"Hahahaha"

When the ordinary heard this, he let out a long laugh and said disdainfully: "Don't forget the dust, you ruthless, unjust, despicable and shameless person, you don't even let go of your wife and children, will you still let me go, you want to use me to blackmail her, but in her heart, there has never been such a number one person as me, you miscalculated." With that, he let out a long roar, stretched out his hand and pinched a sword trick, and pulled out the Seven Star Dragon Yuan.

The divine soldier is out of the sheath, and the light is shining,

"Broken. ”

Ordinary shouted, the light of the seven-star dragon abyss skyrocketed, and it was slammed by the ordinary from top to bottom, and suddenly thousands of colorful streamers bloomed, slashing at the mist.

"Sting. ”

With a crackling sound, the ethereal, incomparably flexible mist light shield shattered in half.

"You, you're not hurt. ”

Mo Wuchen stared at him in surprise, his face suddenly turned pale,

"Just nine ghost fires, can you hurt me? ”

Ordinary sneered, the divine light in his eyes skyrocketed, and the seven-star dragon yuan cut through the sky, and slashed straight towards Mo Wuchen's neck,

"Not good. ”

Seeing this, Mo Wuchen screamed, his body turned halfway, and fled like a wisp of green smoke.

"Shushan swordsmanship, you have entered the Shushan faction. ”

Mo Wuchen saw the sword marks, and his heart was shocked, he didn't expect that expelling him from the division back then not only did not let him die, but instead made him meet a strange fate, and his ability was more than ten times higher than before.

Compared with the Shushan faction, the Shangqing faction is not really an ant.

At this moment, Mo Wuchen's heart was full of mixed feelings, including envy, remorse, and even deep jealousy.

If Pingfan is really a disciple of Shushan, then he must not get out alive.

Otherwise, once this matter spreads, there will be a disaster in the Shangqing Palace.

"Let's go up together and kill him. ”

At this time, the Qingxuan Daoist also obviously realized that something was wrong, and shouted loudly, and rushed to the ordinary first, and the eight Daoists heard this, and did not dare to slack off, and joined the battle group one after another.

After more than two hundred years, what the Qing Xuan Daoist made was still his proud magic weapon Fog Shadow Tianluo, but after many years, this magic weapon had already been refined by him into a real magic weapon, and the ordinary sword was cut up, but only a small gap was cut, and the eight Taoists behind him also attacked at this time,

"Shameless. ”

When the ordinary saw it, he was furious, and in a hurry, he had to stretch out his fingers and flick it, and sacrificed the innate qi rune, the talisman flew into the air, and when he landed, a burst of brilliance flashed, turning into a huge golden whirlpool, blocking the ordinary behind, the eight Taoists saw it, and hurriedly withdrew their hands, two of them could not close the momentum, and the magic weapon was rolled up by the whirlpool, and disappeared without a trace.

"What a treasure. ”

Seeing this, the Qingxuan Daoist couldn't help but secretly praise, his eyes showed a strong greed, the two Taoists lost the magic weapon, and they were extremely angry, and they were extremely angry at the moment, and they escaped the light at the moment, fighting with ordinary spells, and there were strong enemies under the ordinary, Rao is mana is profound, far better than any of the eight people, at this time, they couldn't help but be stretched, and they were in a hurry, and the Qingxuan Daoist laughed and shouted: "Fellow Daoists, as long as this kid dies, everyone has a share in the treasures on his body." When everyone heard this, they were all overjoyed, and when they made a move, they naturally became more and more ruthless.

At the time of chaos, the Qingxuan Daoist was empty, and drank a "go", a thunderbolt fell from the sky, and with a "boom", it hit the ordinary chest, and the ordinary was hit by the thunder, and the chest was concave, and the muscles on both sides rolled up, looking indescribably hideous and terrifying, at the same time, another green-robed Taoist sneak attack succeeded, and slashed in the ordinary left chest, the man hit the hand, laughed, and said:

"I hit this kid, I hit it"

Before he finished speaking, the man suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart, a white light flashed, and suddenly pierced from his back heart to his chest, the man screamed, watching the white light pass through his heart, turned into a long sword and returned to the hands of the ordinary, a strong fear suddenly surged in his mind, he stared at the ordinary, desperately trying to finish the second half of the sentence, and finally rolled his eyes and fell from the air,

This Dao person, the rest of the people couldn't help shouting in unison, and they all withdrew a few steps, and a trace of fear appeared in the eyes of the Qingxuan Daoist, and then shouted loudly: "Fellow Daoists, there is one less person in front of you, so let's not hurry up." When everyone heard this, their enthusiasm rose again, and they shouted to attack the ordinary,

After another moment, the ordinary's right shoulder was struck, the arm bone "clicked", and it was broken, and the ordinary, with a muffled snort, the sword was handed over to his left hand, and with a "snort", the head of a Taoist was cut off, and the blood in the neck of the Taoist was sprayed, and a huge body slowly softened, and the Qingxuan Taoist said: "Okay, there is one less person who robs the baby." While speaking, his left palm flipped suddenly, and a turquoise flying knife shot out, nailed into the ordinary lower abdomen, and the blood suddenly gushed out unstoppably, and the ordinary smiled miserably, and said secretly: "I can't imagine that I have killed countless enemies in my life, and in the end I will die in the hands of such villains." ”

He was distracted, and his heart suddenly felt a sharp pain, and he was bypassed the defense range of the innate Qi Rune, a sword pierced from the shoulder blade, and pierced out of the lower abdomen, and he screamed with a backhand sword, splitting the person in half, and shouted: "I will cut myself off, and I will not die at the hands of the rats." ”

But by this time, everyone had already sent their surnames, and everyone had red eyes, especially everyone present, who coveted his treasures all over his body, so they heard his shout, but who was willing to keep his hand, a "ping pong" In the sound, the ordinary body was seriously injured in two places, and among the remaining five Taoists, there was also one dead and one injured, the injured person's face was pale, lying in a pool of blood and screaming, both hands and feet, have been cut off by the ordinary body, Rao is everyone is ruthless, killing countless people, at this time they can't help but look sideways, showing a frightened face,

When everything was silent, suddenly a figure rushed to the wind like the wind, and a blue flame shot towards the waistcoat on the ordinary face, and the ordinary didn't have to look back, just know that it was Mo Wuchen who made a sneak attack, stretched out his fingers, and the Seven Star Dragon Yuan screamed, came out of his hand, and smashed the blue flame, and the Seven Star Dragon Yuan smashed the blue flame, and did not stop, and shot towards Mo Wangchen,

Who knew that this sword stabbed out, Mo Wuchen was already prepared, his body shrank, and he had already drilled into the soil, this sword naturally stabbed into the air, Mo Wuchen dodged the pursuit, a sneer came out of his nose, and with a raised left hand, a faint blue light suddenly appeared, "Snort" With a sound, the ordinary left leg was cut off in two, and the blood suddenly gushed out like a spring, Mo Wuchen hit his hand, and did not stay, the blue light flashed in his palm, and his right leg was also cut off, Mo Wuchen broke his legs one after another, and his heart was extraordinary, and he laughed at the moment, put the blue light in the ordinary neck, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Ping, you still don't surrender." ”

Hearing this, Ping Fan shook his head with a wry smile, threw down his long sword casually, and said to Qingxuan Daoist: "Qingxuan old thief, you have won." Qingxuan Daoist smiled and said: "Boy, who told you not to give birth to eyes, you want to go against Lao Tzu, and now that you are dying, what else do you have to say." Ping Fan smiled miserably and said: "I'm not good at learning, what else can I say, it's a hero, give me a refreshing one." ”

"Good. ”

Hearing this, the Qingxuan Daoist nodded, stretched out his hand, and a blue sword light slowly formed, slashing down at the ordinary neck, the ordinary closed his eyes, and in an instant, a thousand thoughts came to his heart,

Yes, at the moment when death was coming, he didn't have half a bit of fear, nor a trace of sadness, and in his heart, there was only the woman named Shen Qingli left.

It's just—

Her heart, her people, have been given to the man named Mo Wuchen, and she can no longer tolerate the slightest place for others.

At this moment, in his mind, countless past events surfaced: since childhood, he lost his son, apprenticed to Shangqing, was infatuated with his sister, suffered humiliation, and was expelled from the school, he once stubbornly thought that after more than two hundred years, he had completely left her behind, but in the end he found that although he had gone around the world, he still couldn't forget her in the end.

At this moment, he seemed to be immersed in the past, and he never wanted to wake up again.

In my life, from not having a happy day, from childhood to adulthood, it has been accompanied by pain, confusion, and sadness

If death can avoid all this, then what is there to be afraid of death?

I was born in Si, I grew up in Si, the glory of my life starts from this, and ends here, what am I not satisfied with?

Maybe, there is,

At this moment, he suddenly turned his head and looked at the corner of the firewood room, his eyes stopped at the woman's body, he knew that this was his last look before he died, he only hoped to get some comfort from Shen Qingli's expression, and after a look, he saw that her eyes moved from her daughter's body, and she was staring at herself for a moment, her eyes showed a very anxious concern, and she was happy in her ordinary heart, under the miserable green sword light, but she saw her face red, and suddenly turned her head, looking at Mo Wuchen stupidly, the silver-white moonlight, sprinkled on the bodies of the two, for no reason it seemed so harmonious,

Cruel harmony,

Although she knew that as long as she died, it would be her turn next, even if she knew that the man in front of her had never had her in his heart, he still loved so deeply and had no regrets.

Only oneself has always been just a superfluous person, standing alone in a pool of blood, lonely waiting for death to come,

As he has always lived in solitude,

It turns out that even if I die, I still can't forget her,

Why bother, why bother,

"Hahahaha"

At this moment, he looked at the green and faint sword light above his head, and laughed wildly,

『三七 Chinese .〗 Hanyu pinyin "三七 Chinese" is simple and easy to remember