The blood mist flowed, and the ground was bright red.

In the passage of this labyrinth, the crimson is shocking, the pungent smell of blood makes people sick physically and mentally, and the sound of "ticking and ticking" dripping blood is even more terrifying.

I saw Lu Qing and Jiang Haowen standing close to each other, his body was pierced by a big knife, and the broken sword in his hand also stabbed deeply when Jiang Haowen was stunned.

"Snort..."

Lu Qing twisted his face, and his cold hand turned the hilt of the sword, causing the broken sword to churn in Jiang Haowen's body, and a large patch of viscous blood foam flowed.

"You..."

Jiang Haowen's face turned pale, and he looked at Lu Qing with resentment and fear.

He never thought that Lu Qing would not hesitate to die to pull himself up, and his ruthless methods made him feel a chill.

Lu Qing's face was covered with blood, staring at Jiang Haowen fiercely and feverishly, and said coldly: "You have indeed become stronger, but I have also become more crazy." ”

"I live to kill you..."

"Boom!"

As soon as the words came out, the strong power in Lu Qing's body was shocked, causing the sharp sword intent to enter Jiang Haowen's body, raging wildly in it.

"Get out, you get out of the way..."

The anger in Jiang Haowen's pupils retreated, the color of fear surged out, and the words that came out of his mouth trembled unconsciously.

He felt his body temperature drop, and consciousness began to clear.

In the haze, he seemed to see his past, and the people who had been brutally humiliated by him were all like lonely ghosts, smiling and climbing.

The hideous smile and sharp fingers seemed to be about to swallow Jiang Haowen alive.

This kind of fear from the soul made Jiang Haowen's mind chaotic.

"Finally, finally..."

The blood foaming in Lu Qing's mouth was like a waterfall, and his breath continued to weaken, but the expression on his face became more and more fanatical.

I saw that in his bloodshot eyes, there were bloody tears falling down, and he said hoarsely as if laughing and crying: "Big brother, I avenged you!!"

"Boom!"

After saying that, the hilt of the broken sword that Lu Qing pierced into Jiang Hao's style shook violently, and it burst open, blowing up his internal organs and dantian meridians.

"You, no..."

Jiang Haowen's body trembled, and he stared at Lu Qing with wide eyes, his eyes full of disbelief.

He wanted to struggle, but his consciousness became lighter and weaker, his body became heavier and heavier, and he completely refused to obey him, and even the eyes he forced to open became gray.

"Bang!"

Jiang Haowen's breath dissipated, and the weight of the flesh fell heavily on Lu Qing's body, and the two fell to the ground together.

Lu Qing fell to the ground on his back, his eyes blurred.

At this moment, he didn't even have the strength to push Jiang Haowen away, and even the heavy injuries on his body made him unable to raise his hand to crush the jade slip and leave.

He just lay there, staring at the top of the dark passage with wide eyes, but the corners of his mouth unconsciously hooked slightly, and he smiled silently.

In a trance, Lu Qing saw a figure appear.

The man in the middle was tall, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and he walked in with a big smile, holding the female child left and right, and nodded lightly to Lu Qing.

"Big, big brother..."

Lu Qing's expression was sluggish, the smile on the corner of his mouth unconsciously retracted, he struggled and shouted excitedly, and there was a strong cry in his words.

At this moment, he was like a lost child, seeing his relatives again, his emotions collapsed, and the tears in his eyes couldn't stop falling.

In the haze, the man sighed softly, walked forward slowly without saying a word, looked at Lu Qing with a loving face, stretched out his hand to wipe away his tears, and gently rubbed his head.

Lu Qing burst into tears and laughed, took a step with a smirk, and went with the man.

In the labyrinth passage, Lu Qing's gaze was completely dim, and the arm that struggled to stretch out fell weakly, but the corner of his hooked mouth showed an innocent smile.

Clear, flawless...

......

On the side of the labyrinth, a stout man was walking slowly.

It's just that as soon as he lifted his footsteps, he felt his body stiffen, and an inexplicable throbbing in his heart emerged, like a drum, constantly beating down.

The big man retracted his legs and feet and stood on the spot in a daze.

His eyelids trembled inexplicably, and he felt a sense of relief in his heart.

"Boom!"

Inexplicably, Zhao Haiyi's rough big hand loosened, causing the spear to fall to the ground and embed itself in the ground, and Jin Ge's trembling sound stirred up and stretched away.

The echo of this soft whistle seemed very gloomy, but in Zhao Haiyi's ears, there was an indescribable sadness, which surged into his heart like a rising tide.

"Hum..."

Zhao Haiyi's eyes darkened, and he subconsciously grabbed the spear, feeling his body weak for a while.

His face was pale, but the corners of his mouth trembled and hung a smile, like relief, as if he was angry, and as if he was in pain...

He tilted his head slightly, causing the tears to pour back from his eyes, and chuckled in a hoarse voice: "You kid, you are still the same stubborn as before, like a donkey." ”

"I didn't expect that in the end, you did it, and I finally slowed you down. ”

Zhao Haiyi took a deep breath, blinked his eyes with difficulty, and scolded himself with a smile: "Presumably, you should see him now, right?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Hai couldn't bear it anymore, tears burst out of the embankment, and crying and laughter roared out unbridledly, echoing in the depths of the passage.

Until he cried and held the spear, he couldn't stop whispering: "Why, why did you let you meet him? God... How unjust..."

"Hehe... Injustice..."

Zhao Haiyi grabbed the spear, walked in the dark passage, and crushed the jade slip.

The shroud of light outside his body gradually dissipated, leaving only a low voice, echoing and dissipating: "In this world, what else is worth loving?"

......

"Boom!"

In front of the stone gate of the labyrinth, the strong power is shocking.

There were two figures staggered and fighting.

The cold light of the sword shadow made the pitch-black passage look even colder.

"Huh..."

At this time, the cold light of the sword shadow swept by, and it went straight to the chest of the black-clothed man, picking out a trace of blood, leaving a sword wound, and the flesh and blood suddenly turned upside down.

The figure struck a blow, but there was no joy on his face, but his brows furrowed slightly, and he looked a little puzzled.

The two fought several times, although his realm was higher, but the martial artist on the opposite side was strong and arrogant, and his strength was not much weaker than his own, and even made him a little difficult.

Just now he got a sword, and he clearly felt the sudden stagnation of the figure.

If not, with the double thorns in his hand, he can completely block it.

Just when the figure was full of doubts, the big man trembled without warning, fell to his knees stiffly, hugged his head and cried: "Big brother, !!"

Tang Tianhuai burst into tears, grabbed his hair with his big hands, and kept hitting the ground, the huge force made the flesh and blood on his forehead blurred, and the ground cracked.

The ferocity of the early realm of the Martial Emperor on his body was also unbridled, and he was as disordered as a mad demon who had lost his mind, and he was irritable.

They are united in righteousness and have deep feelings.

The sudden throbbing in Fang Cai's heart made Tang Tianhuai unconsciously panic, although he didn't want to believe it, he didn't dare to believe it, but this heartbreaking feeling couldn't let him deceive himself.

In the passage of the labyrinth, every time he crossed a stone wall, Tang Tianhuai would pray that he would be able to meet Jiang Haowen.

Although he only has the realm of the early stage of the Martial Emperor, it does not mean that he cannot die with him.

As long as Lu Qing can be kept alive, Tang Tianhuai is willing to die.

But when he met his opponent again and again, his heart was filled with disappointments again and again, which also made Tang Tianhuai's heart heavy again and again.

Of course, he also comforted himself more than once.

This labyrinth is so big, and there are tens of thousands of warriors who have entered it, how could they encounter it so coincidentally?

But the reality gave him a head start and made him feel heartbreaking.

Seeing Tang Tianhuai like this, the sword-wielding warrior couldn't help but feel a little inexplicable, but he didn't dare to relax in his heart, just thinking that he was playing some tricks.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

The sword-wielding warrior was a little impatient, and shouted lightly with his sword: "In the end, can you fight or not? If you don't fight, just get out, don't waste Lao Tzu's time." ”

As soon as these words came out, Tang Tianhuai's action of hitting the ground slammed suddenly, and he also let go of the big hand that was grabbing his hair, stared at the red eyes, and slowly looked at the martial artist.

At a glance, it made the warrior's heart chill, and he even felt that death was approaching him.

The warrior didn't dare to hesitate, and in a panic in his heart, he grabbed the jade slip and prepared to crush it directly.

But Yu Jian's restraint in the sea of his knowledge made him unable to stop him at all.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, there was a strong force coming to the face.

The martial artist subconsciously raised his head, facing Tang Tianhuai's crimson eyes, followed by two cold glints and a fierce roar: "You... Damn it!!"

Almost before he could react, the double thorns in Tang Tianhuai's hand fell on the martial artist's body, and he couldn't stop flying.

For a while, flesh and blood flew sideways, and the smell of fish was permeated.

After a long time, Tang Tianhuai stopped moving, and continued towards the stone gate with the double thorns dripping blood, leaving only a bloody corpse and collapsed by the wall.

Tang Tianhuai turned the corner, and his figure disappeared into the darkness.

It seems that this time it will be gone, and it will not be until death.

......

"Tick, tick..."

On the stone wall of one part of the labyrinth, a warrior was pierced by a long sword, nailed to it, and the blood in his heart kept overflowing and dripping to the ground.

The blood beneath him gathered into a stream, gurgling away.

It wasn't until the feet of a graceful figure that it piled up.

The woman was dressed in a white dress, with a pale jade hand holding a long sword, and a beautiful face, standing sluggishly, unaware of the blood under her feet.

At this moment, her heart seemed to be pierced by thousands of swords, and she couldn't breathe in pain.

Yan Fu's body became extremely cold, she was like a piece of ice pith that had been cold for 10,000 years, trying to put the entire labyrinth through the cold frost.

"You're really gone..."

Yan Fuzhu's lips opened slightly, and the bright red lip color made her face look even paler.

But it's nothing compared to its eyes full of death.

"You sacrificed your life for your eldest brother..."

"Finally, you've fulfilled your long-cherished wish..."

As she spoke, two lines of tears unconsciously fell down Yan Fu's face, and along with her long black hair, they also turned silver and white at this moment.

"But... What about me?"

Yan Fu raised his hand slightly, grabbed the long sword in front of him, stroked it gently with obsessive eyes, and whispered slightly: "Have you ever thought about my feelings for a moment?"

As he spoke, Yan Fu wiped the long sword clean and pressed it against his chest, making it slowly pierce into his heart, with a misty smile on his face, and said, "You are gone, what should I do?"

As the long sword entered his heart, Yan Fu's gaze gradually blurred.

Vaguely, she seemed to see Lu Qing coming in a green shirt, looking at herself with an apologetic face, and even stretched out her hand to stop the long sword she stabbed.

"This is the sword you gave me, I know you will come. ”

But Yan Fu still insisted, so that Lu Qing couldn't stop it, she looked at him obsessively, with a stupid smile on her face, and a look of expectation in her eyes: "I... I'll go with you on the road, okay?"

In a trance, Lu Qing sighed slightly, directly took Yan Fu's jade hand, and walked away.

In front of the stone wall, Yan Fu, who was no longer alive, held the long sword tightly with both hands, causing the sword blade to stagnate deeply in his chest and heart, with a smile on his face.

At this moment, the blood-colored dress is like a wedding dress.