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"Even without us, Chen Ruofeng would not be able to continue doing evil." Xiao Qin explained the facts.

Before long, he will become a puppet of the bloodthirsty vine.

Han Nansong said, "That's true. How can it be so easy to restore the broken golden core?"

"When the golden core shatters, the monk's life is already ruined. It's just a matter of how long he lasts."

After saying these words, his heart throbbed suddenly, and there seemed to be a little numb and dull pain, like a scar that had grown for a long time, and it would no longer be as piercing as it was at the beginning. Here, it has gradually become numb during the day-to-day torment, but very rarely, there will be a slight pain, showing the fact that it will never heal.

Why does he feel this way?

How could I have such an illusion?

That can't be called an illusion.

That was the feeling of Han Nansong after the shattered golden core in his previous life, or in the original book where Chu Yun did not come.

Han Nansong in this life has actually deviated from his original life track with Chu Yun's participation.

In the previous life, in the Valley of the Red Moon Misty, all Han Nansong saw was the back of He Bailing fleeing in panic.

The fleeing figure was far away in his sight, as was his unspoken excuse.

Is it that no one will believe him?

he does not know.

After all, even the junior sister who had always had other feelings for him and hoped to get his attention couldn't believe him.

What about the others?

He didn't even know.

He was dazed and dazed for a while, and sneered at himself who was so weak and painful.

In the previous life, Gao Ni did not have the idea of ​​prescribing medicine under the stimulation of Chu Yun, but by coincidence, she also took Han Nansong to the secret realm where Xiao Qin is now, but even though they were both in the same secret realm, the one time But he did not meet Xiao Qin.

Naturally, it will not be properly treated like it is now.

Alone, under the restraint of the failure, he finally managed to escape from Gao Ni's hands, after paying an unimaginable price.

The thing that Gao Ni used to find and temporarily control him was flawed. Maybe his cultivation could not shield his perception, but there was always something that could be done in the secret realm.

When he came out of the secret realm after a narrow escape, his golden core was shattered and his Dao foundation was completely destroyed.

He doesn't regret that he escaped from Gao Ni's captivity at such a desperate price.

If the Weeping Blood Cult can fulfill his wish, what awaits him will be a future that is even worse than death.

It's just that at the exit of the Jinghu Secret Realm, when he stumbled and walked on an unstable road, when he was almost unable to hold his sword firmly, Han Nansong was still in great pain, his heart was almost twisted into a ball by the severe pain paste.

He firmly grasped the sword in his hand, no matter that his hand had already started to convulse due to excessive force, it was like grasping his only life-saving straw.

It was as if holding on to it held onto my only hope.

His fingers moved slowly over the hilt, seemingly caressing it tenderly.

That movement was very gentle, with deep nostalgia, as if he was treating something extremely precious, no, it should be said, it was as pious and persistent as he was treating the magic medicine that prolongs life.

Even though his already exhausted hand began to tremble due to the forceful maintenance of this movement, he refused to let go of his hand and let his sword fall from his hand.

But in fact he doesn't need to.

Because the sword is broken.

It was his natal magic weapon, and when his golden core was shattered and his Dao foundation was completely destroyed, it was wiped out along with his cultivation base and cultivation talent.

What he is holding is nothing but air that cannot be grasped with one hand, and wanting to grasp something is nothing more than countless habits that have been formed day and night and that have been engraved in his life.

Now this picture must be hilarious in the extreme.

The hand that can't hold anything is still shaking, what a waste.

The exit disappeared behind him, and his hand remained open, as if there was still an intact sword there, and the figure slowly disappeared into the distant sky.

No one knew where he went alone dragging this body that was equivalent to a disabled person.

Even he himself didn't know where to go.

Go back to Nanxiaomen?

That's too late.

He is now at the end of his battle, and he should have died at the same time as the golden core was broken. The reason why he can survive now is just because of unwillingness in his heart.

He didn't want to let his life stop at this sad moment, let alone let those who brought him to this situation get their wish.

Perhaps as long as he stops at this moment, he will never be able to walk again.

Then he can't stop.

There is no place to go and you can't stop, you can't stop when you fall down the hillside, you can't stop when you fall into thorns, you can't stop if you can't walk, and you can't stop until the last second when the blood dries up.

He was not willing to let him die at this time, and he was not willing to die.

You can't be reconciled before death, and you can't rest in peace after death.

After Gao Ni lost his whereabouts, he searched for a long time, but found nothing. Han Nansong was too decisive, and never dragged his feet after making a decision, so that Gao Ni had no chance to stop him.

After searching for nothing for a long time, she could only give up. She didn't know Han Nansong's situation, but she also guessed whether Han Nansong had fallen.

In such a dangerous situation, she actually didn't dare to have any hope in her heart.

No one knew what happened next except Han Nansong himself.

After a long time, Han Nansong, who reappeared in front of everyone, had already cultivated a very evil technique, and the monstrous devilish energy on his body could not be covered up.

He regained his powerful cultivation, and he didn't know what evil method he used.

What is disgusting is that at this time, he has become a member of the Weeping Blood Cult that he once tried his best to cultivate and escape.

It made it seem like everything he had done before was a joke.

But fortunately, almost no one knew what he had done before, and no one knew that he cut off his own way of life because he refused to be controlled by the Weeping Blood Cult.

In this way, when he appears in the Weeping Blood Sect, people will only suddenly realize that he is really a traitor of Nanxiaomen and an undercover agent of the Weeping Blood Sect. No one will laugh at the seemingly worthless things he did before everything.

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Han Nansong was a little dazed after losing control for a moment.

It's okay if you can't figure it out, he let go of this question, and took it as his own temporary illusion.

Because of his dazed mind, he didn't know what Xiao Qin said later, he smiled apologetically at Xiao Qin, but there was still a bit of daze in his eyes that didn't dissipate.

Why was Han Nansong's face so ugly just now?

There was a hint of worry in Xiao Qin's eyes that he didn't realize, but seeing that Han Nansong had recovered and didn't want to say anything, he also pretended not to notice anything, and repeated what he said just now.

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I think I was so handsome back then