost.

In addition, he was seriously injured, his whole body was weak, his internal organs, seven meridians and eight veins, the pain was unbearable, and he was almost on the verge of collapse.

If it weren't for the fact that he kept biting his arm and forcibly forcing himself to stay awake, even if he had been completely lost.

Gu Chunuan said stubbornly, "I said, as long as I still have a breath, I won't let people hurt him, if you want to take his life, kill me first."

“

"Do you think I won't dare kill you?" Sect Master Qing was angry with her.

All of their people were cursed with blood, and the men gradually rotted from the inside out, dying of pain.

On the fifteenth day of the first month of the month, the poison of the blood curse broke out, and life was worse than death.

And all of this is the masterpiece of the Heavenly Burning Clan.

How could she help Wen Shaoyi.

"Then you can kill.

Gu Chunuan raised his head and closed his eyes, waiting for the power of the Qing Sect Master.

The Qing Sect Master was so angry that he raised his palm and slapped it at Gu Chunuan.

Wen Shaoyi's mind cleared up a little.

He was in a hurry and wanted to stop it, but he didn't have any strength in his body, so he could only watch the killing palm fall.

Nervous.

suffocate

Worry.

Wen Shaoyi breathes faster.