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"That's his fate, and no one can interfere. Old Madam Chen smiled faintly, there were rare tears flashing in the corners of her eyes, and she didn't care anymore, but after all, it was her own grandson, and her heart hurt more than anyone else.

At this time, Zhao An had already sneered and came to Chen Che, glanced at Chen Che condescendingly and said: "I don't know how much I can't do, and I dare to meddle in the cultivation of the cessation period, but you have no chance to regret it, come and take your life!"

Zhao An roared angrily and slapped Chen Che's head fiercely, he was already aggrieved because of An Qijin's strong combat power until now, and finally had the opportunity to beat the water dog, but he was interrupted by an ant who didn't know whether to live or die, especially this ant still has extremely firm eyes, Zhao An sneered, as if he had seen the tragic situation of Chen Che's minced flesh flying sideways, and a trace of extreme madness flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, a light cough touched everyone's minds, Zhao An looked at An Qijin who appeared in front of him in horror, racking his brains and couldn't understand why he could still take his full blow when he was already dying, and his eyes were even more indifferent to looking at the dead.

An Qijin glanced at Zhao An coldly, a hint of playfulness crossed the corner of her mouth, and she immediately said something that made Chen Che's blood boil.

"My protégé, only I can deal with it, the one who oversteps the substitute, die!"

Before the words fell, An Qijin suddenly let go of Zhao An, and then in the latter's horrified eyes, his figure suddenly disappeared, and when Zhao An finally reacted, a hand that was fairer and more slender than a woman had poked into his head, you can imagine how fast An Qijin's speed had been, and then in front of everyone present, An Qijin's right hand suddenly shone brightly...

Along with Zhao An's headless corpse, there was also the morale of everyone, and the question that Zhao An couldn't figure out until he died was also deeply puzzled by everyone, why did An Qijin, who had just been dying, return to his peak state in an instant? Perhaps the answer is only known to An Qijin himself.

His eyes slowly swept over Mu Hang and the others, with a little playfulness and a little indifference, and the dozens of peerless powerhouses who thought that the overall situation had been decided and then became arrogant were silent in an instant, no one wanted to be the second Zhao An, since he couldn't figure out the details of the enemy, then the best way was to remain silent.

An Qijin ignored everyone and walked straight to Chenche's side, and as he continued to inject essence into it, Chenche's expression suddenly improved.

"Master, why... Why you?"

Chen Che looked at the young and somewhat excessively white face in front of him in a daze, and shouted hysterically, even if his appearance has changed drastically, how can a person's breath change if it changes, especially his back, which is exactly the same as in his memory, but Chen Che can't understand why the master who always gives people with a kind smile and an easy-going smile in his impression has now become a cold-blooded demon king who kills people without blinking, and why the master who always holds a sutra in his hand to persuade him to have good thoughts has now become the culprit of the destruction of the Seven Kingdoms！

"Why can't it be me?" An Qijin glanced at him calmly and asked rhetorically.

"You are not a master, the master I know has the world in mind, and he can't bear to be hurt even by the life of an ant, how can he be a murderer like you!"

Chen Che pushed him away with all his might, and said like a madman: "I will never admit it!"

"If killing can be a recipe for peace, I don't mind letting my hands be stained with my life. An Qijin smiled slightly, as bright as a spring flower, but the next words made everyone's hearts subconsciously sink, and said: "Instead of the people living in poverty, it is better to kill them cleanly." ”

Chen Che looked at this familiar and strange master in a daze, suddenly fell to his knees heavily, choked up and said: "Master, put it down, I know you want to avenge Xiaoli Shi's wife, but Xiaoli's master has passed away for more than two hundred years, more than two hundred years, no matter how deep the hatred should fade away, why do you still want to forget, if Xiaoli Shi's mother knows that you have violated your original intention for her, do you think she will be blind!"

As soon as he heard the word Xiaoli, An Qijin was stunned, and then smiled bitterly and said: "My original name is An Daoxun, but since I met Xiaoli, I have changed it to An Qijin, do you know why?"

Seeing that Chen Che shook his head blankly, An Qijin said with a smile: "Qijin is in his prime, and he will never lose Yi, but I, after all, still lose." ”

Chen Che saw that there was too much remorse and self-blame in the master's eyes, and he opened his mouth but never said anything.

"Where there are people, there is strife, and strife begets hatred, and hatred begets sin. ”

An Qijin shook his head, his expression was lonely to the extreme, just back then, when he was still respected by the world as a carefree son, he was determined to dare to make the world peaceful, and now he thinks that it is ridiculous to be stupid, and he has done everything in vain to realize this ambition, but in the end, he can't even keep his beloved woman, he sighed with emotion, and said with a smile: "Where is there any real peace, everything is just self-deception, and when you wake up from a dream, you can see it clearly." “

Hearing this, everyone in the Seven Kingdoms was ashamed, and they felt sorry from the bottom of their hearts for this carefree son who ended in tragedy.

At this time, An Qijin had already walked towards Mu Hang and the others step by step, obviously he didn't intend to let go of these people.

"I don't know what kind of mood Xiao Li was in when he died, the so-called peace that he had in exchange for everything he could, was just a fragile shadow in the face of this huge benefit, the human heart played a false role in front of the interests, the virtual and the real, vague, everyone was acting with masks, but he was drunk in this extravagant dream, lonely, hesitant, crying like a fool, screaming alone, doubting whether the world is real, why is human nature so ruthless!"

An Qijin said word by word like a hammer on everyone's heart, but no one dared to refute it, even Mu Hang and others, who had always regarded themselves very highly, were surprisingly silent, and retreated again and again as An Qijin stepped up.

"Three thousand souls from the fire are immortal, and the thunder is difficult to extinguish. When he returns from the reversal, he will teach the world to be poor!"

Seeing this scene, Ou Yezi once again remembered the words that Gongzi left to the world two hundred years ago, as if he saw him at that time, and it was desperate and distressing.

"This is a sin created by the Seven Kingdoms, and now it is finally going to be repaid?"

Ou Yezi began to be a little glad that he had consumed too much power in the battle with Emperor Xiaotian, otherwise he would not have to fight another bloody battle for the common people today, that was not the result he wanted, Worry-free Prince, this hard-working man had borne too much, rather than kill him, he would rather let him act recklessly.

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