[Thunderbolt] Wandering without a home, where to return

Seeing the blood-red Liu Fengcui in his eyes, even though he was scared in his heart, he still just stood quietly, but all his attention was focused on his ears, fearing that he would miss the almost inaudible breathing.

Two hours is not short, but it is not too long. Yuan Wuxiang, who has been sleeping in the wheelchair with his eyes closed, opened his pair of eyes as deep as dusk without warning when the time was approaching. The dead gray color between the eyes and eyebrows also disappeared at the same time.

"My lord..." Liu Fengcui's expression was complicated, and there was even a hint of grief in his eyes. He had watched this man's schemes all the way until now, and the conflicts that might arise between the Taoist schools were when he single-handedly eradicated the scum and spread the truth to the world. Being eliminated in the invisible, Tired Shoutian was unscathed under the turmoil of Taoism under his full protection. Now, for the sake of hardship, this man is even more exhausted, and even pushed himself to such a point...

Perhaps this time is the last time he will serve this man... Liu Fengcui looked at Yuan Wuxiang, who was clearly exhausted but did not show the slightest sign of depression, pursed the corners of his already tense mouth and raised his hand He held the wheelchair and pushed the man he admired so much to walk on his established path.

Not far from the outskirts of Tianzhuo, Sen prison and his party stopped hastily following the black queen.

"Little sister, you should pay more attention outside."

"I know, sister, you have to be careful." Po Rushuang nodded, then looked at Yuan Wuxiang, her eyes flickered slightly, obviously she had something to say but she didn't say a word because of many scruples.

Yuan Wuxiang walked up to Po Rushuang with a smile, raised his hand and brushed the hair that was blown by the wind softly comforting him: "Don't worry, I have everything."

"I believe in you." Po Rushuang's gaze was complicated, but trust could not be concealed in the complexity. No matter how many disagreements there were, there was no doubt that this man was upright and reliable to others.

"After the black, let's go to hell."

"En." Taking another look at Po Rushuang, who was still full of worry, the Black Queen turned around resolutely even though she had doubts in her heart. No matter what, everything must be based on the kingship of the forest prison.

"Liu Fengcui, you also stay here with Po Rushuang."

Liu Fengcui's hand holding the wheelchair tightened for an instant, and before he could answer, Yuan Wuxiang stood up from the wheelchair, step by step as steadily as a mountain, and followed the prisoner's horses towards the sky.

Although the timing is different, Mu Shen's calculations are the same as what Yuan Wuxiang experienced before. The only difference is that this time he isolated Soul Rushuang from Tianzhu.

Listening to the exchange of words between the two sides, Yuan Wuxiang, who had folded his hands, slowly stroked the other with one hand. At this time, those flawless palms that had been transformed were covered by Xuan Jie.

Because the Xuanjie created by Li Shi communicated with Li Shi's aura through the original Wuxiang soul power, at this time Xuanjie was using the original Wuxiang soul power as a medium for him to use.

In order to restrain Mu Tianjiuge, or even get a [-]% chance to kill Mu Shen in one fell swoop, Yuan Wuxiang can basically be regarded as ruined.

"Mun Shen, since your comeback, have you carefully identified your current face in the mirror?" Yuan Wuxiang blocked the attack of Mu Shen with a palm, and asked the Ren Jun who was once praised by others and now looks cold and ruthless. road.

"Then have you seen what you look like now?" Mu Shen asked coldly.

"Four words." Yuan Wuxiang turned his palm to the sky, and looked at Mu Shen with the same ruthless eyes: "The face is hideous." At the same time, Xuan Jiejian slowly appeared from his palm with his unwavering voice.

"What a hideous face." God Mu suddenly appeared on Mu Tianjiuge, with murderous intent on his cold expression: "Then let me see how abominable the minions of the Sen Prison, who used to be the targets of the Taoist sect, are now."

"as you wish."

The cold silver sword light and the dazzling red brilliance of Mutian Jiuge stimulated a gorgeous but cold murderous intent.

Jue Shi's sword faced Jue Shi's man, Mu Shen smiled coldly: "The minions of the Forest Prison don't seem to be sharp enough."

"It's really not enough, so I can only wrong you, Mu Shen."

Although Yuan Wuxiang fought fiercely with Mu Shen, he was always distracted. After seeing the black, the other party really fell behind, his eyes darkened, he wiped the vermilion from the corner of his mouth and smiled: "Although I have never liked it, but this kind of unpleasant The realization of Xi has never left, Mu Shen, if one day you hold the same consciousness and look around but there is no one around, will the barrier you built in your heart still stand?"

"Unfortunately, you can't see it."

"Yes, it's a pity." While speaking, Yuan Wuxiang had already raised his soul power to the highest point, and his silver-white clothes were already stained red by blood from the skin all over his body. The visible state continued to collapse.

"At the end of the crossbow, the mayflies shake the tree."

"Mun Shen, this is the last move, pay attention!" Yuan Wuxiang jumped into the air with his sword, and the pure soul power drove the righteousness of the world, and the whole realm of heaven and earth trembled violently: "The original way of yin and yang, the heaven and the earth just opened ,break!"

Come to move the mighty move, knowing that this is the move of Yuan Wuxianghuo's lifelong strength, Mu Tianjiuge's eyebrows are tightly entangled, and Mu Tianjiuge double-clicks to the ground. He knows that if he breaks this blow, Yuan Wuxiang will definitely die. There is no life, but if he can't stop it, then it's time for him and Tian Zhuo to return to the underworld.

"Six Paths of Wind and Cloud·Double Merit Combined·Yuan·Wu'an!" With a deep shout, the God of Mu condensed all his life's merit together, flying sand and rocks, and there was a loud bang that exploded.

"what."

A shattered laugh was annihilated in the sky-shattering sound, and everyone present had no time to react, and was affected by the big explosion. Heihou retreated in a hurry, but found that his movement was not as fast as the incoming airflow.

Just when she kept increasing her power and was ready for a serious injury, she suddenly felt a soft wind wrapped around her body pushing her out of the paralyzed state.

At the same time, Po Rushuang, who was staying on the outskirts of Tianzhuo, was also ambushed. It was an ambush from Lun Jianhai. Fortunately, because he had predicted the enemy first, when Po Rushuang and others were defeated, the sky sheath dawn fell from the sky.

Po Rushuang looked at her sweetheart who rescued her again in distress, her face was not joyful, but turned pale, with complicated and frightened emotions palpable in her words.

No one knows better than her that Yuan Wuxiang will never let Tired Shoutian appear in front of her if it is not a last resort, and if Tired Shoutian appears here at this moment, she will never naively think that it is a coincidence, thinking of entering Tian Before the stiffness, Yuan Wuxiang's face was still gentle but without the slightest trace of blood, and the uneasiness in his heart grew wider and wider.

"Tired to harvest the sky..." Po Rushuang wanted to say, and was about to go into a state of paralysis, but when she thought of Yuan Wuxiang's cold eyes that made her shiver, she couldn't say anything.

Seeing that Liu Fengcui was tired and received help from the sky, his soul was like frost, and he would be able to do nothing. When the pressure on his body dropped suddenly, he turned around and was about to jump into the sky. At this moment, the sky and the earth suddenly shook, and a huge power came from the sky not far away. It was heard that the extremely clear feeling of destroying the world made their scalps tingle for a while, and even the world had given up the battlefield and left here at the first moment when this feeling arose.

"Leave now!"

Two overlapping shouts came from the oncoming smoke, and then a figure stepped out of it.

"elder sister!"

"Little sister, let's go!" Hei Hou didn't have time to say anything, and Po Rushuang didn't have time to think too much, so he flew away in an instant when Hei Hou stretched out his hand.

The people outside didn't know why, but they also left quickly and didn't stop until they couldn't feel the ground shaking.

However, just when everyone stopped, another figure flew like light without stopping, leaving only a scent of lotus.

"Son!"

Although Su Huanzhen's movements are extremely fast, Liu Fengcui didn't even have time to see who the person Su Huanzhen was holding in his arms, but even if he didn't see it, he could still be sure that the person was Yuan Wuxiang!

Not only him, but also Tired Shoutian who was in the same place. Both of them suppressed their uneasiness and chased after him instantly.

"Is it Yuan Wuxiang?" Po Rushuang looked at Hei Hou, the expression on his face was still panic.

Hei Hou nodded with a complex expression, and when Po Rushuang saw this, he immediately went towards Cuihuan Mountain without looking back.

Beside the Yubo Pond on Cuihuan Mountain, Yuan Wuxiang, who was hugged by Su Huanzhen, was already soaked in his own blood, and the gentleness and elegance of the past were all covered by the blood red at this moment.

"Tired Harvest Heaven... Please..."

Exhausting the last strength of his body, what is still in his mind is the unchanging concern in his heart, but the person with closed eyes cannot hear the roar coming from behind him after he delivered the last unfinished entrustment.

Kneeling on the ground and hugging Yuan Wuxiang, Su Zhenzhen looked at Juan Shoutian who was rushing towards him, sighed softly, and let Juan Shoutian snatch the lifeless body from his hands.

"I'm tired of harvesting the sky..."

Po Rushuang, who followed closely, looked at Tired Shoutian holding Yuan Wuxiang in a daze for a long time without any movement, and couldn't help making a sound to comfort him, but Tired Shoutian, who hadn't responded all this time, slowly lowered his head and closed his arms Arms, those cold lips at the moment stick to Yuan Wuxiang's lips that are also temperatureless and even bloody.

How much the warmth of the past made him lose his mind and nostalgia, but the current coldness is so piercing...

How can... how can it be? !No country!How dare you break your promise!how dare you!

Tired Shoutian tightly hugged the body that was fading away from the remaining warmth in his arms. Except for the initial roar, he didn't even have a whimper. He just hugged tightly, as if he could hold on to the body that made him unknowingly. I feel like I have been attached to a close friend in my heart.

"There is no homeland..."

"Let them be alone for a while." Su Zhenzhen stepped forward to stop Po Rushuang: "Now that there is no Yuanwuxiang around Heihou, let alone people, Tired Shoutian will be fine with us here."

Su Huanzhen secretly pointed out something, but Po Rushuang only glued his eyes on Tired Shoutian.

Just when Su Zhenzhen was frowning, Tired Shoutian finally slowly raised his head and looked at Po Rushuang. With just one glance, he could see that Po Rushuang's whole body was cold. She was familiar with that feeling. It was like this when Cihara Wuxiang looked at her...

"leave."

Those two cold words made Po Rushuang, whose hands and feet were already stiff, stop breathing, his face turned pale, and even a little water appeared in his eyes.

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