There is this possibility.
But not sure!
Temporarily suppressing the chaotic mood in his heart, Ye Wuque closed his eyes again, and the power of the soul poured in and continued to listen to Fang Qingyang's last words.
"Little Master..."
"I'm sorry……"
"I'm sorry..."
Fang Qingyang's wild laugh turned into a horrible cry, with deep guilt and trembling in his tone!
"But I can't help it..."
"I'm not reconciled... I'm really not reconciled..."
"I have lost everything..."
"Lost the inheritance... Lost the inheritance magic weapon... Lost Junior Sister... Lost all glory..."
"Only by relying on the seven colorful secret treasures buried together by the little master, with their powerful and mysterious power, can we fight Long Qianqiu..."
"I really can't do it... this is the best hope... even if it is pointed out by thousands of people and scolded by thousands of people! Even if it is frantic and inferior to pigs and dogs! I have to fight for my breath! I have to defeat Long Qianqiu!!!"
Fang Qingyang's voice became crazy and resentful again!
This is a person who has been completely dazzled by hatred.
"Hahahahaha..."
"The mysterious colorful secret treasure possessed by the mysterious little uncle is indeed invincible in the world!!"
"Measure the sky ruler! Xuan Shenyin! Water and fire seven love fan! Seven-color seven-killing Tiangang gourd... Even if it is just a piece of jade slip incidental, it is amazing!"
Fang Qingyang's voice gradually became excited and amazed. He recited the names of the colorful secret treasures, and by the way told the origin of the jade slips, as if it had regained its glory!
Ye Wuque finally understood why this jade slip of the soul has the imprint of colorful auspicious clouds on it. Obviously, it belongs to the same series as this colorful secret treasure, and it is the funerary of Fang Qingyang's little master uncle's grave.
"With the power of the Colorful Secret Treasure, I turned the tide, fought Long Qianqiu, broke his killing game, succeeded in fighting, and struggling for myself..."
"At that moment, I raised my eyebrows! At that moment, I thought well! I saw a whole new hope..."
"I believe that even if I escape from the ancient league, with the colorful secret treasures of the little uncle, as long as I am given time, I will be able to rise! I will be able to kill again and completely revenge..."
"Hateful!!"
"Blue Devil Ancient Poison!! Blue Devil Ancient Poison!!!"
"Long Qianqiu! You despicable and shameless beast!! A beast with a thousand swords!!"
The last words are here, and are completely in line with the beginning.
Even Ye Wuque, who listened, felt that this Fang Qingyang was too lucky and too miserable. First, he was robbed of everything, lost all glory, and then lost his lover. He finally found the colorful secret treasure, regained his power, and killed After going out of the siege, I thought I could escape from birth, and started all over again, but I didn't expect that he was very poisonous and died soon.
It is true and sad!
"My body is very poisonous, and my thoughts are ashamed. The pain and despair when the poison is on my body completely sinks me..."
"I stumbled and stumbled, fleeing numbly all the way, and my cultivation base is increasingly disintegrated, and even a few little thieves can't deal with it! Unexpectedly, unexpectedly..."
Fang Qingyang laughed with tears, seeming to mock herself crazy.
"Almost all of the colorful secret treasures were robbed! Only one colorful seven-slaying heavenly gourd is left! Even the relics of the little uncle have not been kept! I am just a waste!!!"
Hearing this, Ye Wuque was also speechless!
This is no longer a sad reminder!
It's simply being possessed by the gods.
No wonder he has fallen to this point, desperate and depressed, and in the end it is estimated that all his thoughts are lost, and this is the last seven-color seven-slaying Tiangang gourd also sold in exchange for some crystals and detoxification pills.
The dying struggle was useless.
"In my life... the first half of my life was radiant, dazzling, and I made my mark in the ancient league, and I got the position of a spiritual man all the way through the pass..."
"In the second half of my life, I lost everything and was beaten to jail. It was so miserable that I could only die in such a dilapidated restaurant..."
"Hahahahahaha..."
Fang Qingyang's voice began to become intermittent, with a more painful growl, his strength seemed to have been almost exhausted, the horrible destructive power of the Blue Devil's ancient poison had already been used, and the bones in his body began to corrode.
The painful growl finally turned into a stern roar!
With the last words here, Fang Qingyang has begun to endure unimaginable pain!
"Junior sister... Junior sister..."
After a long time, Fang Qingyang's voice finally sounded again, but it was almost inaudible. He shouted these two words, and there was a faint calmness and comfort in his miserable voice.
It seemed that when the last moment of his life was approaching, his junior sister gave him the last touch of comfort, even if it was just a title.
Ye Wuque also sighed slightly.
This Fang Qingyang is also a seed of infatuation, a bit like him.
Whenever the night is quiet, Ye Wuque no longer misses his beloved under the starry sky, and meditates on the three words "Jade Jiaoxue"!
"Junior Sister... I'm about to... die..."
"But I still... can't let go... you..."
Fang Qingyang's weak voice was trembling, and it seemed to be muttering like a dream. It was obvious that his will had begun to wilt and chaotic. .
"I lost everything... The only thing I can remember is you... Cough cough cough cough cough..."
"I leave this last word...Always carry a trace of extravagant hope..."
"My Fang Qingyang... don't want to be so... dead... silently..."
"Junior sister...junior sister...if you could see...my...last words...that would be great..."
"Junior sister... I, I... tell you..."
"You must, must go to... the top of the sky... to find... to find... Little Master's... grave..."
"In the grave of the little and little uncle... there are... there are... big secrets..."
"The death of the little uncle...unusual...not so...simple...very likely...related to...the mystery of the colorful secret treasure..."
When Fang Qingyang said this, Ye Wuque's heart was shocked again! !
There is a big secret in the grave of the little uncle! !
The death of Xiao Shishu is not so simple! !
It is very likely to be related to the mystery of Colorful Secret Treasure! !
These three sentences alone made it difficult for Ye Wuque to calm down!
He immediately had judgment in his heart!
Even if Fang Qingyang, the dead little uncle, was not the creature with colorful auspicious clouds behind it in the bronze mirror, the two must have a mysterious relationship.
And this relationship is related to the Colorful Secret Treasure!
The previous clues are all connected together! !
All pointed to Fang Qingyang's tomb on the top of Tianmang!
"In any case, I'm going to have a look at the grave where Fang Qingyang, the little uncle, was buried!
In an instant, Ye Wuque made a decision in his heart!
But this so-called "top of the sky" is obviously in the "ancient league" that Fang Qingyang said!
So where is this ancient league?
If you don't find the Ancient League, you will never reach the top of the sky.
this is a big problem!
Ye Wuque's brows frowned slightly!
"Junior sister... Junior sister..."
"I also stole... an original seed in the ancient league..."
"Because I originally planned to... after I re-emerged... I would smash the outer membrane... Use this primitive seed... to mix in it... re...re...just right...return to...in the ancient league ..."
"No way..."
"This...primordial seed...I can't use it anymore..."
"I will... put it... and Yujian... together..."
"Maybe God will...pity...I...once..."
"Maybe...Junior Sister...you...really...can...see...this jade slip..."
"Junior sister... Junior sister..."
"I... well... miss you..."
"really miss you……"
Fang Qingyang's soul memorial is so far, all over.
Ye Wuque opened his eyes again, took the jade slip from the forehead, looked at Qing Yang's body above the ground again, and sighed slightly in his heart.
This Fang Qingyang was really unlucky, and the ending was miserable.
But Ye Wuque quickly resurfaced the current problem in his heart!
Although I found an important clue!
But what exactly is this "Ancient League" in Fang Qingyang's mouth? Where is it?
Ye Wuque has no clue for the time being.
But suddenly, his gaze subconsciously looked at the golden glass ball that he had been holding tightly in his other hand, knowing that this should be the original seed mentioned in Fang Qingyang's last words.
"and many more!"
"According to Fang Qingyang, this primitive seed seems to be a way to return to the'Ancient League'?"
Ye Wuque suddenly raised his brows!
He stared at the golden glass beads that gave him a strange sense of familiarity, and the contents of Fang Qingyang's last words sounded, and his heart suddenly moved.
With a click, Ye Wuque's palm exerted a slight force, and this golden glass bead was crushed!
To be precise, the outermost layer, the "outer membrane" in Fang Qingyang's last words, was broken.
Hum! !
Next moment!
A golden brilliance suddenly rose from the broken outer membrane, and at the same time, a strong aura spread out!
At the moment when he felt this breath, the pupils under Ye Wuque's cloak shrank violently, and his face even showed an incredible shock!
"This, this is..."
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