Lin's soul devouring body, after killing the six core clansmen of the Fuji family, did not return to the body as quickly as possible.

In the place where the body was stored, Wang Lin slowly opened his eyes, he was silent for a while, and at the moment when he killed the middle-aged man just now, he saw a figure that shocked his heart.

If he is not mistaken, this person is Wang Zhuo.

The woman next to Wang Zhuo is the daughter of the middle-aged man, she is with Wang Zhuo, the two obviously have a certain relationship, Wang Lin's eyes flashed, put away the forbidden flag, the ancient mirror, took back the devil, and then with a pause, his body flew up and stepped on the mosquito beast, and his consciousness swept away, and he immediately found the woman who was with Wang Zhuo.

The direction in which the woman walked was not Fujijia Castle, but towards the border of the neighboring country.

Wang Lin pondered for a moment and chased after him.

Fuji Xiuxiu's eyes showed a sad look, although she ran, but the tears could not stop flowing, she didn't know what happened to her father, but she had an ominous premonition in her heart, this feeling pressed on the bottom of her heart, almost making her breathless.

Wang Zhuo's heart was even more complicated, he saw the people of the Fuji family die one by one, although his heart was extremely happy, but at this moment, he didn't know why, not only did he not feel happy, but he had a deep worry.

Wang Zhuo's body was shocked, he stopped, closed his eyes, and the scene of the whole clan being killed by Fujihuayuan was echoed in his mind.

When Teng Xiuxiu saw Wang Zhuo stop, she hurriedly stopped, biting her lower lip and looking at Wang Zhuo, the only thing she can rely on now is this man, her husband.

After a little. Wang Zhuo opened his eyes. Slap yourself hard a few times. He wanted to wake himself up completely. He reminded himself over and over again in his heart. Fuji family. It's the enemy. Even Fujihidehide. I don't have any feelings for her.

As long as it's a member of the Fuji family. Damn it!

Fuji Xiuxiu hurriedly stepped forward to stop Wang Zhuo. Tears flowed uncontrollably.

Wang Zhuo forcibly hardened his heart. Arm flick. Throw Fujihide's hand aside. Said coldly, "You go." Since then. You and I don't have anything to do with each other anymore. ”

Fujihide's eyes showed a look of despair. looked at Wang Zhuo in a daze. He didn't even notice that his teeth were biting out his lower lip to blood. She was like a tearful person. stepped forward and wanted to grab Wang Zhuo's hand.

But. Wang Zhuo once again stepped out of the way. He said coldly, "You're not leaving, are you?" He turned. In the opposite direction. Fly away slowly.

Teng Xiuxiu looked at Wang Zhuo's back blankly, the despair in her eyes became more and more intense, her heart, like a knife cut, tingling, under this sting, her face rose a sickly ruddy, spurting out a mouthful of blood, the whole person shook a few times, and her face was pale and steady.

In fact, at the moment when Wang Zhuo turned around, his heart ached as if it was torn apart, but the scene of the death of the clansman made him have no choice at all, at this moment, the pain in Wang Zhuo's heart was absolutely no less than that of Fuji Xiuxiu.

Teng Xiuxiu smiled miserably, she looked at Wang Zhuo, and called softly: "Don't leave ......"

Wang Zhuo's body trembled, he clenched his fists, turned around sharply, and yelled at Fuji Xiuxiu: "Get out!"

After saying that, his whole person quickly galloped away, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Blood flowed from the corners of Fuji Xiuxiu's mouth again, she glanced deeply at the direction where Wang Zhuo disappeared, and turned around with a miserable smile, showing a blank look in her eyes.

Although the world is big, she doesn't know where to go, the two most important men around her, one lives and dies unknown, and the other leaves her behind, which is no different from the sky falling for a woman.

Wang Zhuo flew all the way, and after more than ten miles, his fist had already clenched blood, and the figures of the clansmen before their deaths shook in his eyes one by one, and then the figure of Fuji Xiuxiu and the desperate eyes gradually replaced the clansmen......

After a long time, Wang Zhuo's body fell to the ground, kowtowed a few times in the direction of the former family town, and said bitterly: "Father, mother, child...... Unfilial piety!"

After he finished speaking, he closed his eyes, shed two tears, stood up silently, and turned to chase after Fujihide.

At the moment of turning around, he seemed to see his clansmen, especially his parents, showing distress at him, pointing at his nose one by one, calling him a traitor, a rebel son of the Wang family.

Wang Zhuo's heart had been torn in half, he chased towards Teng Xiuxiu miserably, and it didn't take long for him to see Teng Xiuxiu flying blankly, she seemed to have checked, and looked back at Wang Zhuo in a daze, and her eyes gradually showed tenderness.

It's just that at the moment when the two of them just got together, a killing aura slowly came from the sky. I saw a huge demon beast, a young man with white hair fluttering in the wind, staring coldly.

Behind him, there were countless corpses of the vine family, and the smell of blood, as this person approached, it was extremely strong.

Teng Xiuxiu's face suddenly turned pale, and she subconsciously hid behind Wang Zhuo, her delicate body trembling slightly.

Wang Zhuo stared at the white-haired young man with a look of disbelief in his eyes.

"You...... You are Wang Lin!!"

"Wang Zhuo

Lin jumped and fell from the mosquito beast, standing in front of Wang Zhuo, casually glancing at the woman behind him.

Wang Zhuo subconsciously stood in front of the woman, looking at Wang Lin, his eyes showed a complicated color, and after a long time, he whispered: "I should have guessed a long time ago that only you can have the strength to avenge your clansmen." ”

Wang Lin was silent for a moment and said softly, "Wang Zhuo, I'm sorry. ”

Wang Zhuo smiled bitterly, shook his head and said, "If you and I had said this back then, I wouldn't have forgiven you, but now...... We have only one enemy, and that is Fujihua Yuan. ”

Wang Lin showed a hint of coldness in his eyes, and said slowly: "Tenghuayuan, he can't run, the entire Teng family, no one can run!"

Fuji Xiuxiu's body trembled, and despite the fear in her heart, she still gritted her teeth and asked softly, "I...... My father he ......"

"Shut up!" Wang Zhuo frowned, stopped Teng Xiu from speaking beautifully, and said to Wang Lin calmly: "She is your sister-in-law......"

Without waiting for Wang Zhuo to finish speaking, Wang Lin said calmly: "Your father, you shouldn't be surnamed Teng." ”

Fuji Xiuxiu's body trembled, and she looked at Wang Lin's gaze, revealing a deep hatred.

As soon as Wang Zhuo heard this, he already knew that Wang Lin knew the identity of Teng Xiuxiu, and the complexity in his heart was even stronger.

Wang Lin was silent for a while, looked at the sunset on the horizon, and said slowly: "Wang Hao, are you still in the Xuandao Sect?"

Wang Zhuo shook his head and said bitterly: "He didn't succeed in getting married...... Already...... He's dead. ”

Wang Lin closed his eyes, sighed lightly, and said softly: "You and her, leave Zhao Kingdom." After speaking, he didn't even look at Wang Zhuo, turned around and jumped, and flew onto the mosquito beast.

Everyone has their own ambitions, and Wang Zhuo's series of actions have clearly expressed his thoughts, he doesn't want Fuji Xiuxiu to die.

Wang Zhuo looked at Wang Lin's figure, the complex color in his eyes was even stronger, and the scenes of tragic deaths of his clansmen and parents echoed in his heart, as if all the clansmen were staring at him directly, scolding him for being a traitor to the Wang family.

Wang Zhuo smiled miserably, turned around and glanced at Teng Xiuxiu, and suddenly, his heart sank, and he saw a trace of hidden hatred in Teng Xiuxiu's eyes.

Wang Zhuo was silent, with a hint of tenderness in his eyes, and said softly: "Xiuxiu, let's go." As he spoke, his right hand gently stroked Fujihide's long hair.

Teng Xiuxiu was stunned, and tears flowed in her eyes again, since she had been with Wang Zhuo for so many years, this was the first time that Wang Zhuo called her Xiuxiu.

It's just that her smile froze in the next moment, and Wang Zhuo's right hand pressed on Fuji Xiuxiu's heavenly spirit, and her spiritual power spit out, which immediately broke his wife's vitality.

Fujihidehide died without pain, she died in the arms of her beloved......

Holding the body of his dead wife, Wang Zhuo's eyes showed a sad look, he glanced at the direction where Wang Lin disappeared, and muttered to himself: "Wang Lin, I will not become a traitor to the Wang family, let alone let the Teng family bloodline have even the slightest remnant." ”

As he spoke, he knelt down in the direction of his hometown, kowtowed a few times, slapped his palm on his forehead, cut off the vitality in his body, a wisp of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he looked at his wife in his arms lovingly, and fell.

"Xiuxiu, don't be afraid, I'll accompany you......"

Wang Lin stepped on the mosquito beast, his body trembled suddenly, and he clearly felt that the point of light representing Wang Zhuozhi in his divine consciousness disappeared. He was silent for a moment, his body flashed, and he disappeared above the mosquito beast.

When he appeared, he was already standing next to the corpses of Wang Zhuo and his wife, Wang Lin looked at the two of them in a daze, his heart was full of complicated colors, Wang Zhuo's choice, he already understood that he must be struggling between his relatives and his lover, and finally he could only kill his lover with his own hands to fill the guilt of his relatives in his heart.

At the same time, after his wife died, he had to die once to make the love for his wife in his heart come to a happy end.

Wang Lin was silent, his right hand was on Wang Zhuo's eyebrows, and gradually, a faint soul fire that could dissipate at any time floated out of Wang Zhuo's forehead and was caught in Wang Lin's hand.

He sighed and disappeared in place.

Zhao Guojing, there is a huge mansion in the northeast, here, is the famous Wang family in the capital, at this moment, in the Wang family, there is a young man with white hair, this person is as transparent as ever, walking in the courtyard, any servant, all ignore him.

After walking for a while, the white-haired young man came to an attic in another courtyard, and in the room, there was a woman lying on the bed, her lower abdomen bulging slightly, obviously pregnant.

The young man looked at it for a while, and there was a silent cloud of white light in his hand, he sighed lightly, and with a wave of his right hand, the white light drifted into it through the attic and into the woman's belly.

and the baby in the womb that has not yet formed and has not produced a soul gradually merges......

"As a human being in the world, we must step into the realm of cultivation, and maybe one day in the future, you and I will meet one day. The white-haired young man muttered to himself and turned to leave.