Vol 4 Chapter 209: Hateful hatred, black scorpion

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Feng Ling rode the horse, stepping closer to him, next to him, followed by the complex Yuelu East. From the face of Ye Wuchen, they did not see the anger and despair, but laughter, a mocking ridicule. This kind of laugh made them powerless, almost no face and courage to touch his eyes. He has ridiculed their qualifications, and at this time he is forced to do so, but they do not have the joy of any winners, and the heavy weight is like pressing a huge boulders.
Stopped in front of him ten steps, the wind sighed long, I do not know whether it is a pity, or lamented the of war, the of the gods, and the tragic death of countless guards and horses, still lamented that all this finally has an ending, Or something else. He slowly said: "I am a man of this wind... except my father and the wind predecessors who have just died in your hands, have never served people, today, for you... I heard that you were passed on to God, I I’m just a little interested. Now I know that the gap between me and you is too far. The person who can make me convinced is the most you.

"The gale palace that the masters gather can't keep you, the of war can't kill you, but you can kill it, the 10,000-strong army can't keep you, and you can't get through it in the blink of an eye. You, let you break through the city, the five thousand cavalry guarded in the west of the city still can't stop you... Now even the whole army is over... I still want to know, who else can kill you in this world."
Who else can kill him... Even the people who are killed by the war gods, who else can kill him! ?
Ye Wuchen did not speak, and seemed to disdain to talk with him. The sarcasm in his eyes was more and more pleasant.
"If we are not an enemy, I will definitely want to be friends with you. Now, the only thing I can do is to see you off in person." He looked away and said quietly: "Your sister has abandoned me, but I will never give up her, and I will not blame her. I will still be good to her and take care of her life. If your Tianlong country is destroyed by my strong wind, I will try my best to protect your family. You can rest assured. Let's go."
Finally, I saw Ye Wuchen, he turned and his right hand slowly lifted. Countless arrows aim at Ye Wuchen, as long as his hand falls, he will make a thousand arrows.
"Wind Ling..." Ye Wuchen sneered at his back, a word, a word, and said: "Tell the wind, tell all the people of Fengjia, if I am not dead today... ... come to Japan, I will make you a windy..."
"Wan - robbery - no - complex!!"
Suddenly, there is a strong cold in the air. It is a kind of cold that grows from the depths of the heart. The cold gushes from the bottom of my heart. It runs along the spine, limbs, and blood to every corner of the body, making their bodies involuntarily. Hit one after another chills. The body of Feng Ling suddenly froze, and the low voice of the haze, like the roar of and resentment, made his soul shudder, and did not even have the courage to look back at him. The right hand slowly falls down in the trembling...
"You are right... you are a windy country, no one wants to kill me... no one thinks!!"
At the moment when Feng Ling’s arm fell, Ye Wuchen hugged the snow tightly on his chest and turned over, falling to the abyss behind him. At the moment of the darkness, one after another appeared in his mind. When Yan Mengmeng appeared as a dreamlike shadow, his heart was sour and soft, using the power of the soul, completely erased the soul contract that they were forced to establish.
Ye Wuchen originally thought that this charm family could easily be lifted by the soul contract that could never be lifted. He doesn't like Yan Yanmen's feelings for himself to be built on this soul contract first, but hopes that her feelings come from her heart, but he has not been lifted in order to know her position at any time. But for her life, he finally wiped it out completely, because there is a soul contract, if he dies, she will follow.
The wind that heard the sound turned and slammed, just to see the moment they jumped together. He hurriedly jumped from the horse and endured the pain in his chest to the edge of the broken soul, but only to see the darkness. Their bodies have long been swallowed up by the boundless darkness.
Yue Yudong walked to the edge of the cliff to hold his body and sighed: "I expected him to choose this method of death. How can a person who can't kill even the of war, will die in our hands. To die, only I will choose to kill myself. The soul of the soul will not bottom out, even if the true falls, there will be no possibility of survival. If you have two lives, if you have two lives, you will never die, and you will never come up. ...His Royal Highness, let's go back."
Feng Ling stood there for a long time, only then sighed and turned away. He killed too many people in the windy country, but he finally did not die in their hands. For Ye Wuchen, Feng Ling did not feel hate at this time, only deep regret. And Yue Yudong and those who have complicated looks are not the case.
The crowd began to fade like a tide. Leave this bottomless abyss that everyone fears. Once again, the soul of the soul has become silent, only the ghostly crying wind.
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"Hey... take my sister home... wait for me to come back-"
Three distant screams, such as heavy hammers, were heavily bombarded in the heart of the heart. These three shouts did not reach her ears, but passed directly to her heart, letting her stand there, eyes Lost the focal length. Her heart felt that he and Ningxue were making a final farewell with her, and his breath was weak to almost no existence.
And the breath of the heart is not so weak, it is as weak as the breath released by a small grass flower. But she still barely stood there. Every day, the movement of the sky, he and more and more do not understand, how much potential she has, and what strength is supporting her.
Daddy, the whole body is fierce, and the body that was originally swaying is even more crumbling. Because Ye Wuchen's breath suddenly disappeared completely at this moment... no more than a trace.
Sadness, pain, resentment... A moment of tears in my heart, this girl who never cries, finally shed tears, and her hatred, and murderousness, also infinite expansion in an instant... re-expanding...
The eyes, also suddenly shot the dark light, the person who locked in front of the eyes.
... If not him, how could he die... if not him... how could he...
The mind is in painful thoughts, despair and resentment fill every part of her body, every cell. Finally, faintly, she felt that her consciousness was getting more and more blurred, and a string in her heart was suddenly cut off.
The weak and unbearable body burst into the violent momentum and murderousness of the heavens and the earth in an instant of resentment. In this terrible momentum, Hao Tian could not help but step back, and the whole body fell like an ice cave, and his heart was in utter disappointment. The murderous murderer, as if the real blade was generally placed on his face, his indestructible body was sore.
When he first played against the heart of the full force, he did not feel such terrible momentum and murderousness... No, it should be said that even one tenth of the present is not.
The air is chaotic, and the wind becomes chaotic. It is already dusty in the blink of an eye within a few hundred meters. In the dust, the heart filled with endless hatred sent out a shrill scream, slowly raising the blade of heaven.
Ding……
The guilty heart in front of Haotian disappeared and appeared in his rear.
It wasn’t a teleportation, but the heart was moving at an incredible speed, passing by him, and the sky remained in its original position, without any reaction, but in a short silence, he did not look back. Even his expressions and physical movements have not changed at all, as they have been fixed by time.
The blade of heavenly punishment fell into the ground, and the thin and weak body threw itself in the dust in resentment. There was no more sound, and the tears that had already hanged on the face wet the ground.
"This is... legendary... black princess... black squatting in prison..."
A gust of wind blew, and the body of Haotian collapsed like a pile of bricks in the breeze, turning into blood and tiny bodies. The trembling whisper in the mouth became the last voice in his life.
He is a true god, or one of the gods of the gods. It is powerful enough to look down on everything in Tianchen, and even destroy a country. He never thought that his final destination...it was on Tianchen.
At that moment, he cut a whole ninety-nine knives on him with the blade of heavenly punishment, and broke his body into thousands. The speed of that moment, the world is discolored, and the ghosts are shocked.
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Darkness, abyss, forever.
"Cold?"
"Brother, hold me tight."
"... Cher, are you afraid?"
"I said it, I am not afraid at all, really, because my brother is with me."
The body is falling, the wind in the ear is whistling, and there is only the boundless darkness and warmth of the chest. He only held the snow tightly, tighter...
Unexpectedly, this abyss has a few times more aura than the ground, so that his body is slowly recovering. However, this little power of recovery did not repair his own ruined internal organs, because no matter how struggling, the moment of landing is the time of his death.
After a long, long time, the ears are still cold and whistling. Ye Wuchen opened his eyes and looked down.
"Brother, are we going to die?"
Ye Wuchen lingered for a long time, only smiled and said: "Do you know that in a lot of novels and movies, jumping off the cliff will not only die, but the best way to escape. So we... not necessarily die...

"Yeah." Ningxue softly responded, although she didn't know what novels and movies were.
Continue to fall for a long time, Ye Wuchen gently asked: "Snow... If my brother is gone, only you are alone, what do you do?"
"I will be so sad, I will go with my brother." Ningxue replied, but the soft voice is so determined.
Ye Wuchen looked down and gently shook his head: "If my brother is really gone, you must not do anything stupid, but instead be a substitute for your brother to live, okay?"
Ningxue: "..."
A slight airflow came from under the feet, and Ye Wuchen knew that the bottom of this broken soul had approached their feet. Judging from the airflow, under the feet, it is a hard land, without any luck - not water, not trees...
"I always know that if you leave you alone, you might as well be with you... leave the world. But when I have the ability to save you, I find that I still can't watch you being hurt. Snow Child... Obedient, don't die... Live for me... Listen to me, okay?"
Ye Wuchen stroked her face, hugged her, and kissed her on her face and forehead, and then she slammed her into her sky.
"Brother--" Ningxue screamed in panic, waving his hands and trying to catch him in the dark. Suddenly, a gentle wind came from underneath, letting her slow down slowly, and then slowing down...
Ye Wuchen turned all the power of Wuchen, which had just recovered, into the softest element of the wind, and supported the body of the falling snow. The speed of his own movement under the reaction was getting farther and farther away from her, but the wind he released was never Stop, and evenly slow down, squeezing every milligram of force left in your body, maintaining an upward wind.
boom……
... Is this the end? This height, at this speed, the body should have been torn apart...
His body finally succumbed to the bottom of the Broken Soul, and before he could feel the pain, the consciousness was completely broken in an instant.
The condensed snow fell lightly in the soft wind, and although it hurt the body, it did not suffer any harm. She is holding Ye Wuchen's body and making a cry of heartbreaking...
[Ye Wuchen: I will definitely be back! 】
[Gray Wolf: Roll! That is my line! 】
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