"Brother Zhan, do you like a son or a daughter?" I saw that in the place where the flowers were blooming in spring, the lake was sparkling, and a couple stood on an arched bridge, and the beautiful woman in white asked!

And beside this woman there was a gentle and elegant young man, whose eyes were full of love and looked at the girl and said, "I like them all! But I like my daughter more, she is as beautiful as you!"

"What's our daughter's name after that?" asked the pretty girl with a smile, her pretty face beaming with happiness!

"Like you, like an orchid blooming, and with the temperament of ice and jade!

"Bing Wanxin!, what about a good name!" The voice fell, and the girl gently stroked her lower abdomen, where there was already a small life, but the man in front of her didn't know it yet!

Ice War's thoughts switched again, it was a stormy night, the thunder was loud, and in a simple and heavy room, on the bed lay a weak breath, haggard face of a woman, and next to this woman was a small swaddling baby, in the swaddling clothes there was a girl wailing and crying!

At this time, an intermittent voice came from the mouth of the woman with a faint breath: "Zhan Zhan...... Brother Zhan Zhan, promise me!"

And Bing Zhan knelt in front of the bed, holding the girl's hand with his big hand, and kept nodding: "I promise! I promise! I promise anything! Yujie, I don't allow you to die!"

"Brother Zhan promised me, ...... Take care of ...... We...... The voice was choppy, and very unclear!

When the words fell, the woman closed her eyes and lost her breath!

At this moment, Bing Zhan cried loudly: "Yujie......!

On this night of thunderstorms, two heart-wrenching cries came from a room!

Maybe only when the love is deeper, will it be more heartbroken!

Now, Bing Zhan is holding his daughter and crying heartbreakingly, just like that night, his heart hurts inexplicably, but he is helpless!

"It's all my father's fault! Wanxin! Father is wrong! When the family elder sent you to the Mo family, I just took you away from the Bing family, what kind of head of the family should you be!"

Bing Wanxin's breath became weaker and weaker, and her arm was raised with great difficulty, gently wiping the tears on her face for Bing Zhan!

"Dad, I know how difficult it is for you, so when the family elder proposed to send me to the Mo Mansion, my heart was already dead!"

"Ahh

And at this moment, the young man with the ancient sword on his back came here, and when he saw the young man's eyes looking at Bing Wanxin who fell in Bing Zhan's arms, his heart seemed to be touched!

"Wanxin!" Duan Longfei quickly ran towards Bing Wanxin, and when he saw the dagger that pierced into Bing Wanxin's lower abdomen, Duan Longfei asked with a wave of anger, "Who did it?"

Duan Longfei pointed to Mo Fan not far away with one hand, and asked in an extremely cold voice!

"Paragraph paragraph...... Long Fei! You, you...... I'm glad to see you again before I die!"

When the words fell, the girl's eyes slowly closed, but her mouth said in an inaudible voice: "Yesterday you killed Mo Feng for me, my heart seems to be alive! There has never been a man like this for me, if there is an afterlife, I seem to have a vigorous love affair with you! Duan Longfei, I like you a little!"

When the words fell, Bing Wanxin completely lost her breath, her flower-like age, which was originally in the blooming season, but she didn't expect to die!

Duan Longfei's face was instantly filled with anger, his face became more and more gloomy, his body turned around, his eyes looked directly at Mo Fan who was not far away, and said, "You really deserve to die!"

And that Mo Fan said with a cold face: "It seems that you are the wild man in Bing Wanru's mouth, and you are also the concubine of this (cheap) goods, right? You killed Mo Feng yesterday, right?

Then the figures behind him flashed, and most of these people's cultivation was at the level of the Seventh Heaven and Eighth Heaven of the Tongmai Realm!

This is also the reason why Mo Fan threatened Bing Lang, the second master of the Bing family, not to interfere and kill Bing Wanru in front of Bing Lang!

Seeing these figures rushing towards him, Duan Longfei's battle spirit opened, his steps stepped out step by step, the seventh step fell, and the ancient sword on his back was instantly pulled out, only to see the golden sword light flashing in the air, and a terrifying heart oppressive force also descended on these people's bodies. www flash dance www

Suddenly, these people's faces turned pale, and they died in those sword lights!

With one blow, kill five martial cultivators of the Seventh Heaven and Eighth Heaven of the Tongmai Realm!

At this moment, Mo Fan's face also turned cold, and the figures behind him didn't dare to make any more moves, this guy in front of him seemed to be very strong!

And the means are ruthless, there is no scruple at all, kill if you say kill, and you will not show mercy to your subordinates because they are members of the Mo family!

At this time, Mo Fan took a step, and two battle spirits appeared behind him, only to see that one of them was a paintbrush battle spirit, and the other battle spirit turned out to be a huge palm print!

Since the beginning of the martial arts refining realm, every time they break through a realm, they can comprehend or fuse a battle soul, so at this time, although Mo Fan is the Nine Heavens of the Tongmai Realm, there are two battle souls!

"Burning Yuan Pattern!" Mo Fan snorted coldly in his mouth, and the paintbrush battle spirit behind him danced in mid-air, just a breath was carved out of a second-order Yuan pattern, only to see that the Yuan Pattern Yuan Force fluctuated, and instantly burst into a scorching flame, just like a flame dragon, flying towards Duan Long is rolling forward, and the second-order Yuan pattern is enough to directly incinerate the people of the Eight Heavens of the General Pulse Realm!

"Yuan pattern is not only you!" Duan Longfei took out the Yuan pattern painting halberd that Bing Wanxin had given him, and painted it extremely quickly on the ground, and it was only a breath of time, Duan Longfei shouted in his mouth: "Frozen Yuan pattern!"

Suddenly, the power of ice and cold spread, like a cold winter, towards the entire space, and ice picks flew out from the Yuan pattern in front of Duan Longfei's body, and bombarded towards the flame dragon that was biting!

And Duan Longfei carved out a wave of Tao Yuan patterns in the next moment, and suddenly like the water of the Yellow River, he bombarded the flame dragon again with the momentum of destroying everything!

"Boom!" Suddenly, the flaming dragon shattered and turned into sparks!

Duan Longfei spent a day and a night cultivating the Great Array of Sword Rain Yuan Patterns, which contained more than a dozen second-order Yuan patterns, so Duan Longfei was able to depict the second-order Yuan patterns very easily, only to see that the ice picks and waves instantly shattered the fire dragon and blasted towards Mo Fan!

Mo Fan raised his palm, only to see that the palm print battle spirit behind him was raised, blocking in front of him, and the attacks of the two collided together!

Mo Fan was originally a person who was greedy for pleasure, so the speed of continuous depiction of Yuan patterns was not as fast as Duan Long!

Just when the two attacked and collided, Duan Longfei used the shadow flash to come behind Mo Fan, and the martial arts mystery was released, and a cold voice came out of his mouth: "You forced Wanxin to death, now use your life to pay it back!"

Mo Fan's face changed greatly, he smashed the ice picks and waves before Duan Longfei, and took out a scroll from his arms with his palm very quickly, and at this moment, the golden light directly cut off Mo Fan's arm holding the scroll as if it had passed through space.

Mo Fan's face was extremely pale, and he shouted in his mouth: "I am a member of the Mo family! My Lao Tzu is the elder of the Flying Dao Sect, kill me, and you will also die!"

Duan Longfei was indifferent and ruthless, like a demon god, and said in a deep voice: "I said, I want to repay it with your life!"

The words fell, and the ancient sword in his hand swung out again, and the red silk thread fell from the sky, splitting Mo Fan's body in half from the top of his head to his feet!

The most spoiled illegitimate son of the Mo family's head Mo Ghost was killed by Duan Longfei with a sword today!

At this moment, everyone's bodies trembled fiercely, and they looked at this scene in disbelief, Mo Fan, was actually killed!

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