Gong suddenly noticed a murderous aura coming from behind, turned around and shouted, "Young Master, no!"

Ren Shaohua's pupils also shrank.

As far as he saw and knew, Wuqing Gongzi was a cripple.

He's also a lunatic.

But what Ren Shaohua didn't expect was that a person could be so crazy! He even forgot that he was a cripple. At least the height that Wuqing Young Master jumped was not something that a cripple could do! Even though he remained extremely vigilant, he did not expect that Wuqing Young Master would attack in this way!

Ren Shaohua hurriedly raised his hand and activated his true energy, but it was too late.

"Go to die!" The merciless young master was tying Si Qian's hands, with blood marks on his hands.

In the secret passage of Tianji below, Duan Duancheng, Chen Fengqiao and Hu Xiao were running quickly. Gu Jingyao followed them and chased them relentlessly.

He chased Duan Duancheng to ask about the cause of Lan Chubi's death.

If he wanted to chase, he would have caught up long ago, but he deliberately slowed down.

Saving your sweetheart alone is a dream of many wanderers.

It is also the beauty he had longed for.

So, in a short period of time, he couldn't bear to break this beauty.

"This internal force?" But as if he noticed something, he stopped suddenly, slapped his palm upwards, made a gap in the ground above his head, and then jumped.

"It's over!" The merciless young master sneered. Because the silk thread was only one inch away, he could easily cut Ren Shaohua's head!

However, one person stepped between Ren Shaohua and Wuqing Gongzi.

The black robe and jade hands, the face is like a scholar, and the palm is covered with black flames.

He looked indifferent and slapped the weak body of the ruthless young master.

Without returning to the city, the man on the eaves finally put away his umbrella.

The moment he put away the umbrella, blood-red red red shore flowers grew around him, avoiding the carriage below and spreading towards the Lunyue Tower. He did not continue to stay, but stepped into the blue smoke in front of him.

The scene that the green face and fangs were not appreciated was appreciated by the woman in Maple.

I saw that the group of martial arts masters were penetrated by the red shore flowers blooming one after another on the ground.

Blood gushed out.

"It seems to be a little relaxed." Guanyin, who was sitting in the carriage, said quietly.

"He has beaten to a useless person, how can it not be easy?" The woman in Feng shivered.

"So, we have to help him leave his name in history." Guanyin, the bloody tears in the carriage, sneered, and a drop of bloody tears passed through the pale face, leaving a blood-red gully. She threw out the willow branches from the bottle, and a white mist spread out.

Countless figures in strange clothes flew out of the darkness and stepped into the white mist.

All the Naiheqiao killers who still exist in the world have gathered here today.

"Forget it." The girl in Feng also stood up.

The strange figure followed the white mist and appeared in every corner of the city. The change in the situation had caused the remaining group of people in the martial arts world to be disorganized. They had no power to resist the sudden killer, and screams kept coming from everywhere.

This white mist gradually spread throughout the city.

"I can't see it." Mo Wendong turned around on the city wall and said with a little regret.

The sword ancestor had already landed beside him. Looking at Bu Huancheng, shrouded in fog and poisonous miasma, murmured: "I'm late?"

"It's not too late or too early, just right." Mo Wendong smiled and said, "This group of people in the martial arts world are already in a jar, and the fog is even more meaningless. I can raise my hand to let the fog dissipate at any time."

Jianzu was stunned and shook his head, "No need."

"Is my father's heart shaken?" Mo Wendong asked lightly.

The sword ancestor sighed and said nothing.

Mo Wendong wanted to ask something, but heard a loud noise coming from behind him.

With a bang, the young master Wuqing flew backwards after enduring this palm.

"Young Master!" Gong cried out in a sad voice.

Ren Shaohua was even more surprised, "You!"

The man in black robe slashed Gong's neck with another palm, knocking her out directly.

"I remember that she was once the one from your lonely boat." The man in black robe raised his head and looked at Ren Shaohua.

Ren Shaohua murmured: "It's really you?"

"It's me." Gu Jingyao said lightly.

"What did you do? Why are you here?" Ren Shaohua looked at his bloody body and frowned.

"I felt your internal strength and came." Gu Jingyao smiled.

Ren Shaohua said in a deep voice: "Follow me back."

"go back?"

Ren Shaohua nodded, "He and I are waiting for you."

Gu Jingyao shook his head and refused, "But I still have something to do."

"Can't you tell us what's going on?" Ren Shaohua asked.

Gu Jingyao shook his head and answered briefly, "No."

"Do you know what you are doing? You are making the biggest mistake in the world!" Ren Shaohua frowned, "Just don't trust me!"

Gu Jingyao was stunned at first, and then laughed rarely, "It's not that I don't believe you, I just feel that no one in this world is destined to walk on the road arranged by others."

"But you are walking on this road at this moment." Ren Shaohua said lightly.

Gu Jingyao's face darkened.

"Out of that person's control, we will help you do everything you want to do." Ren Shaohua stretched out his hand.

Gu Jingyao shook his head, "That's all."

Ren Shaohua, who had always been calm, was a little anxious at this time, "What are you thinking about? In his hands, you are just a chess piece that may be abandoned at any time!"

"I said, let's stop here!" Gu Jingyao suddenly interrupted him.

The murderous aura released at that moment made Ren Shaohua's face hurt.

He came to his senses after a while, raised his hand and touched the scars on his face, and smiled bitterly: "I can't stop you."

"Some of the darkness you believe is the light I pursue." Gu Jingyao turned around, "You should understand." After leaving this sentence, he rushed towards the distance.

"He seems to have a trace of conscience left." The sword ancestor on the city wall was a little surprised.

"It is to use his conscience." Mo Wendong said lightly.

The screams of not returning to the city gradually became weaker.

"There are all causal cycles in the world." Mo Wendong suddenly rushed down.

Ren Shaohua just raised his back and fainted from the palace, but he felt a breeze blowing.

Mo Wendong appeared in front of him.

"You!" Ren Shaohua tensed.

"I'm not here for you." Mo Wendong lowered his head and looked at Wuqing Young Master.

The merciless young master whimpered: "Sir, save me."

Mo Wendong shook his head, "No."

"What?" Wuqing Gongzi's pupils shrank.

"There can't be any exceptions for today's affairs." Mo Wendong put his hand on his head.
Chapter completed!