Looking at Li He, who was stabbed by himself, Wen Renxue paused, he didn't expect him to be distracted at this time.

"Ahem, cough, cough......" Li He stared at him, his mouth kept spitting out mouthfuls of blood, he didn't care at all, his eyes fell on Wen Renxue's body with relief.

"This moment has finally come, Ah Xue."

A "Ah Xue" made Wen Renxue's hand holding the handle of the knife tremble.

This name, no one has called him for a long time, and I have the impression that the person often calls him like this.

"Kill me with this Shura knife, you should be ruthless."

As he spoke, he held Wen Renxue's hand and stabbed the knife in his chest hard.

The Shura knife was stained with the blood of hundreds of people in the Wen family, and now it was inserted in his chest, but Wen Renxue did not have the slightest pleasure of revenge.

His eyes were red, and his voice was hoarse: "Until now, you still have to act for me, Li He, don't think I dare not kill you!" ”

continued to say viciously: "You kill my whole family, destroy my sect, deceive me and deceive me for a thousand years, I can't wait to cut you with a thousand knives!" ”

The corners of his eyes were flushed, Wen Renxue's eyes were full of stinging, he didn't expect that the master he had respected for thousands of years would be the murderer who killed him, and he still had a deep relationship with his master and apprentice for thousands of years.

Remorse and resentment are paradoxically intertwined in his heart, Wen Renxue can't tell what his state of mind is, he should hate him, but his heart trembles.

"Ah Xue, what I do is that I never deny it."

"Although you hate me, I hope that after you are done hating, you can let go of this past."

Li He's figure gradually blurred, and the sky in the distance seemed to know that he was about to die, and bursts of purple thunder and lightning were surging in the clouds with a roar, roaring in the surging and powerless.

A golden circle fell straight from the sky and covered his head, which was the Buddha's light.

"It's time for you to go." A deep Sanskrit sound sounded from the clouds.

A small figure dressed in a red robe, stepping on a lotus seat, with a little cinnabar on his eyebrows, and a string of Buddhist beads the size of a baby's fist around his neck.

"Buddha of the Western Regions."

Wen Renxue recognized this person, and at the same time saw Li He's identity clearly.

He gritted his teeth and looked at Li He: "You are indeed the way of heaven." ”

can easily destroy a clan and a faction under such circumstances, and even take away the old man Li, in this world, except for the Demon Venerable, there is only the rumored Heavenly Dao.

He should have thought of it, he should have thought of it a long time ago!!

"Heavenly Dao? What kind of heaven am I? Li He sneered and dismissed.

He suddenly pulled Wen Renxue by the neck and said to him viciously: "From beginning to end, I am just a dog and a knife in the hands of others. ”

"Now that I have died at your hands, I am also relieved."

With the last bit of strength, he slapped Wenren Snow away, Li He couldn't support it anymore, and fell heavily on the snow.

His eyes gradually lost focus, obviously on the verge of death, but the corners of his mouth raised a relieved smile: "Sometimes, I also think that I am just Li He." ”

It's just that the elder of the Liuyun Sect who is short-tempered, refining the pill every day, humming a little song, and has nothing to do with his apprentices to drink a little wine, not some cowardly and incompetent Heavenly Dao who has been reduced to a knife in the hands of others.

When the figure dissipated, Li He looked at the jar that had already been broken and only fragments remained, and squirmed his lips: "Actually...... I want to try it too...... Thou hast warmed wine for me. ”

It's just that I probably can't drink it.

Li He's eyes were closed, his body dissipated between heaven and earth, as the way of heaven, and his hands were stained with innocent blood, he didn't even have the qualifications to enter reincarnation after his death, he could only turn into flying snow and drift to all corners.

The golden light was pervasive, the snow was pouring down, the lightning was thundering, because of the dissipation of the Heavenly Dao, the heaven and the earth fell into an unspeakable sorrow, and even the cold wind was accompanied by whimpering grief.

The snow was falling heavier and heavier, smashing his face painfully, Wen Renxue had been maintaining a still movement since Li He pushed him away, and his eyes were looking at the direction in which Li He disappeared without moving.

It wasn't until the tears slipped down the corners of his eyes that he came back to his senses, looked at the Wen family ancestral hall, snorted his chapped lips, and said in relief: "Dad, mother, everyone in the Wen family, have you seen it, Ah Xue has avenged you." ”

The grievances that have been buried for thousands of years have come to fruition at noon today.

Tears flowed more and more, blurring his vision, and he trembled when he heard the snow.

Obviously, he had taken revenge, but the pain in his heart was not alleviated in the slightest, but became more and more uncomfortable, and the emotions of remorse, pain, and helplessness were intertwined, which overwhelmed him.

"Squeak-" The door of the ancestral hall, which had been sealed for many years, slowly opened, and what was stepped on was the spiritual seat of hundreds of people in the Wen family.

At this moment, there was a "buzzing" sound, and Wen Renxue knew that it was his clansmen's response to him.

Wen Renxue laughed, but the next moment she suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground, confused.

After this battle, he was seriously injured, and he took the Enlightenment Pill that damaged his soul, and now he is afraid that he will not be able to hold on.

After many years of wishing, Wen Renxue does not regret it, but it is a pity that some words cannot be said to the person in his heart after all.

Quest

Wen Renxue's mouth spat out a large mouthful of blood, and soon dyed the white clothes he liked to wear red, and he slowly closed his eyes.

"Amitabha." The Buddha sat on a lotus seat and floated to him and sighed.

"If the donor still has the roots of the Wen family, he has taken Qiyuan Dan, and there is still some room for recovery, but it's a pity that ......"

It can only be that his bones were stripped alive by the Heavenly Dao as early as that year.

"This seat is entrusted by others, and now I can only try to preserve your soul from extinction, as for whether there is a glimmer of life, it all depends on the will of God."

Wu Silence clasped his hands together, and a Buddha seal came out from the center of his eyebrows, with Buddha light, covering the only remaining soul of Wen Renxue in it.

The immature little face was cold, and the words that came out of his mouth were indeed very mature: "Amitabha, the goddess Golden Dragon is coming, the catastrophe is coming, and the catastrophe of the Six Realms is unavoidable." ”

Song

He Baobao woke up first, looking at the platform lying beside her, and her hands clenched tightly, she smiled knowingly, and slowly dropped a kiss on his lips.

In the dream, she experienced the things of Huasang Country back then, saw the little poor Lantai, and also saw the arrogant and domineering monarch, she fell in love with him, and he wanted to make her queen.

It's a pity that it was destroyed by that man in the end.

The man with the blood-colored dust in his hand, named Yunting, the prime minister of Huasang Kingdom, and the Taifu of Yuntai.

No, it should be said that it was the predecessor of Tiandao Cloud Court.

He Baobao's eyes became firm, after this incident, she not only knew the truth of the subversion of Huasang Kingdom, but also knew the entanglement between the goddess, the golden dragon, and the way of heaven.

Now, the events of the past life are only afraid to play out in this life.

"You're awake." The ghost king Yigu suddenly appeared, but his face was very pale, as if he was seriously injured.

"What's wrong with you?" He Baobao glanced around: "What about Mr. Yin." ”

Knowing that Yin Ji'an was the cousin of Tantai, He Baobao still couldn't change his words for a while.

"He was captured by Heavenly Dao."

Yi Gu clutched his chest, exuding a cold aura all over his body.

"Heavenly Dao?" He Baobao's eyelids jumped.

"It's not the way of heaven now." Yigu reminded her.

He Baobao instantly understood that he should be the first Heavenly Dao Cloud Court.

At the beginning, he was seriously injured, hid for many years, and disappeared, and now this Heavenly Dao is mostly used by him to hide people's ears, but I am afraid that it is also his minions.

"What did he do when he caught Mr. Yin."

Yin Ji'an is just an ordinary person, except for some special things, what can make Yun Ting appear so blatantly.