So he can only worship Luo Yonghao, because in this competition, he must win,

Not for herself, but for the stubborn and resolute woman in the Wending Palace,

......

By the time Bai Qi walked into the Wending Palace, Meng Yuling had already completed the sacrifice and stood there silently.

Hearing Bai Qi's footsteps, she didn't turn around, and there was no expression on her face,

Her stunning face is a little more radiant, obviously she has gained a lot of benefits from the previous sacrifice,

Sighing in his heart, Bai Qi no longer hesitated, took out the token Wending from his bosom, and put it in the groove on the altar,

Because of his relationship with the Lotus Fairy, he got more excellent works, so this place, he came far more often than the other people among the Seven Sages,

All of this was no different from the previous sacrifices, and the phantom of the strong man in armor reappeared in the great hall,

Under the incomparably majestic order of the strong man, Bai Qi recited the ancient style,

This time, he did not sing any more generous lamentations, and his voice was extremely calm,

Meng Yuling listened silently, a cold glow loomed in her eyes,

"The mountains are edgeless, and the rivers are exhausted. ”

"Heaven and earth are together, but dare to be with the king. ”

After Bai Qi finished chanting, he looked at the strong man in armor quietly,

He's dying, and he doesn't need new strength.

No amount of strength can prolong his longevity,

However, he must prevent Meng Yuling from becoming the head of the Seven Sages, so he must win this battle.

......

In this literary battle, the only criterion for judging the quality of a poem is the amount of power obtained.

If you can get more power from the Wending Palace, the poem is the best work.

Bai Qi and Meng Yuling both know very well in their hearts that the difference between the two poems is too great, and it is just a formality here, competing for the position of the head of the seven sages, and watching the next competition.

"Hmm. ”

After listening to this ancient wind, the eyes of the strong man in armor suddenly appeared with rage, and a sky-high evil aura erupted from the illusory body.

"My lord, what's wrong. Bai Qi felt a pang in his heart and asked respectfully,

"Shaft dares. The strong man in armor opened his eyes wide, shouted loudly, and a yellow light shot out from the center of his eyebrows, falling on Bai Qi's body.

Bai Qi snorted miserably, and fell to the ground with a wilt,

The originally majestic face instantly became extremely withered, without a trace of blood, dense wrinkles and spots, instantly enveloping his body,

In just an instant, the strongest man in the world seemed to have lost all his strength, and at this moment, where did he still have a little bit of a strong appearance, and it seemed that he was about to die at any time.

The eyes that were originally shining became cloudy, and she opened her mouth slightly, Meng Yuling's delicate body trembled, and there was no tooth in her white mouth.

"My lord, what are you ......" Meng Yuling said in a trembling voice, his face was extremely pale,

The strong man in armor ignored her, looked at Bai Qi who was shriveled on the ground and said angrily: "Shaft, you dare to desecrate the majesty of the Beast God. ”

"My lord, why do you ...... This ......" Bai Qi opened his mouth, and his voice was already indistinct,

"This poem has already been sacrificed, and now you have come to sacrifice again. The strong man in armor shouted, "If it weren't for your many sacrifices over the years, I would have killed you on the spot, although the death penalty is forgiven, the living crime cannot be escaped, deprived of all strength, leave you for half a day, and leave quickly." ”

"What. Meng Yuling was slightly shocked, and looked at Bai Qi in disbelief,

This ancient style turned out to be sacrificed by someone many years ago,

The white cloudy eyes suddenly had a glimmer of light, opened his toothless mouth, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of dirty blood,

"Zhuang Da, you dare to plot against the old man. There was a look of resentment in Bai Qi's eyes, and he screamed bitterly,

"What's noisy, don't leave yet. The strong man in armor looked at him with disgust,

"Don't blame me, I'll take him away. The Qingling woman hurriedly bowed down, lifted Bai Qi, and walked out of the Wending Hall quickly.

"Bai Qi, what's going on, why do you say that Zhuang Da is plotting against you. Looking at the resentful white face, Meng Yuling frowned and asked,

"Zhuangda, Zhuangda, I swear to kill you, I swear to kill you. Bai Qi screamed bitterly, and suddenly spurted out a mouthful of dirty blood,

......

On the bank of the river, Xiaoshan Academy,

Under the smoke willows, there is a small mound on that side, a middle-aged scribe in a green shirt sits in front of the mound, a willow branch in his hand, and there is a warm smile on his handsome face.

"Damn little slut. ”

The willow branches swayed gently above the mound, and the scribe's face was full of joyful smiles, and his voice was incomparably gentle,

The cold feeling of the dagger crushing the heart, after so many years, is still unforgettable,

The sun is shining, the grass is green,

More than 30 years have passed, and nothing seems to have changed.

It's just that on the river outside the academy, there is no longer that building boat......

Suddenly, the scribe turned his head and looked into the depths of the academy,

A very happy smile appeared from the corner of his mouth and instantly spread on his face,

"White old turtle, haha, haha. ”

The scribe laughed so much that tears flowed down his eyes.

"Bai Qi, haha. ”

......

took out a pot of fine wine, took a sip of it, and the middle-aged scribe lay comfortably on the mound, waving the willow branches in his hands, looking at the willow silk fluttering above his head, and the strange slang fluttered in the small courtyard.

"I complain about my father, my father and mother don't advocate it......"

"Ten-year-old girl, why don't you give me a dowry......"

“......”

......

"False old ghost, Xinrong girl, you are all weak, which of you can die in vain? Be the strongest person in the world? And today I did it, haha. ”

"If this happened in Huaxia, my friends would definitely say, Yu Zhidie, you are so bad, do your family know?"

Patting his handsome face, the middle-aged scribe laughed with a happy expression.

......

There was silence above the central peak.

Everyone was waiting for Mr. Bai Qi and the Holy Maiden to appear again, and then continue the following competition.

"Sacrifice to the beast god...... It seems to have taken a little longer. Luo Chen frowned slightly.

The figure flashed in the void, and Luo Chen's face changed slightly when he looked at it.

The Qingling woman was beautiful and looked vibrant, obviously gaining a lot of benefits, but beside her, Mr. Bai Qi was dying, with a wrinkled face and cloudy eyes, as if he was going to die at any time.

"This ...... It's ......"

Several strong men in the square stood up at the same time, and their faces showed surprise.

The peerless powerhouse who sang generously and sadly just now, and the clouds moved in all directions between his gestures, how could he become like this when the first person in the world rose in vain?

The strong men who saluted outside the square were even more shocked, and in their eyes, they were like gods in the sky at the same time, unattainable existence, but at this moment, the most powerful person in the world seemed to be about to disappear.

"Senior sister, what's going on?" Mo Polang looked at Mr. Bai Qi, who had a withered face, and asked in a low voice.

Meng Yulingdai frowned and shook her head slightly, but did not speak.

Mo Polang looked at Mr. Bai Qi, Bai Qi smiled miserably, and opened his toothless mouth in a slurred voice: "This old man's ...... Lost ......"

"Ahh Mo Polang was stunned.

"Lost...... The old man lost ......" The cloudy old eyes looked at Meng Yuling, and laughed miserably, "Senior sister, the head of the Seven Sages...... It's yours, poor ...... Poor ......."

Meng Yuling pursed her red lips slightly, nodded silently, and walked to her seat.

Her expression was extremely gloomy, and she did not look happy at all.

"Win?" Luo Chen's expression was calm, but he was relieved in his heart.

It's good to win, so that Yue'er doesn't have to play.

Looking at Bai Qi's appearance, it was obvious that he had suffered a huge amount of damage in the Wending Ruins, and Luo Chen instantly understood who made him become like this.

There is no doubt that it is the guy in the Wending Palace, the strong man in armor who is responsible for the sacrifice.

In other words, the ancient style of Bai Qi taking it to sacrifice was not recognized by the strong man in armor, but was severely punished.

"It is recognized that this ancient style is stronger than mine, but Bai Qi has been punished, so there is only one possibility. Luo Chen said in his heart.

That is, someone had already sacrificed this poem before Bai Qi. ”

Now Luo Chen naturally knows the rules of sacrifice at the Wending Ruins, and there is undoubtedly only this possibility that can make Bai Qi suffer such a heavy punishment.

The sacrifice was used by someone else, of course Bai Qi would be punished, and at this moment, Bai Qi's body was already full of the breath of death, obviously this punishment was extremely serious.

This poem was given by the master to a woman, and the woman gave it to Bai Qi. ”

"Then there are only two possibilities for the one who sacrificed this ancient style first. ”

"Master...... It doesn't seem that there is a Wen Ding, so I'm afraid it is that woman who sacrifices the ancient style......" Luo Chen's mind turned.

"But not necessarily, maybe it was really the master who did it, and I don't know. ”

Before Bai Qi's generosity and tragedy, Luo Chen understood that the woman was extremely important to Bai Qi, if that woman sacrificed this ancient style in advance and gave the ancient style to Bai Qi, then this woman was plotting against Bai Qi.

If that's the case, being plotted by a woman he loves deeply, it's really pitiful for this old guy to be white.

If it's not that woman, but really Master...... So whether the master is intentional or unintentional, the strongest person in the world is lost in his hands.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on the corner of Luo Chen's mouth.

If it's really Master, then his old man is too good.

Being a killer can do this part, and being able to kill the strongest person in the world can be regarded as a life in vain.

......

Luo Chen's mind flashed, and Mo Polang had already helped Bai Qi up and back to Bai Qi's seat.

Bai Qi had already personally admitted this defeat, and several strong men understood what was going on almost at the same time.

Bai Qi's ancient style was not recognized in the Wending Palace, but was punished extremely severely.

Everyone is very clear about the extraordinaryness of this ancient style, but Bai Qi is punished and has no vitality, so there is only one possibility.

This ancient style has been used as a sacrifice.

If a used sacrifice is used again, it is natural that it will be mercilessly punished.

"Senior brother, who is plotting against you?" Mo Polang couldn't help but ask.

Bai Qi is already dying, if he dies, this secret can only be brought back to the underground, and the seven secret realms are the same as the branches, so he naturally has to ask to understand.

"Huh. Bai Qi laughed miserably, leaned back in his chair and shook his head.

At this moment, he only has regret in his heart

In order to gain strength for himself, the beloved woman endured humiliation and burdens to please the man.

I thought that all the gods and ghosts did not know, but where did I think that everything was in the secret plan of that person.

Zhuang Da has been dead, dead for more than thirty years, but in the end he died at his hands.

How can such a shame be known.

Mo Polang sighed and said in a low voice: "Senior brother, look at ...... now"

"Irrelevant people, let them disperse first......" Bai Qi said weakly with a wave of his thin hand.

"Good. Mo Polang nodded.

The battle for the head of the Seven Sages has been settled, and Bai Qi Secret Realm has lost the position of the head of the Seven Sages, and Bai Qi even has to pay for his own life.

According to the rules, if one party insists, the remaining two battles need to be continued, but the fourth game is a competition between the masters of the secret realm, and now Bai Qi has lost all his strength, and the fourth game naturally cannot be continued.

With a wave of Mo Polang's hand, all the powerhouses watching the ceremony on the giant peak disappeared, and this area was jointly controlled by the Seven Sages, so it was naturally effortless for him to send these powerhouses out.

As for Luo Chen, since he was the husband of the Holy Maiden and had joined the Soul Control Secret Realm, he naturally remained here.

......

"Everyone, the old man only has half a day to live now......"

Xu is light returned, rested for a while, supported by Bai Qi, sat up straight, and looked slightly better.

Everyone was silent.

A generation of strong people is at the end of the road, and everyone is naturally related.

"This is the token of the head of the Seven Sages, Senior Sister, you......" Bai Qi sighed, and a gemstone ring with a seven-colored luster flew towards Meng Yuling.

Meng Yuling was silent and put the ring away.

"Drunk lying on the south mountain, boiling water in white...... The old man is going to ......"

With a slight stroke of his trembling hand, Bai Qi slowly stepped into the void and disappeared.

The strong men were silent, sitting on the stone chairs, and no one moved.

No one could have predicted that this would be the case in the end.

A generation of powerhouses, Mr. Bai Qi is going to die like this.

Although he originally had only a few years of life left, it was to the limit, and dying was completely different from dying like this.

Things hurt their kind, people have the same heart, the seven secret realms have the same qi and branches, and everyone has always been commensurate with their brothers, and it is naturally not very uncomfortable to see Bai Qi's ending so tragic.

Luo Chen actually didn't have any good feelings for Bai Qi, the old guy, so naturally he didn't have any feelings, but this gathering of the Seven Sages seemed surprisingly calm to him, and the expected storm did not happen, but instead he and Yue'er achieved marriage.

Now for him, the most curious thing is: Who is the woman who gave the ancient style to Bai Qi?

Looking at Meng Yuling's expression, it was obvious that she already knew.

Meng Yuling felt Luo Chen's gaze, turned his head and said softly, "What happened to Luo Lang?"

"Your wish has been granted, and you don't seem to be happy. Luo Chen said with a smile.

"Do I have it? Meng Yuling smiled reluctantly.

(End of chapter)