Zhu Ziming remembered all the things he helped himself in the past, and today he died in his own hands, his mood was extremely complicated, he stood not far from him with some sadness, his eyes were full of tears, he didn't know whether he should be happy or sad, standing in the distance and stunned, at this time, seeing him look at himself, his lips moved slightly, as if he had something to say, he came to him without hesitation, squatted down and looked at him, without saying a word, only to see him squirt a mouthful of blood and then calm down and said to himself weakly: For the sake of me helping you before, can you agree to me a plea？

Zhu Ziming knew what he was going to say, what else could he say at this moment? Naturally, he begged himself to let go of his master Gatso old thief, Zhu Ziming glanced at Gatso who was holding Luo Xue's teary eyes, and after thinking about it again, he nodded heavily towards Luo Xue, who looked at him with expectant eyes, and thought that at the moment when his life was about to end, he was still worried about his master in his heart, this kindness made him quite moved, and he couldn't help but have more respect, thinking about it, this is his last only wish in this body, if he doesn't agree, he is afraid that he will die, thinking of this, he said lightly: I know what you want to say? Don't worry, I will never take his life today, but I also tell you clearly that he will eventually die at my hands in the future, and I will never let him go a second time. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Luo Xue nodded gratefully and said weakly: I know, I have done my best, as for what happens in the future, it has nothing to do with me!

Zhu Ziming looked at his slightly peaceful face and was not sad, but a little relieved, not because of his death, but because he had a trace of remorse at the last moment of his life, gently held his gradually cold hand, shook it heavily, as if giving him a promise not to be an enemy in the next life, and slowly looked up to look at this opponent who made him love and hate, but found that a trace of crystal tears flowed from the corners of his closed eyes.

Suddenly, Gatso said with some anger: The boy surnamed Zhu, don't think that the old man will feel the grace of your life, this is all what you owe Luo'er, I know that when you attacked my base camp at night, the old man was in the palm of his hand, if it wasn't for Luo'er secretly helping him, I'm afraid you wouldn't live today, as for how much I helped you, I don't bother to care, there is already a deep hatred between you and me, there is no possibility of resolution, and the next time we see you, we will not die.

After that, he picked up Luo Xue, who was already cold, and glanced at Zhu Ziming beside him fiercely, and stumbled into the distance.

Zhu Ziming listened to his words, just laughed and said nothing, because what he said was exactly what he wanted to say, and when the minions saw their boss leave silently, the more loyal ones immediately followed, and the disciples who used force to coerce were excited and dispersed, and when they left, they did not forget to give Zhu Ziming a grateful glance, grateful to him for letting these people regain their freedom.

A tragic battle ended with the death of Luo Xue, the glimmer of dawn instantly illuminated the earth, Zhu Ziming stood in the field and looked at the corpses all over the ground in a particularly heavy mood, the morning breeze blew his somewhat scattered hair, feeling cool, he looked up at the somewhat gray sky, tears kept dripping, he not only asked himself, is this martial arts? An existence full of deceit and selfishness, and did not hesitate to slaughter sentient beings for a selfish desire? He wanted to laugh, wanted to laugh loudly, he laughed at what a ridiculous thing this was!

At the moment, he was laughing, from a slight laugh to a wild laugh now, a tearful and unbridled laugh, which made people sound sad and helpless.

Everyone present was silently shedding tears, as the only slightly older elder present, although Tie Longyun was in a very heavy mood, he couldn't shed tears, he dragged his heavy body without saying a word, and carried the corpses all over the ground one by one in the field, and everyone also shed tears, and silently joined the ranks of moving corpses, only Zhu Ziming was still laughing, although he couldn't make any sound, Jade Niang and Huajian gently came to his side, holding his hand left and right, giving silent comfort.

Zhu Ziming looked at the two lovers who were crying silently beside him with teary eyes, and gently hugged them in his arms, which was indescribably desolate and helpless.

relieved his depressed mood, and said to Yu Niang and Hua Jian: Sister Yu, Sister Tong has worried you, I'm fine, you see that Taizu Gong is so old, let's go help him!

The second daughter nodded silently, just when the three of them were about to turn around and move the corpse, Zhu Ziming was slightly surprised "puff", as if quite surprised, the second daughter looked at his eyes together, and found that the people who went out to look for Long Siyun came back, but what was puzzled was that it seemed to be carrying two people, and everyone was listless and stumbling.

He chuckled in his heart, thinking: It can't be that something big has happened! I didn't have time to think about it, so I quickly greeted it, and when I got closer, everyone was mixed with blood, without exception, the two lightly injured disciples carried two people on the soft collapse of the dead branches, and after thinking about it, no matter how calm he was, he panicked, and asked eagerly at everyone: What happened? What happened to Grandpa Long and Master Zega.

After listening to Zhu Ziming's question, everyone just sighed, and no one came out to answer his question, Zhu Ziming was anxious, grabbed the somewhat tired Shaolin Fang Gang led by him and asked: What happened to the master, what about the others?

Lichen glanced at Tie Minjun, who was standing beside Long Huitian and was a little demented, sighed and said: It's hard to say, we were ambushed, it's a long story, let's settle the two injured people first! Everyone was also injured in the dry season.

Zhu Ziming thought about it, he was really dizzy, and hurriedly asked them to bring Long Huitian and Zejia to the house to rest, and he followed closely behind, and came to the house together, seeing that the exhausted Tie Longyun was treating them separately at this time, and after diagnosing Zejia's pulse, he said in surprise: Who did you meet, how could Master Zejia be so seriously injured! The inorganic Taoist on the side interrupted his questioning, and said eagerly: Don't ask, let's see if Long Daxia is still saved, he is more seriously injured!

As soon as Tie Longyun heard this, he glanced at the anxious and restless inorganic Taoist with some disbelief, he didn't understand why the inorganic Taoist said this, and then in his opinion, his apprentice's ability, he still knew, there are very few people who can match it on the rivers and lakes, but he still came to Long Huitian's side, his hand just caught Long Huitian's pulse, he was shocked and immediately retracted his hand, and looked at the people behind him in surprise, and as if he didn't believe it, he gently put it up, this time he was sure that he was not diagnosing wrong, and sadly glanced at the granddaughter Min'er who was standing aside, dementia, tears flowed, and he was much older in an instant, and he was about to stand up, but he almost fell to the ground, Zhu Ziming saw all these details, grabbed Tie Longyun's hand, and asked with a slight cry: Taizu Gong, what's wrong with grandpa, you are talking!

Tie Longyun shook his head with tears in his eyes, and said softly: The meridians have been broken, and there is no power to return to the sky!

Zhu Ziming was shocked, he couldn't accept this reality, and said loudly in disbelief: You are talking nonsense, I don't believe it, Grandpa Long will be fine, instantly let go of the hand that grabbed Tie Longyun, helped Long Huitian, who was lying upright on the bed, sat on his back, and began to use his own skills to heal him, at the same time, poor Min'er After hearing her grandfather say that she was powerless to return to heaven, her last hope turned into a bubble, and she could no longer support her to pass out, but fortunately, the people next to her quickly supported her so that she would not fall to the ground.

The righteous daughter Gu Yue and Yun hurriedly stepped forward to help her to the bed, knelt beside the bed and wept silently, at this time, I saw Tie Longyun trembling and coming to the fainted granddaughter Min'er, with tears in her eyes, after checking the pulse for her to make sure that she was okay, she said to Gu Yue and Yun beside her: She is fine, let her have a good rest! She is too tired.

When he looked up, he saw that Zhu Ziming was still in tears and unwilling to heal Long Huitian, and said with a little sadness: Tian'er is useless, don't waste your efforts, let him go calmly! You can only try to increase his pain.

Zhu Ziming stubbornly yelled: I don't, Grandpa Long, he'll be fine, I must save him!

Tears are like a flood that has burst the embankment, and everyone knows that his relationship with Long Huitian is not a relative but a relative, and it follows him.

About half an hour later, with a cough from Long Huitian, he woke up from a coma who was seriously injured, and glanced at everyone present in great pain, his eyes glanced anxiously, as if he was looking for someone, Tie Longyun knew that he was looking for Zhu Ziming, and immediately said: Tian'er, are you looking for Ming'er, he is behind you!

He wanted to turn around, but he couldn't turn around, Tie Longyun immediately stepped forward to support him, let Zhu Ziming come to his eyes, and said to Zhu Ziming in great pain: There is a traitor! Then regardless of whether Zhu Ziming heard it or not, he looked at his beloved wife Min'er, who was unconscious on the side, and with the blood spurting out from the corner of his mouth, he unwillingly opened his eyes and died.

Zhu Ziming also passed out because he couldn't accept this fact, and the scene was indescribably heavy.

When he woke up the next morning, he lay on the bed and stared at the roof, remembering all the things he had since the first time he met the dragon and returned to the sky, and his eyes were wet with tears.

Suddenly, I remembered the last three words that my grandfather said before he died, and I felt very uneasy, and I thought, could it be that my grandfather was plotted by others? Otherwise, with grandpa's cultivation, even if he is not defeated, he can get out, by the way, he must have been plotted by others, otherwise grandpa would never have been so easily beaten to serious injuries and killed.