Chapter 69: Sixty-ninth

There was silence above the square, only occasional whispers: "Who is that man?"
"Speaking of the Devil Emperor, but how can he talk to Lord Qiufeng ..."
"Lord Qiufeng seems to know him?"
"It looks like it should be known."
Sang Lingxi clutched the wound tightly, and couldn't help but stunned: "Cough, that Demon Emperor seems to be ... It's Lu Xiao? The apprentice of Brother Si Shi? Hasn't he died long ago?"
Bai Hanyuan frowned, and said briefly: "It's him."
Qiu Yutong stared blankly at the person in front of him, and his mind was so chaotic to the extreme. After a long, long time, he could not help but took a step forward slowly, his voice trembling very loudly: "... Xiaoer, really you?"
Lu Xiao did not answer, but looked at him quietly, his eyes dark.
Qiu Yutong stared at him for a long time, murmured, "It's you, really you, you're still alive ..."
At this moment, ecstasy, shock, daze, helplessness, guilt, grief ... countless emotions, intertwined, just like a roaring sea wave, came to him overwhelmingly. Suppressively, trembling violently, at this moment, the flying peak of Shuo Xuecheng is like a leaf in the autumn wind, trembling almost unable to stand.
"You are still alive, still alive ..."
Lu Xiao looked at his extremely fragile appearance, only to feel that his breath was tight, unconsciously squeezed his fist, took a step forward slowly, and then finally was unbearable. Effortlessly crossed the deep gully and stood in front of Qiu Yutong.
He looked down at Qiu Yutong and said softly, "Master, it's me."
Qiu Yutong looked up at the black phoenix eyes, only to feel that his chest seemed to be gripped hard, almost unable to breathe, and even his vision was a little blurred, he gasped extremely hard, he wanted to raise his hand, he thought He hugged his little apprentice, but his arm sank so badly that it seemed to be filled with lead water and could hardly be lifted.
I dug the young apprentice's Nedan himself and pushed him into the cold lake. At this moment, how can I do it so casually ...
However, he really wanted to, and wanted to hug him, his little apprentice.
He wanted to hug him tightly, he wanted to tell him, sorry, sorry ...
Qiu Yutong raised his arms hard, and Lu Xiao immediately discovered his intentions. His pupils tightened involuntarily. A faint glory appeared in the dark phoenix eyes, and he couldn't help raising his arms gently, as if he wanted to To hold Qiu Yutong.
At this time, Xie Wanting said sharply, "Yutong, let go!"
Qiu Yutong has n’t responded yet, his body has opened slightly to the side-if the brother-in-chief said sharply, he never violated it, almost forming a subconscious conditioned reflex, but with his sideways, a pale golden sword Mang, suddenly flashed out of Xie Wanting's hand, puncturing Lu Xiao's throat!
Lu Xiao ignored the swordman, he just watched Qiu Yutong sideways, his dark eyes dimmed.
Then he moved.
No one can see his figure clearly. At this moment, Lu Xiao has arrived in front of Xie Wanting. He did n’t even draw his sword, but he quickly and violently caught Xie Wanting ’s throat.