Chen Qunlu found that something was wrong, and hurriedly came over, and saw the long sword blade behind Yunsheng. When the pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info was taken aback, the first thing that came to mind was Xiao Yue'er who was holding Yunsheng's arms, and hurriedly went over: "Xiao Yue'er, are you okay?"

Poof, the long sword was drawn, and Yunsheng's body immediately fell to the ground. But his eyes kept looking at Xiao Yue'er, and his eyes were full of heartache.

Chen Qunlu was completely stunned: "Xiao, Xiao Yue'er, what's wrong with you?" As she spoke, tears had fallen, and she couldn't believe what she had seen!

Xiao Yue'er took the sword that was still dripping blood, and approached Chen Qunlu step by step, and at the same time, her figure was slowly turning into a young man.

Chen Qunlu burst into tears and looked heartbroken: "Xiao Yue'er, your father will be sad!" At the last moment, she was still feeling heartache for Wen Jie.

The young man sneered: "What I want is for him to be sad!" As he spoke, the Demon Slayer Sword had already pierced into Chen Qunlu's body.

Chen Qunlu grabbed the young man's arm and looked at him with pity: "You are so pitiful!" After speaking, he slowly let go of the young man and closed his eyes.

Suddenly pulled out the divine sword, and looked at Chen Qunlu who fell to the ground: "Hmph, it's pitiful to be killed like a pig!" After speaking, he picked up the divine sword that was still dripping blood, and turned to leave.

After a long time, Wen Jie reacted, picked up Xuanyue, and walked towards the holy pool step by step. He already planned to exchange his vitality for the lives of Xuanyue and Tianqing.

Emperor Xingyu held Tianqing and followed behind Wen Jie.

When she came to the holy pool, she walked into the holy pool step by step with Xuanyue in her arms, and watched her be submerged by the water of the holy pool. Wen Jie has been expressionless, unable to tell whether he is sad or happy.

At this moment, Jin Luo hurriedly came over and said to Wen Jie with a solemn face: "Big brother, Yunshang, Chen Qunlu, Hu Xinyu, Ning Luo is dead!"

Wen Jie was shocked, only to feel that the heavens and the earth were spinning, and he almost couldn't stand steadily. Emperor Xingyu immediately looked at Jin Luo and yelled at him, "Who the hell is it?" This time, even he couldn't calm down.

Jin Luo lowered his head and sighed deeply: "I don't know that the ninth brother is investigating, I believe that the murderer will be found!"

Wen Jie frowned, trying his best to hold back, barely keeping himself calm. Then he looked at Jinluo: "What about Xiao Yue'er?"

Jin Luo sighed: "We have been looking for her, and she is also missing, but there should be nothing wrong!"

Wen Jie closed his eyes, and a tear quietly fell from the corner of his eyes: "Bring their bodies to the holy pool, and I'll go find Xiao Yue'er." After speaking, he gently put down Xuanyue and lightly imprinted a kiss on her forehead: "I'm sorry, if there is an afterlife, I will chase you!" After speaking, his figure flickered, and he was in place.

Emperor Xingyu lowered his head and clenched his hands into fists: "Can't you give him a chance?" There was a thick anger in his low questioning voice, but he didn't know who he was talking to.

Wen Jie did not go anywhere else, but returned to his home in the human world.

The big house that used to be full of laughter is now so deserted that even the footsteps echo.

Pushing open the door of the study, Wen Jie sat on the chair blankly, his eyes closed, as if he was sleeping, but the high frowning eyebrows silently told his mood at this time.

A figure entered, and with the figure came the blood-stained Demon Slayer Sword.

Without opening his eyes, Wen Jie said lightly: "You are here, I have been waiting for you!" he said, raised his hand to lay down an isolation barrier, and opened his eyes to look at the young man in front of him.

The young man was slightly stunned, and then sneered: "How is it? It feels good to look at your relatives and your lover dying one by one, right?"

Wen Jie sneered: "Actually, it's nothing to think about this kind of thing, they have lived long enough, whether they die or not, it makes no difference!" Wen Jie said lightly, but only he knew how turbulent the pain in his heart was.

The young man sneered: "Yes, you should have died a long time ago!" he said, the Demon Slayer Sword crossed his chest: "Now, it's your turn!"

Wen Jie chuckled: "If you want to have no more life, you are still tender!" Before the words fell, the Killing God Sword appeared, and looked at the young man coldly: "Do it! Xiao Yue'er." ”

The young man was stunned: "Do you know who it is?"

Wen Jie sneered: "I'm not a fool!"

The young man snorted coldly: "Since you know, then it will be even more difficult to keep you!" As he spoke, the Demon Slayer Sword lit up suddenly, he had used Xuan Yue's death to dissolve the relationship between the Demon Slayer Sword and Xuan Yue, and now, the Demon Slayer Sword belonged to the ownerless weapon spirit, and of course he would listen to the young man's command.

Wen Jie snorted lightly, and the blade of the Killing God Sword instantly shone brightly, directly forcing the young man back。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。 。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。 。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。 。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。 (To be continued.) )