Source City, in the middle of a small ruined temple. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

A bright light swayed in the wind. In front of the lamp, an old man with white hair and no pupils sat there quietly, staring at the soul lamp, his expression was like the water of an ancient well, unfazed.

In front of him, a stout man sat on the side, with a smile on his face.

He looked at the old man who was already blind, and he said very curiously, "Can you see Gu Fengchen?"

He was curious, the old man had no pupils, and apparently, he had lost his vision....... But it seemed that the absence of pupils did not affect the old man at all, as if he had not lost his vision at all.

"Only a faint shadow could be seen. The old man said calmly.

The stout man sighed, as if he was paraphrasing the old man's words: "When did you and Senior Brother Gu Fengchen intersect?"

The old man did not answer his words.

"Why do you think so highly of him?" the stout man continued, "do you think he will avenge the Knights of the Apocalypse, and do you think he will agree with the Knights of the Apocalypse?"

The old man still did not answer his words, but a smile appeared on his face, which was very quiet and peaceful.

The stout man gave up the idea of putting words out of the old man's mouth, and looked at the old man's quiet and peaceful smile, and he also smiled, and the old man's smile was very contagious.

"Ancestor said that the Knights of the Apocalypse are crazy........ I think so, you're a madman!"

This was the true thought in his heart, and he didn't even think that these words would anger the horrible old man, and the old man didn't seem to care what he said, what he evaluated.

"There are so many crazy people in this world that I have to be even crazier than them. The old man said, the clouds are light and the wind is light.

"You're the craziest of all the madmen!" said the stout man, "The ideal of the Knights of the Apocalypse may never be realized........"

The smile on the old man's face was still the same, he was not swayed by the pessimism of this stout man, he still said lightly: "What the future looks like, who knows?"

In this small temple, there is some cold. The remnants of the autumn sun shone in through the small holes in the sparse tiles above, mottled and mottled......

Suddenly, the old man's expression became very solemn, and immediately, the bean-like soul lamp shook a few times, suddenly went out, and a trace of green smoke came out of the soul lamp.

A milky white light appeared out of thin air, covering the top of the soul lamp, and a stream of blood spurted out of the old man's mouth.

The old man's face became unusually pale, and his blood, with a strong strength, was wrapped in front of the soul lamp, turning into a small dragon, entwining on the soul lamp.

This blood rushed into the soul lamp and became the nourishment of the soul lamp......

In the blood, with the power of rage, as soon as this violent power entered the soul lamp, it immediately became gentle, and this blood nourished the soul lamp.

The soul lamp was not burned, and the green smoke on the soul lamp became thicker.

The old man let out a low roar, the wrinkles on his face became even stronger, and a thick dead aura appeared on his body.

Dead air, destroying his body.

But he didn't care about it, and squirted another mouthful of essence blood at the soul lamp.

This is indeed burning his own longevity, indeed burning his own longevity, and renewing his life for others.

The stout man looked up to the sky and sighed, and a thick thorn appeared in his hand...... This thorn, aimed at the old man, against the soul lamp beside the old man, stabbed past.

When the old man was paying attention to the soul lamp wholeheartedly, this person suddenly made a move on the old man......

Although there is an insurmountable gap between him and the old man, at this time, he believes that he will definitely make the old man pay the price.

"Although you are not yet in the climate, to tell you the truth, I am afraid of you, I am afraid of you, I am afraid that the result of your gain is misery......" said the stout man, his voice was very low, very old, and he was not old.

The old man obviously didn't expect such a situation, as if he didn't expect this stout man to give himself a blow at this time!

The unicorn thorn had already pierced into his chest, and a stream of blood flowed down along the unicorn thorn.

The old man turned his head with difficulty, and his eyes, which had no pupils, stared at the stout man's face, and there was no expression on his face.

"It is up to man to plan things, and it is up to heaven to make things happen. The old man said that his face was very calm, and it was not as calm as it could be.

The soul lamp went out, and the old man's breath withered.

There was a smile on the face of the stout man, and there was a hint of sadness in the smile, which came from the heart.

His aura was very different from the stout man just now...... Immediately, the stout man's hair turned grayish-white, and there was a sad look on his face.

"He's my best junior...... I've always looked down on him to protect our Kirin," said the stout man, as if he were distressed, "and he's very good, but ......"

The old man's face did not change, he was still calm and light: "I have seen too many things like this....... You're not the first person to do something like this, and you won't be the last. ”

"For a person, a race to live, there will always be people who make sacrifices. "This stout man, his temperament has changed greatly, and his words are full of pathos.

A genuine pathos.

This kind of sadness is like the sadness of an old man who has seen through the world and everything, and has seen his descendants die in front of his eyes. A kind of sadness for a white-haired person to send a black-haired person.

"Yes. The old man said.

"Wu Xunfeng...... Among the younger generation, you are the only one who can't see through me....... You are not a successor to the Knights of the Apocalypse, and you do not believe in the ideas of the Knights of the Apocalypse...... What are you for? Are you trying to mess up the world? ”

The stout man stood up, and his temperament changed in a very different way, he became very restrained, very restrained, his hair became a kind of gray, and wrinkles covered his face.

Obviously, this is no longer Qi Zhentian!

"Qilin clan, Qizhentian is an outstanding person......." Wu Xunfeng didn't answer the old man's words, he said to himself, "If I were you, I would never do such a thing, no matter what, I would not do such a thing, he is the only person in the Qilin clan who can protect the Qilin clan after your death." ”

"You're wrong, when I'm away, the Kirin clan will be guarded. The stout man who quickly changed his temperament said, "Actually, you don't have to worry about the affairs of the Qilin clan anymore, and you don't have to worry about the affairs of the Apocalypse Knights, you can go with peace of mind......"

He looked at the soul lamp that had been extinguished, looked at Wu Xunfeng, and he said softly.

"A moth fights a fire, knowing that the fire can't be extinguished, but people are willing to be moths to fight fires, isn't it stupid?"

He sighed, looked at Wu Xunfeng, whose breath had become extremely sluggish, and said softly.

(To be continued.) )