people can be bullied

Although I moved over to snatch Bai Lian's life-saving grace from Qin Zheng, I just thought about it and didn't really take it to heart.

So when I really saw Qin Zheng who was seriously injured in the Luoxia Mountains, I was really surprised.

Even if I had guessed that Qin Zheng must have been seriously injured, I couldn't help being a little shocked when I saw the injuries on his body. His clothes were stained with blood, his lips were blue and white, and his breathing was weak. He looked as high-spirited as before.

Qin Zheng seemed to have sensed that someone was coming, and his body tensed up for a moment, and he turned slightly to my direction guardedly. Howling and approaching gradually, the green animal pupils were like wisps of will-o'-the-wisp, gleaming with cunning and greed, waiting for an opportunity to bite off a piece of flesh from Qin Zheng's body.

He has always been aloof and arrogant, but now he is forced into such a situation by so many third-rank wind wolves. He really responded to the sentence "Tiger falls in Pingyang and is bullied by dogs. Although I have no friendship with him, seeing this scene, I still can't help it." A bit of astringency rose in the bottom of my heart.

Fenglang lowered his body and circled around Qin Zheng, looking for a flaw. Qin Zheng didn't know whether it was because he was extremely tired or his spiritual power was not good enough, but he actually asked Fenglang to find a flaw.

"Qin Zheng!" I summoned the spirit sword and slashed at the wind wolf that was pounced on Qin Zheng's back heart.

The wind wolf that sneaked up was a lot bigger than the other wind wolves. It was supposed to be the leader of this group of wind wolves. With a bulging of muscles, he turned over in the air and escaped my attack. The blow barely scratched its fur, leaving a half-finger-wide wound.

The leader of the wind wolf was injured by me, turned around, pressed his limbs down, and hit me like a bolt of lightning.

This is really living self-sacrifice for others.

Use yourself to attract the hatred of the wind wolf, so that others will not have to worry about it.

I turned around to avoid the attack of the wind wolf, and made another cut in the wind wolf's lower abdomen with a backhand sword.

The leader of the wind wolf roared angrily, with a ferocious wolf face, opened his bloody mouth, and let out a deafening roar at me, followed by a wind blade.

My ears were numb from the roar, I took out the magic talisman, and stepped forward to meet him on my toes: "Come on."

I only heard a loud bang when the spiritual power collided. The khaki armor formed by the spiritual talisman blocked the wind blade of the wind wolf. Locking the wind wolf's limbs, restraining the wind wolf's movement, the thunder talisman summoned the thunder, and struck the wind wolf, even if it could not be seriously injured, it could paralyze the wind wolf's whole body for a moment, and I also arrived in front of the wind wolf, accumulating the whole body's spiritual power, The sword pierced the wind wolf's throat!

The Hidden Heart Sword ruthlessly pierced into Feng Lang's body, stabbing the Wind Wolf right through in an instant, I raised my wrist, let out a loud shout, and slashed the Hidden Heart Sword obliquely, cutting off Feng Lang's head completely.

The sticky blood splashed all over me, I was stunned for a moment, and the hand holding the sword was a little numb.

The wind wolf group lost its leader, and it was instantly defeated. I used the old trick to cooperate with the magic talisman, beheaded a few wind wolves, and finally forced the remaining wind wolves to retreat.

After all, I was trying to be brave, I smiled wryly and looked at my tattered clothes, I couldn't wear them at all.

"Qin Zhenjun."

"..." Qin Zheng didn't answer me.

I wiped my face with the back of my hand, wiped away the blood that was flowing from my face, and walked towards Qin Zheng stepping on the blood stains all over the floor.Qin Zheng held the Shuang Wu Sword in his hand and remained motionless. He did not know when he lost consciousness.

He seemed extremely tired, like a taut bow, even though he had a chance to relax, he still refused to relax in the slightest.

"It's over, Qin Zhenjun." I looked at Qin Zheng who was unconscious but still refused to fall, and reached out to help him.

For some reason, as soon as I touched him, his tense body stopped being tense. His tall body lost any support and fell down. .

"Now, you really owe me a life-saving grace..."

"..." Le Sheng's mouth overflowed with blood, his eyes widened in disbelief, he didn't go to see Yan Li who hurt him, he just hurriedly covered the wound on his chest, staggered back a step, his body After shaking his shape, he fell off Bai Yu's back.

Yan Li watched the devilish energy penetrate Le Sheng's body, and watched Le Sheng fall from the sky. As a senior monk, he could clearly see the disbelief in Le Sheng's eyes at that moment, and saw him frown because of the pain. Looking at his eyebrows, he could see blood continuously pouring out from his chest that had a big hole in it, turning into spikes of devilish energy and pulling out, the blood splattered like a brief rain of blood.

He could even hear the sound of the devil's energy piercing into Le Sheng's body—"噗嗤" and his low cry of pain, which was no different from the sound of any person he had killed in the past. But his heart could no longer be as still as water.

It wasn't until the fall that Le Sheng stopped clutching the wound in vain, his blood-stained hands stretched out upwards, as if to grab something, but there was nothing but nothingness.

Le Sheng withdrew his hand, and quietly glanced in Qin Zheng's direction, even this glance was cautious, not daring to let anyone know.

If Qin Zheng felt it, he suddenly looked back and saw Le Sheng's falling figure, his pupils constricted violently, his Adam's apple rolled, and he yelled "Le Sheng!" from the bottom of his hidden heart mixed with blood.

He had never lost his composure like this before, and he had never been so angry like this moment. Qin Zheng was about to burst into tears, his spiritual power rushed out, his robe was fierce, and the corners of his clothes were as sharp as a knife. Forbearance shouted in a low voice: "Go away!"

There were demons standing in front of him, and before he got close, the corpses were scattered in different places, and flesh and blood flew all over the place.

Qin Zheng's clothes were stained with blood, and the splashed blood fell on his forehead and slid down his forehead. With a cold look in his eyes, he hissed, "I said, don't block me! If anyone stops me, I will Kill someone!"

The copper and iron walls surrounded by demon soldiers were killed by Qin Zheng. Even the bloodthirsty demons were momentarily shocked by Qin Zheng, who was possessed by the killing god. One person came out from among the demon soldiers. Elder Tianhe said with a sneer, "Sovereign Young Master, you speak so loudly."

Qin Zheng's eyes became colder, and he raised his sword, spiritual power collided, weapons met, blood beads mixed with flying sand, and a blood mist was raised.

The demonic energy returned to Yan Li's body, as if it still carried the temperature it had taken away from Le Sheng, and there was a crack in Yan Li's ever-changing hypocrisy.

I really don't want to kill him.

Yan Li thought, but, he definitely wouldn't believe it.

I don't believe it myself.

"Listen to my orders and withdraw the soldiers." Yan Li clenched the folding fan in his hand, his muscles convulsed due to excessive force, he flew into the magic soldiers, and said.

The demon soldiers ordered them to forbid, and retreated decisively, but the elder Tianhe, who is a Taoist cultivator, said: "Master Demon Envoy, you have to get rid of the roots when you cut the weeds."

"For the great plan of the demons, and to prevent the snake from being stunned, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time." Tianhe wanted to say more, but Yan Li's eyes turned cold, "What's more, they are so seriously injured, entering Kunlun, there is only one dead end. What are you afraid of? ?”

Yan Li raised his eyebrows, all mocking: "If you want to go to Kunlun to cut grass and roots, I will not stop you."

Kunlun Xianshan was originally a sacred mountain of the gods. It is located on the border between the original gods and demons. Nine out of ten people who step into Kunlun will end up dead, regardless of human race or demon race, without exception.

In 3 years, only seven people left Kunlun alive.

He Chong is the seventh person.

Tianhe just gave up and watched Qin Zheng fly towards Kunlun bitterly, and only after confirming that Qin Zheng had entered Kunlun did he catch up with the retreating Moxiu.

Qin Zheng flew in the direction where Le Sheng fell, until he arrived at Kunlun, where an invisible barrier covered Kunlun. Those outside could not get in, and those inside could not get out. Qin Zheng was blocked outside Kunlun.

Soon, a puddle of blood formed under his feet, and the dark red blood stained the dust on the ground.

One person was dressed in ice and snow white clothes, a pure white mask, and a gilded line between his brows. It was Heqi, the guardian of the Kunlun Mountains.

He Qi held Le Sheng on the top of Kunlun Mountain, and Qin Zheng was at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, separated by 330 stone steps in Kunlun Mountains.

Qin Zheng stepped on the stone steps, and Wan Jun's spirit pressed on him, bending his knees. Qin Zheng slowly straightened up, looked at Le Sheng in He Qi's arms, and said, "Take Le Sheng, give him back!" Give me--!"

"return?"

He Qi was indifferent, and his voice was uneven: "He never belonged to you."

Kunlun couldn't control the sword, so Qin Zheng held the sword and walked up to Kunlun step by step. The blood from the hand holding the sword slipped through Shuang Wujian and fell to the ground.Every time he climbed up a stone step, the spiritual pressure on his body increased, leaving bloody footprints one after another, and the stone steps under his feet were cracked inch by inch due to the heavy spiritual pressure, reaching the [-]th At one thousand eight hundred steps, Qin Zheng, who had endured all the Kunlun spiritual pressure, finally couldn't hold on and couldn't stand up, so he put away the Shuangwu Sword and climbed to Lesheng step by step. He climbed all the way, and blood flowed all the way.

He Qi's eyes hidden under the mask moved slightly, "Why?"

Qin Zheng didn't answer him. After a long time, a low voice came from under the stone steps: "Because he is..."

"...my wife."

The sound was broken, almost inaudible, and it dissipated when the wind blew.

He Qi frowned slightly and looked at Qin Zheng.

But he saw that his eyes were empty and out of focus, as if he had lost consciousness.He was clearly unconscious, but his body did not stop, one step after another, climbing the stone steps of Kunlun.

He Qi looked at him, neither sad nor happy, turned and left with Le Sheng in his arms.

"no, he is not."

Behind him, Qin Zheng collapsed on the last stone step, without making a sound.