Heart Survey

Chapter 459 Seven Trees
Yan Xiao's goal...

It's the blue seven trees!

Jiang Wang turned around abruptly, only to see that Qing Qishu, who was already weak, was pierced through his abdomen again by a claw.

In the blink of an eye, he wanted to understand the reason.

Understand why Yan Xiao made this choice.

But how can he speak?

How can I tell Qing Qishu not to resist?
Jiang Wang could only clench his sword tightly and shoot after him.

Qing Qishu, who was already weak, was suddenly pierced by a claw in his abdomen, and he wanted to scream in pain. He was not a tough and patient person, but he had the temperament to scream when he accidentally fell. .

He even subconsciously clenched his fist in his hand and slammed it towards Yan Xiao's neck.

But at this moment, he happened to be looking at Yan Xiao and saw Yan Xiao's eyes.

In the endless cold, there is a faint expectation in the eyes.

Then he understood.

It's waiting for him to fight back!

It waits for Qing Qishu, who is the aborigines of the Senhai Yuanjie and the warriors of the Senhai Saint Clan, to cause damage, so that it can be resurrected after death!

The fist stopped, stopped in front of Yan Xiao, only the fist wind gently brushed Yan Xiao's feathers.

Even this fist style is so gentle, like a lover's touch, extremely careful, as if for fear of hurting it.

Of course Yan Xiao understood that his intentions had been seen through.

It was furious, it was terrified.

It's furious with fear!
At this time, the left wing was cut off, the chest and abdomen were penetrated by the sword, and there were still golden needles in the body.It has reached its limit!

It has no way to escape, and is now in a weak period.Leaving Yan's Nest will only become weaker, and even these existing abilities cannot function.

There is absolutely no way to escape.

Aiming at Qing Qishu, he triggered his counterattack, so that his "death" was contaminated with the "cause" of the aborigines in the source realm of Senhai, and the possibility of resurrection was realized.

This is the best option it can think of under the current circumstances.

However, the warrior in front of him was so restrained!

That kind of extreme hatred, extreme hatred, but extremely restrained eyes.

For a split second, he thought of death.

True, eternal death.

For more than 800 years, Yan Xiao has never had such a fearful moment.

It was never the only one that brought fear to others.

It is immortal and immortal, and it lasts forever. How can there be fear?
Even if the bald head that was far stronger than these people came, it never forced it to this point.

Because back then it was far stronger than it is now.

Since the irretrievable loss of strength began more than 500 years ago, it is looking for a new way, looking for a new way to increase strength.

Keep trying, keep enduring.

It has seen the way forward!

And then... a group of people came.

Attack it, hurt it, and really push it this far.

Yan Xiao was furious.

Especially this samurai facing it head-on.

But its food, its pets.

How dare, how dare to look at it with such eyes?

Yan Xiao suddenly pecked forward, and directly pecked a hole on Qing Qishu's forehead!
Pecking through the skin, pecking through the flesh, pecking the skull!
Qing Qishu fell to the ground with a bang.

Because of the strong vitality, the Ao Qishu who fell to the ground has not died at this time.His resilience kept pounding, but came back again and again before the empty wound.

And Yan Xiao had stepped on him, staring at him coldly.

It told the samurai with icy eyes.

If you don't resist, you will die!

Ao Qishu received it.

Such information, such a threat, he completely received.

Am I afraid?

Am I afraid of you?
Am I greedy for life and fear of death?
I am greedy for life and fear of death.

I am afraid of hunting, I am afraid of being killed by friends or killing friends.I know it's tradition, but I'm just scared.

But am I afraid of you Yan Xiao?
Afraid of a monster like you?

Qing Qishu roared: "Come on!"

"come!"

"come!"

Boundless hatred and anger burned the body and mind.

Yan Xiao is very conscious, but his posture is getting crazier.

Aren't you afraid of dying?
It does not believe!

Even it will, even it will be afraid!
It felt its own weakness, and in this weakened state it became more and more ruthless,

Dipped in black light, beaks pecked, pecked again!

Ao Qishu's forehead was pecked out with a row of holes.

Even his left eye, even his face...

But he just didn't move, just screamed.

"come!"

brush!
Yan Xiao's attack came, and Jiang Wang came too.

Frost-like sword light flashed.

Yan Xiao, who was frantically attacking Qing Qishu and made the last fight, his head flew up.

Jiang Wang finally arrived.

It only asked Qing Qishu to counterattack instinctively, but until the end, it could not wait.

Yan Xiaoji's body as tall as an adult fell straight down, and his head rolled on the ground of Yan's Nest several times before he stopped.

Heroes and demons lie on either side of the ground, a wonderful symmetry that is incongruous.

The choice between life and death is never a simple matter.

Jiang Wang squatted down and saw Qing Qishu's face at this time.

What kind of face is this?

The word riddled with holes has always been an exaggerated description, but at this moment, it has become a specific description.

Miserable.

With Jiang Wang's tenacity and determination, he couldn't bear to look at him again.

But I couldn't bear to look at him.

"Dead... huh?"

Ao Qishu asked a little tiredly.

Jiang Wang looked back at Yan Xiao's body, then looked at him and said, "Dead."

"Ah, it hurts too much." Qing Qishu gasped twice: "My face... is it still handsome?"

The injuries he suffered, and any other person present, would have already died.Only he, who is extremely tenacious in vitality, can still survive until now.

But it was this tenacious vitality that made him suffer more.

He kept talking, also diverting his attention.

"Very handsome." Jiang Wang said.

"Mr. Zhang, everything is fine, just..." He seemed to want to laugh, but he gave up because the wound was too painful: "It's too sincere."

Wu Quji and Su Qi, who had recovered her daughter's body, approached and did not speak.

With the vision of fighting illness, of course, he understands that Qing Qishu's injury has no solution at all.

At this time, Qing Qishu, who was lying on the ground, asked again: "According to what Mr. said, beauties love heroes. If I bring gifts back to Qinghua at this time, she must like it very much, right?"

"Don't you believe me?" Jiang Wang said hard: "From my experience, she already loves you madly."

"Well..." Qing Qishu's eyes diverged, as if he was already imagining that wonderful scene.

"Forget it..." He said, "Don't give it away. Don't make her miss me and make her sad."

Jiang Wang looked at him silently, not knowing what to say.

Qing Qishu said again: "Yan Xiao is gone. In the future, she can go to the end of the world to have a look."

That night, Jiang Wang asked him if he wanted to go to the end of Senhaiyuan Realm to take a look.

He said that this was a good idea, and wanted to trick Qinghua to watch it together.

Now he understands that he can't go.

If you can't get a good relationship, you can't see the end of the world.

"Mr. Zhang?" he asked.

Jiang Wang looked at him.

He seemed a little embarrassed, and said slowly: "Can I... punch you?"

This battle, from start to finish, he restrained his instinct to fight back.

His fists were clenched tightly, but he didn't even touch his opponent.

He is a saint warrior, a very strong saint warrior.

so tired...

so hard...

So aggrieved.

"You are so disrespectful to teachers."

Jiang Wang said, "This is not an example."

Ao Qishu then raised the fist that had been clenched tightly.

Gently, lightly on his face, touched.

droop.

(End of this chapter)