"You!" Ji Mo Wei looked at everything that happened a moment ago in disbelief, the man in front of him gave people the feeling of being so terrifying, and the evil aura and coercion released made people tremble extremely terrified.

With the power of one person, he turned these living people into powder......

Ji Mo Wei knew that the person standing in front of her now was no longer Xi'er's Feng Junjun Qian.

Zhongli Qianyue took a step forward, stood in front of Jimo Wei, and said word by word: "Thank you Fengjun for avenging Xi'er." It's just that now you look like this, although I don't know why, I'm afraid it's not what Xi'er wants to see. ”

"She didn't want to see ...... But she's dead, completely disappeared in this world, she can't see it anymore, Benjun has become like this, what!"

Jun Qianyan has been out of control, as early as a few days ago on the Luojing battlefield, he sacrificed the Ten Directions Devils, and then took them back, so he should be merged with the Ten Directions Devils, and he is no longer the original Jun Qianjing.

At this time, he has been completely degraded by the evil qi and the body of Jimo Jiuxi, and at this time, he is no longer Jun Qianyu, nor is he the young monarch of the Upper Realm God Clan, but a demonic Shura who bears the spirit of demons and is controlled by demons.

"That's it. Jun Qianyu suddenly smiled, that smile was so beautiful, it was moving, and it was extremely heart-wrenching to see it.

He walked over step by step, ignoring everyone who passed by, namely Mo Wei, Zhongli Qianyue, and Qi Sang, who was closest to her.

In the last step, he stood still half a foot behind Qin Sang, Qin Sang turned around and leaned towards that place, the shackles of the Buddha's words on his body condensed into a golden light whip, and he looked at Jun Qian in a defensive posture.

Jun Qian's eyes were slightly cold, and the smile on his face did not decrease by half, no matter who looked at it, he would not be afraid of half a point because of that smile, but because of his laughter, a chill was inexplicably generated from the bottom of his heart, spreading to all his limbs.

"She's mine, and her things are mine, what's more, she gave me this sword a long time ago, don't you know?"

The tone of the last sentence suddenly increased, as if if Qin Sang dared to say a word, or if anyone present dared to stop him, he would be able to immediately wash the field in blood.

Ji Mo Wei was not angry in his heart, his beautiful eyes were full of tears, and he immediately spread out his momentum and said: "Xi'er is the king of a country in the Tianyuan Dynasty, although she is ...... She died, but she died to protect the people of Tianyuan! Lone did not allow it, so that the only thing she left behind would fall into the hands of others! Her relics should also be returned to her homeland and worshiped by the people. ”

Ji Mo Wei endured the pain in his heart, but his momentum was still not reduced by half.

How could she not know that the young man in front of her, who was obviously crazy, had affection for Xi'er, and how could she not know that she would rather follow this person's side than enjoy the worship of the people of Tianyuan?

But...... Her only daughter, the only thing she left behind......

How can she give up, how can she bear it?

If she didn't even keep her last relics, how could she bear it for the rest of her life, and there was nothing left, so that she could remember her daughter's voice and smile, and send her grief for the death of her own daughter?

"You, don't agree?" Jun Qianyu no longer had his original mental character, at this time, he was dominated by anger, grief and crazy thoughts, the evil aura on his body was thickened, and he turned around and took a step forward, without any scruples about the Qi Sang who was ready to attack, and the fully guarded Zhongli Qianyue, looking at Ji Mo Wei with cold eyes.

"Alright, Ah. Zhongli Qianyue used the only tenderness in his life to comfort Ji Moxu, but he knew how hard he had endured to hold back the tremor in his tone before he was willing to say this.

"You, take her away, take care of the last thing she left behind. Treasure yourself...... Heavy. ”

With that, he quickly stepped forward and blocked in front of Jimo Wei, and gave Qin Sang a look, and Qin Sang finally glanced at that place, full of all his feelings for her—reluctance, nostalgia, and respect.

In this life, he will serve her alone as the master, and he will never serve others again in the future.

Qiming is seriously injured, the world has been decided, and it is time for him to return to the right path and re-enlighten.

Without the obstruction of Qin Sang and Jimo Xu, Jun Qianyu quickly moved to the place where Jimo Jiuxi's body was scattered, carefully picked up the sword, and his slender fingers slowly stroked the sword body, where there were the sigils of Jiuxi condensed with blood.

"Doll, senior brother will take you home. Jun Qianyan said softly, and in the next moment, he was full of evil qi and disappeared in place with the Xuanyu Sword.

Ji Mo Wei restrained the grief and anger in her heart and didn't look at him, she knew that with his current skills, if he really wanted to snatch it, everyone present was not his opponent, and no one could stop him.

After all, he can turn 300,000 Huangquan troops into powder with his bare hands with a wave of his hand......

No one knows what he went through to become such a terrifying appearance and have such a terrifying momentum.

The last thing left behind by Jimo Jiuxi was taken away by Jun Qianxi, and hundreds of thousands of soldiers under the royal family still needed to return to the court to heal their injuries, Zhongli Qianyue took care of Jimo Xu's mood that had not calmed down at the moment, so he had to order Qin Sang to lead the soldiers to settle down for the time being, and then return to the court a day later.

He accompanied Jimo Wei, and in the place where the fierce array was made, he erected a well-dressed mound for their sons, and used it as a condolence to express his sorrow.

In the middle of the night, a small pile of flames lit in front of the new tomb, and Mo Wei was half-sitting on the ground, covered with Zhongli Qianyue's robe, holding a small pot of sake in his hand, and drinking it without a sip. The corners of his eyes are slightly red, and he can still see the traces of crying not long ago.

"Zhongli...... It's me who is greedy. ”

"You weren't destined to have anything to do with me, but you were forced to get it. But...... It is because of my greed that I have received such retribution...... Really?"

"My father and mother were busy for the country in their early years, and they were all worried about both of them, and the imperial sister suffered on the way to harmony, but I was the only one left, and since then I have been intimate. ”

"The only bloodline born to you, and the child you born, are also ......" Ji Mo Wei couldn't bear to say more, and drank a large sip of spirits, stabbing his throat with a burning pain, turning his head to look at the new mound, his slender white hand held the bottle tightly, and his fingertips were extremely hard, slightly blue.

This sentence choked in her throat, and before she finished speaking, Zhongli Qianyue silently accompanied her, without saying a word, and was also immersed in infinite grief.

The cold of the night came, setting off a cold wind that blew away the clouds and mist that covered the sky, revealing a full moon. Today, it's fifteen.

The moonlight sprinkled a piece of silver light, extending into the distance, Zhongli Qianyue looked along the moonlight, wanting to make a good note of the place where his daughter would stay forever.

From a distance, a figure gradually walked in, the white robe moved with the wind, a few steps at a time, and in an instant it was in front of the Jiuxi grave.

“...... Lang Le!"

Zhongli Qianyue was on guard, blocking in front of Jimo Xu, and also protecting Jimo Jiuxi's new tomb, preventing him from getting close to half a minute.

If the vigilance against Jun Qianyu during the day is just because of his frightening evil spirit, then the vigilance against the person in front of him is because of the anger and hatred towards the country of Qiming and the ghost army he refines.

Langle didn't have time to do anything with them at this time, a ghostly light flashed in his eyes, and the two of them seemed to be bewitched, their expressions were stiff, and they stood motionless.

The nine-tailed nightmare is a fox, born with a trick to confuse the mind, urging people to lose their souls, and turning people into puppets.

"Jimo Jiuxi! Xiao Jiu'er...... You're so good...... Good job, in this life, he deserves to be a good disciple taught by the deity!"

Langle looked at the new mound, and the anger in his heart was unbearable, and he was full of remorse and self-blame.

How could she do this to him! What she did was to force him into a place of no return, and for the rest of his life, he would suffer and regret every day, and there would be no time to make amends!

His original intention was just to use the power of the human world to unite with the demons to attack the Upper Realm Protoss and avenge the Nine-Tails.

And to attack Tian Yuan with the hand of Qiming Fu Qiang, one is to have enough armaments and manpower, and the other is to help her soul return to its place as soon as possible, so that he can take her away before he is young, bring her back to the demon world, hide her, and from then on, he will be alone!

But...... How could she do that?

Sacrificing his body to the ancient fierce array to devour evil not only stopped his carefully prepared plan, but also made it difficult for him to see her again for the rest of his life, and then day and night, he lived in all kinds of regret for putting her body and soul away with his own hands!

If you don't want to, if you say something nice to the deity, and be coquettish like before, how can the deity not follow you?"

"But even if you've fallen to such a point, locked in prison and besieged by thousands of people, you've never thought of looking for the deity and asking the deity for help, have you?"

"The only thing you left behind, he took with him...... The deity is one step too late, and I missed you again. Little Wine ...... How can you make the deity feel embarrassed?"

He could have come to Nanya Mountain earlier, he could have stopped this.

It's a pity, the number of fates is like this, the calamity is like this, he is still defeated after all, under the so-called heavenly way.

Previously, he relied on the heavenly fire of the Ten Thousand Demon Towers to extract the poison of Yutamhara from the demons who traded with the demons, and used it on mortals in the mortal realm, so that they could make a contract with the demons, become the host of the demons, and become a murderous weapon like the walking dead for his use.

However, it was also because of the disaster of the Ten Thousand Demon Towers that he stumbled his footsteps, making a good game of chess that he had carefully planned before turn into a game of loose sand, and even because of this, he lost his little wine forever.

A few days ago, after Fu Qiang set off for Nanya Mountain, Qin Sang also wanted to follow behind, and when Tianyuan's army was defeated, if Xiao Jiu'er was unfortunately killed, he could go to the Cloud Realm Tianyuan one step earlier to bring her back to the Demon Realm. If she were still alive, he would have taken the opportunity to make her fake her death, and then erase her memories and leave him alone. This time, no one can take her away from him!

But he didn't expect that the Demon World Ten Thousand Demon Tower would have an accident at this time, the power of the seal was weakened, the ten thousand demons poured out, and the sky in the tower was overflowing.

He can only let go of everything and rush back to the demon world to deal with this matter first, otherwise all his plans will be in vain!

When he returned to the demon world, he did not forget to go to Luojing to personally check the battle situation, the Tianyuan soldiers and the Demon Army brought by Jun Qianxuan, together with the 300,000 Qiming Ghost Army of Tie Youxuan, were all gone, and there were millions of corpses on the battlefield, bleeding thousands of miles, he only found the Xuanyu Sword among the corpses, in order to make her die, but also for ...... Protect her life.

With this artifact left by the ancient god in his hand, it is difficult for the demons to get close to him, what else does he have to worry about?

But he didn't want to, it was all about making people, it was himself, and he was the little wine with one hand...... Put to death!