Under the Sword Shrine.

With the repeated morning sun, a touch of brightly colored blood swayed in the air, and Lu Guzhan, who fell to the ground on his knees, did not hesitate at all, pierced his carotid artery with a sword, and took advantage of the situation to pierce the sword barrel through his neck and stab it to the end.

In an instant, the blood flowed like a pillar, instantly staining most of his body, blood overflowing from his mouth and nose, looking at the approaching figure, Lu Guzhan's eyes gradually became blurred.

At this moment, he did not regret it, but was somewhat relieved.

"Lonely !!"

With one hand in his arms, the old naughty boy's right hand quickly connected to Lu Guzhan's acupoints around his body to seal the bleeding, but to no avail, he punctured the carotid artery, and now Lu Guzhan is immortal is difficult to save.

The blood did not decrease because of his shot, but because of the blocked acupoints, it gushed out more and more rapidly.

Looking up and trying to see the appearance of the person who came, Lu Guzhan grinned, revealing his blood-soaked teeth: "Cough cough uncle uncle, the disciple is not filial, it is a shame for you"

"What nonsense! What nonsense are you talking about!? Shut up! Don't say any more."

Zhou Botong hurriedly went up and down his hands trying to stop the blood hole on Lu Guzhan's body, but found that the more he covered it, the more rampant the blood flowed, yes, blood is water, how could he cover it.

"Uncle Shizu, don't be sad, don't be sad, the disciple can't live, in the next life, I still want to be your disciple, a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect, but it's a pity that I can't set foot on the path that the ancestor has walked, and the disciple is still a little unwilling."

At this moment, Lu Guzhan's voice has gradually become sluggish, if it weren't for Zhou Botong's profound skills, it would be impossible to hear this sentence.

"You can save, you can save, you are still young, you want to catch up with my senior brother, you go after it yourself, Baicao Xian!" Herb Fairy!! Save my disciple!! ”

I don't know what to think, Zhou Botong covered the blood hole on Lu Guzhan's neck with one hand, and turned his head and yelled loudly.

He remembered that there was a miracle doctor by Dongzhang's side, that was Baicao Xian, and his medical skills were invincible at that time, which was the only life-saving straw he had now.

But before he finished speaking, he felt that the back of his hand was slightly wet, but it was Lu Guzhan who put his hand on the back of his hand, looked down, and saw Lu Guzhan shaking his head tiredly, and chuckled: "Uncle Shi, you finally admit that I am your disciple."

Zhou Botong was stunned when he heard this, yes, when he taught Lu Guzhan martial arts, he never admitted that he was his master, but only said that it was taught by his brother, that is, Wang Chongyang, but at this moment, he blurted out this in a hurry.

After hearing this, he nodded vigorously: "You are my disciple!" It's my disciple of Zhou Botong! Undoubtedly! Herb Fairy!! ”

For Lu Guzhan, Zhou Botong undoubtedly put a lot of effort into it, because this young man's understanding is too rare, and it is completely born for innate merit, and he is also regarded as the last glory of the Quanzhen Sect.

Before Zhou Botong continued to turn his head and roar, a calm voice suddenly came from behind him, which made Zhou Botong directly stunned in place.

"He's Dead"

I don't know when, Dongzhang was already standing behind Zhou Botong, accompanied by Baicao Immortal and Ren Cook, and it was Dongzhang who spoke out.

Don't look at it, Zhou Botong's body trembled slightly, and his eyes were immediately out of focus, only to see that Lu Guzhan at this moment had already turned his head, the heat on his body faded like a tide, his eyes were closed, and his breathing was broken.

Looking at the proud disciple who was still smiling at the corner of his mouth, Zhou Botong was sad, a line of old tears couldn't help but cross his face, covered Lu Guzhan's head with both hands and pressed it to his chest, and roared hoarsely and silently: "My disciple, ahhh

The scene of the white-haired man sending the black-haired man couldn't help but move the little dragon girl and Huang Rong who came quietly, and they couldn't bear to turn their faces away.

Perhaps it was too uncomfortable, Xiaolongnu quietly walked behind Dongzhang, held the man's palm with both hands, gently pressed her forehead against the man's shoulder, and closed her eyes silently.

"Why is this happening?"

The probe rubbed the dragon girl's soft hair, and Dongzhang replied softly: "This is the rivers and lakes."

"Dongzhang, let's quit the rivers and lakes"

Holding the girl's soft wattle with his backhand, Dongzhang looked through the valley and looked directly at the desolate gravel field, and nodded: "Well, in a month, let's go home"

"Okay."

didn't speak again, Dongzhang took the little dragon girl's little hand with one hand, and walked straight through Zhou Botong's side to the outside of the valley.

"Mourn Brother Zhou."

Guo Jing came to Zhou Botong with the wound on his shoulder at this moment, and whispered relief, staring at Dongzhang and his party who were gradually moving away with a somewhat complicated expression.

"Tojo."

Ignoring Guo Jing's persuasion, Zhou Botong suddenly stood up with Lu Guzhan's body in his arms, and looked directly at the arrogant back opposite.

Hearing this, there was no reply, the man stopped, looked sideways, and the people accompanying him also turned their heads to look back at Zhou Botong with an expressionless face.

"In the battle of Huashan, you and I are both superior and decided."

Looking directly at the man, Zhou Botong declared war in a deep voice.

Looking at the latter quietly, Dongzhang examined it for a long time, then turned his head and continued to move forward, and the decisive words came behind him.

"Okay."

Looking at Dongzhang and his entourage, who were gradually disappearing, Guo Jing quietly walked to Zhou Botong's side and said softly: "Brother Zhou, you, why are you here."

Shaking his head and not talking more, Zhou Botong hugged Lu Guzhan and walked to the opposite position of Dongzhang, and said, "Brother, Qiu Ji and them, I'll leave it to you."

"What do you want?"

Guo Jing took two steps forward with some worry.

But he saw Zhou Botong with his back to him and looking at the bright sun on the horizon: "Gu Zhan said that he entered the Quanzhen Sect for the sake of his senior brother, and his senior brother is his only light, and now that he is dead, it is time for him to meet his senior brother."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Botong walked to the back cliff step by step.

Guo Jing and his wife knew that he wanted to bury Lu Guzhan next to Wang Chongyang to fulfill his disciple's last wish, so he did not speak out again to persuade him to stay.

Dongzhang is gone, Zhou Botong is also gone, there are no losers in this battle, because everyone is a loser.

Lu Guzhan lost his life, Dongzhang, and lost his friendship.

Sighing deeply, Guo Jing looked at the mess in the place, and then packed up his mood and walked to the Quanzhen Sixth Son under the pergola: "Let's go, Rong'er, let's take the six uncles back to Xiangyang for treatment first." ”

"Okay."

Snake Valley.

Dongzhang and his entourage walked in the depths of the dense forest, all the staff were silent, and the team was terrifyingly quiet, even Han Wujian and the cook, who usually did not stop, did not dare to speak at will, because they all saw that the man walking in front was not very angry at the moment, so no one dared to touch his brows.

"Dongzhang. Where are we going now?"

Holding the man's palm tightly, the dragon girl turned her head to look at the man in front of her and asked softly.

Tightening the woman's little hand, Dongzhang suddenly smiled: "Don't worry, I'm fine." ”

How can it be okay, the dragon girl understands this man, she just forced her face to laugh, it's not that she is not bitter, you just never cry out for pain (end of this chapter)