Chapter 633: Say goodbye

"It's a great god!" The strength of Jiang Xiu's body is definitely the great perfection of the wind system of the Great Gods. The sword is filled with a fierce wind blowing forward.
"In the end what happened?"
The brain of the bird has been completely paralyzed. The maid of Jiang Xiu broke out the power that even the king of the king was afraid of, and Jiang Xiu actually reached the great in just a few months. Everything has surpassed the supremacy. It is expected that he feels that he does not know the world, and he is not at all understandable.
"Master, what is going on here?"
No one can't answer the question: "The river will never be targeted, and the result proves that he is right. His maid is not ordinary."
Jiang Xiu is very calm and more horrible.
"You really are goddess!"
At this moment, Shangguan Zhaorong has no way not to admit it.
"Do you want to kill me to prove this?" Her eyes flashed with pain, which is not a physical pain, but also a spiritual one.
Jiang Xiu’s eyes were cold and the sword continued to pierce.
He wants to kill her.
"You killed me, it is equal to killing Shangguan Zhaorong."
In the past, Jiang Xiu did not understand why the goddess came to behave like Shangguan Zhaorong, but he suddenly understood when Jiang Xiu and Laojiao mentioned the formation of the Xianwu continent after the arrival of the goddess.
The same reason is true for the goddess to occupy the body of Shangguan Zhaorong. Shangguan Zhaorong did not die from now on, but merged with the goddess.
The goddess is Shangguan Zhaorong, Shangguan Zhaorong is also a goddess, she has the memory of Shangguan Zhaorong, and also has the character of Shangguan Zhaorong, but also has the thoughts and memories of the goddess.
"Yes, killing you, you will kill Zhaorong."
Jiang Xiu's face is firm and his eyes are cold.
"But you are not really the Shangguan Zhaorong." Jiang Xiu said: "Tell me, what happened sixty years ago, what happened on the Tiandi Mountain?"
Shangguan Zhaorong looked at the long sword in the glare and continued to stab into the body. She was too weak. Just like on the earth, a half in a district could cremate her.
"No, I don't understand."
"The son, I am Zhao Rong."
The grief of her eyes, looking at Jiang Xiuquan is the color of pleading.
"Don't kill Zhao Rong."
Jiang Xiu said: "Speak, maybe, I will let you go."
"What to say?" Shangguan Zhaorong's face is painful: "Zhao Rong does not know what the son wants me to say, no, the son... it hurts, and Zhao Rong will die."
Jiang Xiu said: "What is your relationship with Cheng Lingran?"
"Zhao Rong does not know Cheng Lingran."
Jiang Xiu’s eyes flashed a bit of pain:
Why don’t you admit it, I have already seen it, I have already seen Cheng Lingran, you told me, are you Cheng Lingran?

"Zhao Rong really does not know Cheng Lingran."
Her painful face was distorted.
Jiang Xiu roared: "Enough, don't play, you are not such a powerful force on Shangguan Zhaorong, your true body has not come, if it comes, I believe it should be the Emperor level."
She shook her head in pain: "Really, son, I am really a mountain officer."
"If you don't admit it, then you will die."
Jiang Xiu’s eye-catching sword stabbed in a little bit. Her painful open mouth and the tip of the sword came out from behind. She was all over there, and any movement would bring severe pain.
"Leave her body!"
"Or else you will die!"
She shook her head and did not speak.
"Let's die together!"
"Ah!" She took the long sword that Jiang Xiu stabbed into her body, and suddenly pulled it out. The inside burst into a glaring glare, and her painful screams.
The light bursts open, and the entire mountain range, above nine days, is like a white scorpion, and the violent air waves are pushed forward to form a powerful shock wave like a tsunami.
"Zhao Rong!"
Jiang Xiu screamed in horror, rushed over with strong light, and helped her, Zhao Rong’s body was twitching, and blood rushed out of his mouth.
auzw.com "No, don't, don't die, don't die..."
"The son..."
Shangguan Zhaorong stretched out the slender palms and stroked Jiang Xiu as a marble face.
"Don't be sad, Zhao Rong is always yours."
There was a tear in her eyes.
"Zhao Rong!"
Jiang Xiu closed his eyes painfully and felt the gentleness of Zhao Rong’s last touch on his face.
"this is for you."
Her hand is a blood red remedy.
"what is this?"
Zhao Rong said with a hard time: "The true blood of the scorpion python."
Jiang Xiu said: "You are Zhao Rong?"
"Don't, don't forget Zhao Rong." There was a blood in her mouth, and her eyes closed, and the last trace of life was cut off. In the clouds above the sky, it slowly condensed into a cloud. A huge cloud of goddess.
"Zhao Rong..."
Jiang Xiu remembered the first time she saw her. At that time, Jiang Xiu looked at everything indifferently, thinking that this maid would be like a passing passenger in life, passing by, but at the moment, he is afraid that this life will be unforgettable.
"died?"
The two on the fly boat are also a bit stunned.
"In fact, Jiang did not want to kill her?" said the disciple. "Right? Master, it is she who finally draws her sword and does not pull the sword. It should be able to retain her life by means of Xianji."
Nothing nodded and nodded.
"Unfortunately, the sword is drawn. The maid should understand that the sword will die, but it is decided to pull the sword."
Jiang Xiu’s eyes dripped a tear.
Above the top of his head is a cloud of a condensed goddess. After Xie Ting’s fire on the earth, there is a cloud of goddess in the sky. It’s just Xie Ting’s death, and the goddess has survived. This time, I’m afraid it’s the same. The death is Shangguan. Zhao Rong, the goddess also survived, including the cloud image of the sky.
This may be a mystery, or it may be a protoss ability.
Jiang Xiu dug a deep and deep pit on the side, which was three feet deep, so that the body of Shangguan Zhaorong was spared from the snake worm. He wrote on the tombstone, the tomb of Shangguan Zhaorong, the indenter Jiang Xiu.
Perhaps the soul has been tarnished, but the body is clean, and it is completely owned by Shanguan Zhaorong.
Put a red candle in the grave and put a glass of wine.
Have a drink and pour a cup.
"It's also a good name for you!"
He sat on the grave, watched the sunrise and sunset, and did not know how long it took. When the sunset fell, he woke up and got up and left.
Looking at Jiang Xiu's departure, the supreme and the disciples on the flying boat were reassuringly refreshed.
"Okay, okay, I’m finally on the road, and I’m going to have a long time,

"Come on."
After the flight boat was in front of the sky, the shuttle was on the sky, and the destination of Jiang Xiu did not change. It was also the Tiandi Mountain. But Jiang Xiu couldn’t think of it. Soon after he left, there was a sound on the tomb of Shangguan Zhaorong.
Originally a circle of ridiculous, even the soil was turned over, but also pressed a lot of cemetery to the gravel, and constantly green grass flowers grow out from below, the result is green and green, the next moment is incomparably lush.
A few days later, Jiang Xiu arrived at the city of Tiandi Mountain.
It is also as lively as Tianchengcheng, but there is no Zongmen nearby, and the legend of the Emperor is circulating here. According to legend, there has been a decision-making powerhouse at the Xianhuang level. Since the Emperor Tiandi, Tiandi Mountain is his dojo, and those who have a chance can get a royal chance here.
Of course, the people here are all convinced that many people feel that they will be the next Emperor, and they will work hard to cultivate themselves and continue to be strong.
"finally reached."
On the flying boat, Jiang Xiuyuan looked at the mountains in front of him. Unlike the mountains in the past, the mountains here are covered with thick clouds and smoke. The smoke is so vast that you can only see the mountains under the clouds, but you can't see the true face of the mountains.
He figured out why there is no sect in it. It is afraid that there is no aura in this cloud, and it is not suitable for cultivation. Even in the mountains, it will not grow the big tree.
"Ok?"
Jiang Xiu once again saw the picture. It was his memory. The blood flowed out of his nose. If Jiang Xiu was hard to bear the shadow of the heavenly machine, he would have to remember the past. The goddess was in a mess. Because of this, Jiang Xiu sooner or later. She will know the truth of the year, she said that she missed her mouth and said that Jiang Xiu could not bear the power of the shield.
He took out the blood of the scorpion python that was given to him before the death of Zhao Rong, and took it orally.