At this time, all the people who watched the competition in Taishan had three kinds of thoughts in their hearts.

The first type: the majority of men: Zhao Ziqin was actually won by the unknown junior of the gun building, which was as upset as Li Danda winning Li Wuqi!

The second type: The majority of fan sisters: It's over, my husband is going to die, you exhibitionist, don't hurt my husband!

The third type: Ren Wolf Tian: Except for Li Danda, the gun tower is also waiting with me!

The light in the spear shone on Zhao Ziqin and Zhang Qiuning, instantly enveloping the two in golden light, and they could only vaguely see the figures of the two people.

And the spear that was originally attached to the light appeared on the tip of the spear with another color: red.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this color is Zhao Ziqin's bloodstains!

"Zhao Ziqin is dead!

Even Liu Qingzhao also made a judgment and prepared to treat Zhao Ziqin.

At the moment when Liu Qingzhao flew past, the golden light instantly dissipated, and two figures appeared in front of everyone.

Zhao Ziqin's hair fell to the ground with his hair scattered, one hand grabbed the tip of the gun, blood flowed on the tip of the gun, but the tip of the gun had already passed through his palm and stabbed into Zhao Ziqin's chest.

And Zhang Qiuning's shoulder was directly pierced by the long knife in Zhao Ziqin's hand.

"Why?"

Zhang Qiuning looked at Zhao Ziqin, whose eyes were a little gray, and asked softly.

The sun shone on Zhao Ziqin's body, and the light flowed around Zhao Ziqin with blood, although the colors were different, but in the eyes of everyone, there was only one color: gray.

"This shot, I'll pay you back for the Sword Sect first. It's time to look back......"

As soon as Zhao Ziqin's voice fell, his head lowered directly, as if the signs of life were about to disappear.

The scene in the audience was time-spaced for a while, and even Ren Langtian was directly restless, forcibly stood up, and flew to Zhao Ziqin's side.

He took out an elixir from his cuff and put it directly in Zhao Ziqin's mouth.

This elixir is a treasure of heaven and earth that Ren Wolf Tian has been searching for for for fifty years before he can find it, and as long as people still have a breath, they can save their lives.

When Chu Yuxiao, the palace master of Mingping Palace, saw this scene, he directly opened Zhang Qiuning and summoned a three-color lotus, constantly injecting vitality into Zhao Ziqin.

"You can kill me, why, why ......" Zhang Qiuning looked at Zhao Ziqin, who was surrounded by everyone, and asked a little crazy.

In the scene shrouded in golden light, only Zhang Qiuning and Zhao Ziqin knew what was going on inside.

Zhang Qiuning was ready to stab Zhao Ziqin in the heart with a shot and kill him to avenge his parents.

Just as he was about to pierce Zhao Ziqin's heart, Zhao Ziqin's left hand directly grabbed the tip of the gun, and with the other hand, he held the knife and aimed it at Zhang Qiuning's heart.

Just as the knife was about to stab into Zhang Qiuning's heart, Zhao Ziqin immediately changed his position, raised it two centimeters upward, and stabbed Zhang Qiuning's shoulder.

And Zhao Ziqin's strength was also used up at this time, and the strength of his hand was not enough for him to resist the attack power of the gun again, so Zhang Qiuning's long sword directly pierced into Zhao Ziqin's body.

"Crossing others first crosses oneself. ”

This was the only thing Zhao Ziqin said to Zhang Qiuning in the golden light.

"Crossing others first crosses themselves, and crossing others first crosses themselves. So you crossed yourself?"

Zhang Qiuning pointed a spear at Zhao Ziqin in the crowd and asked with a smile. 、

Many people in the audience rushed up directly and leaned towards Zhao Ziqin, very anxious about Zhao Ziqin's injury.

And Zhang Qiuning directly forgot to resist and was washed to the ground by the crowd that ran.

He looked at the sky with a foolish smile, not caring at all about everyone's trampling on him.

"Why did I meet you, why. ”

Zhang Qiuning looked at the sky, as if he felt that God was playing a huge joke on him.

The Sword Sect destroyed the Gun Tower, which was originally a sect that "does no evil", but a righteous Zhao Ziqin appeared.

If he met Li Wuqi, he would definitely not feel guilty for his shot.

If he killed Ren Langtian, he would definitely be happy because of his shot.

If he was fighting against any disciple except Zhao Ziqin, he would definitely not hesitate to shoot this shot.

But fate played a huge joke on him, allowing him to meet Zhao Ziqin and meet this man who was even favored by the sunshine.

Li Danda stood in the distance, looking at this scene blankly, as if he was a little familiar, but he felt so confused.

He didn't go up to care about Zhao Ziqin's injury, nor did he resent Zhang Qiuning because of Zhao Ziqin's injury.

Because these two people have nothing to do with him at all, the competition is like a battlefield, with its own high and low, as well as life and death.

Zhao Ziqin was shackled in his heart, so he was calculated by Zhang Qiuning, and it was inevitable that he would lose.

Zhang Qiuning was redeemed by Zhao Ziqin because of the distractions in his heart, and it was inevitable that he would lose.

But Li Danda still stepped forward to help Zhang Qiuning, because he seemed to see his voice in this man.

It's both familiar and unfamiliar.

"Are you coming to see my jokes?" Zhang Qiuning asked self-deprecatingly as he watched himself being helped up, looked at Zhao Ziqin's side with blank eyes.

"What is a joke? winner or loser? poor person or ascending person?" Li Danda helped Zhang Qiuning up and prepared to leave.

"Isn't it a joke that the loser kills the winner?" Zhang Qiuning asked rhetorically.

"How can you distinguish between a loser and a winner? If the sect is destroyed, it is the loser? Don't forget, only those who survive on the battlefield are the winners. ”

Li Danda threw the card order of his Sword Sect to him, never said a word again, and walked forward alone.

"Sword Sect, Li Danda. ”

Zhang Qiuning took Li Danda's card order and read softly.

"The one who survives is the winner......

Zhang Qiuning picked up the gun beside him and staggered to the stage. Everyone was concerned about Zhao Ziqin's injury, and only more than a dozen people were concerned about his injury.

His sister stood at the front, and the rest of the people, old and young, everyone looked at Zhang Qiuning with a warm face.

This is his sect - the Spear Tower.

Due to the destruction of the Sword Sect, there are not many people in the Gun Tower, only more than a dozen people. But each of them looked at Zhang Qiuning with a smile on their faces.

Li Danda's words echoed in Zhang Qiuning's ears, and he seemed to understand a little.

What is victory, what is defeat. It is by no means simply evaluated by wins and losses and the level of life.

With family, affection, love, and a comfortable and fulfilling life, isn't this the winner?

He hated the Sword Sect, but Zhao Ziqin used his life to explain it for him.

At that moment, he realized that he not only hated the Sword Sect, but he was also jealous of Zhao Ziqin.

Jealous of him, there are so many people to take care of him even after losing. Jealous of him, he obviously lives in a dark sect, but the sun still shines on him.

But, now he understands.

Sunlight never appears in a place of light, it often shines in a place where light is needed, and Zhao Ziqin is such an existence.

Why should I be jealous of him? It is enough to have a family member in the Gun Tower, so why should I be jealous.

Zhang Qiuning. Seeking tranquility, seeking tranquility, isn't it seeking peace with your family?