"It seems that the legendary Lu Chengfeng is just a clown who jumps off the beam, and now you will pay the price for the previous wild words!"

Laughing triumphantly, his robe was agitated in the wind, and it was obvious that his mana had skyrocketed to the extreme.

Thinking about it, even if Lu Chengfeng in his heyday faced the flanking attack of these two masters, he couldn't take advantage of it, not to mention that now even the Yuan Shen has been scattered.

Every moan of Lu Chengfeng was like a knife cutting at Jiang Wuhan's heart, and the pain was suffocating.

In the past, the high-ranking disciples of Shushan who were as cold as frost are crying like an ordinary woman losing her beloved, tears streaming down her face, and pear blossoms bring rain. Thinking that he would never see Lu Chengfeng again in the future, all the sadness and grievances came out with tears.

There is no greater sorrow in the world than this, to see a loved one die like this, and there is nothing you can do about it.

She and Lu Chengfeng have experienced countless lives and deaths, and each time they can save the day, so much so that she feels that Lu Chengfeng will not die. This sudden scene shattered the myth in her heart. She regretted that she didn't let Lu Chengfeng go down the mountain, otherwise she wouldn't have let Lu Chengfeng be in such a desperate situation. For a while, all the remorse, distress, and great sadness made her tears like beads with broken threads.

Just when everyone thought that Lu Chengfeng was about to die, suddenly a loud noise came, and the cicada chrysalis exploded like an eggshell.

In an instant, a dazzling multicolored light illuminated the entire Shu Mountain, and Xiang Wentian and Dou were shocked by this strange light and retreated.

Half an hour later, Lu Chengfeng stood proudly in front of the statue of Sanqing unharmed, and a tattered robe fluttered in the wind, making his whole person look even thinner. And the strand of white hair between the temples has a vicissitudes and heaviness that is contrary to his peers.

He leaned down and helped Jiang Wuhan up, "Okay, it's okay!"

At this time, Jiang Wuhan did not have the joy of the rest of his life, but just looked at the familiar man in front of him blankly, like a dream.

After a long time, Jiang Wuhan pushed him away, "You are obviously fine, why do you say that you can't leave, you big liar, a shameless liar! You know how scared I was of you just now......

Lu Chengfeng was stunned for a moment, and then laughed and said, "I just needed to break through the cicada chrysalis, so I deliberately showed weakness and used their mana to help me!"

Jiang Wuhan had mixed feelings for a while, and he couldn't help himself, so he hugged Lu Chengfeng tightly regardless of the occasion.

Yes, she was so afraid of losing this man that she forgot where she was, and even who she was.

Lu Chengfeng gently patted Jiang Wuhan's back and said softly, "Okay! There are still so many people here, wait for me to solve them first, and then slowly explain to you later!"

Jiang Wuhan was shocked at this time that his actions were out of place, and at the moment, he was like a little woman from an ordinary family with a red face and whispered, and then lay down against the statue of Sanqing.

"Xuanyuan Sword!"

After Lu Chengfeng shouted angrily, the Xuanyuan Sword returned to his hand with a hiss. He held the Xuanyuan Sword and slowly walked towards the outside of the main hall, and an unparalleled domineering aura forced everyone in the Demon Sect to retreat again and again, and for a while, no one dared to approach a bit.

On the right side of the main hall, there were only five of the eighteen horsemen of Southern Xinjiang, including the leader, who tied the bodies of their dead brothers to their backs with a white cloth. Meaning, fight side by side, live and die together. This is the agreement before the eighteen horsemen of southern Xinjiang came out of the mountain, and they agreed that unless the whole army is annihilated, they must return to the 100,000 mountains with the corpse of their brother. Although they were born with no place to belong, they don't even know their parents, where they came from. Fighting is the only purpose of their life, until they die in battle.

They are the loyal ministers of the Ten Thousand Gu Gate, the warriors of the 100,000 mountains, and the souls of Southern Xinjiang, although they will not die.

Lu Chengfeng said, "Warriors of the Eighteen Cavalry of Southern Xinjiang, I hope you can leave with your chieftain, and leave the rest to me!"

The rider who rushed to the front had already appeared more than a dozen blood holes, some of which were still oozing blood, and the rest of the companions were all seriously injured without exception, but they did not retreat at all.

The leader shouted, "We are only under the orders of the chief! As long as the leader does not give orders, we will fight to the death!"

Lu Chengfeng was a little angry, "Qiao Meijiao, why don't you hurry up and let the eighteen cavalry of Southern Xinjiang retreat!"

This roar carried a strong cultivation, and the sound spread thousands of miles, I am afraid that even the deaf people have reacted.

Qiao Meijiao, who was in a coma several times and awake after being seriously injured, heard Lu Chengfeng call her name, but after a moment of stunnedness, she cried with joy and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"It's Lu Chengfeng, Lu Chengfeng is calling my name, he remembers me, finally remembers me......"

Qiao Meijiao suddenly forgot her pain, barely supported herself and staggered out, shouting the name of Lu Chengfeng.

And just as she had not gone far, a pillar of light suddenly struck her.

"Joe Charming ......"

Lu Chengfeng shouted and rushed over with lightning speed, but he was always one step too late.

Hearing only a muffled snort, Qiao Meijiao's chest suddenly splashed with blood, and the whole person slowly fell in a pool of blood.

This blow directly pierced Qiao Meijiao's heart, and even if Da Luo Immortal was alive, he couldn't save it.

Lu Chengfeng hugged Qiao Meijiao tightly and called his name loudly.

Qiao Meijiao used her last strength to caress the cold mask on Lu Chengfeng's face, "I really want to see your face again!"

"I'll let you see, I'll let you see me every day in the future!" Lu Chengfeng hurriedly took off his mask, "Meijiao, don't sleep, you can take a good look at me again......"

At this moment, Lu Chengfeng was already in tears.

Qiao Meijiao gently wiped away her tears for him, and said with a distressed face, "Don't shed tears for me anymore, you have been bitter enough in this half of your life." After I die, you must not blame yourself, you must live happily. Though...... I know you don't love me, but I ...... As long as I can see you every day, I will ...... It's so fun!"

Lu Chengfeng said, "I promise you, I will live well! But you also have to promise me, I don't want you to die, I want you to live well......"

As she spoke, Qiao Meijiao coughed violently again, and mouthfuls of blood gushed out of her mouth.

Lu Chengfeng cried and said, "Mei Jiao, you must not die! I will take you to the divine doctor Yin Tianyuan, he has excellent medical skills, and he will definitely be able to save you!"

"It's useless!" Qiao Meijiao carefully stroked Lu Chengfeng's face, trying her best to squeeze out a smile that was even uglier than crying, "In the next life, I am willing to be a sword in your hand in the next life, at least ...... At least I can keep an eye on you all the time, and I don't have to worry about you driving me away......"

Tears slipped silently from the corners of Qiao Meijiao's eyes, her hands also slid down from Lu Chengfeng's face weakly, and the last smile was fixed on the beautiful face.

Lu Chengfeng gently wiped the blood from the corners of Qiao Meijiao's mouth with his sleeve, and tears dripped on Qiao Meijiao's face like rain one after another, which were Lu Chengfeng's tears.

It is said that men don't flick when they have tears, but it's not time to be sad.

After a long time, Lu Chengfeng tore off a piece of his clothes, bit one end with his mouth, grabbed the other end with his right hand, and tied Qiao Meijiao to himself.

He put on his mask again, and stood in front of everyone again like a killing god. He turned around and whispered to Qiao Meijiao, "I'll take you home!"

As he spoke, Xuanyuan Sword shone brightly because of his silent anger.

Fang Cai's blow was hit by the Black Whirlwind, so he was the first to die. This person was originally also a generation of masters of the Ghost Hall, but now he was forced to retreat again and again by Lu Chengfeng's momentum.

Lu Chengfeng shook the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand and said coldly, "Since you have come up with a lot of hard work today, just stay all!"

(End of chapter)