Article 872

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In this situation, the monks who started to attack the mountain and were playing with the chess pieces all over the mountain also saw it, and everyone was surprised: "What is that?"

"what happened?"

The teacher narrowed his eyes, lying on the ground and looking at the red light that suddenly filled the back mountain, the red light penetrated his pupils, and then he picked up his fingertips and closed his eyes to perceive. After a while, the teacher suddenly understood, opened his eyes suddenly, and there was ecstasy on his face.

"Treading Xianjun!!"

Chu night Ning turned back suddenly, his face pale.

The teacher laughed for a long time, and the light of the tiger láng in his eyes: "He is not dead...hahaha...he is not dead!" I don't know where the strength came from, he got up from the ground, before everyone had time to react At that time, he clicked on several places of his own to stop the bleeding, and then the bloody robes were on display, and he had instantly swept over the roof of the tile eaves, jumped a few steps, and plunged into the garden.

"Master..."

Chu nightning couldn't stay, he turned his head to look at Xue Meng, and said to Mei Hanxue: "Please take care of him." He flew away and followed the teacher's figure.

The teacher's body is light, and he is not lost to the master in light power. The two are one after the other, and the teacher can't get rid of Chu Wanning, and Chu Wanning can't catch him for a while. The two of them swept to the back mountain in a blink of an eye, but everything in front of them was enough to make people stop suddenly and be terrified.

Chapter 303 [The Peak of Life and Death] Xue Meng of the previous life

There is a bottomless gap before the road of martyrdom, which is the trace left by Chu nightning's previous use of the corpse splitting technique. At this time, the rainwater poured into the gully like a waterfall.

Above the chasm, a man in black and gold robes turned his back to them, holding a Mo saber in one hand, swooping in the air.

Hearing the movement, the man moved his fingertips slightly and turned his head slowly.

It's ink burning!

In the hunting wind, the heart seemed to be chopped by an axe, and Chu nightning stared at the person in front of him in disbelief. ……what on earth is it? !

rumbling—

The pale electric light flickered, and then the thunder boomed.

The pale light illuminated the blood-stained face of Emperor Ta Xian. The face was so terrifying, the teacher couldn't help but took a step back.

But Chu nightning took two steps forward involuntarily.

bloodstains.

There were bloodstains all over his face, except for his face, any inch of skin exposed on the outside was also vertical and horizontal, and his flesh and blood turned up. He was like a corpse that had been dismembered, but failed to dismember because the blade was not sharp enough. There were cracks all over his body, but his old handsome appearance still remained between his eyebrows.

"..."

Chu nightning's lips were blue and white, and he stood in the pouring rain, looking at the living dead who was stabbed by thousands of knives.

The living dead also stared at him, blood and tears in a pair of black and white pupils.

Ta Xianjun's consciousness is blurred, memories and memories are fighting, soul and soul are fighting fiercely, perhaps because it is too painful, he can't help holding half of his face with the hand without the knife.

Black-red blood and rain dripped from his fingers.

His thick eyelashes trembled, with the anger of Stepping Xianjun and the confusion of Master Mo: "...Why do you do this to me?"

Chu nightning: "..."

"Why do you want to kill me?" The man was stunned, and the reflection of Chu nightning was reflected in his pupils. Slowly, his expression became helpless and supple, and he murmured, "Master, is there something wrong with me?"

"Do not……"

"Have I upset you again?"

Listening to his voice, the mountains and rivers in Chu nightning's mind were broken, and everything was messed up. He thought, is it Treading Xianjun in the rain curtain? No... No, that's ink burning.

Whether it is Emperor Stepping on Immortal Emperor or Master Mo, they are all burning with ink.

The ink burned with blood, and walked towards him staggeringly. Under the blood, there was a white face of the corpse. There was no focus in the opened eyes, only a vast sadness.

"How can I let you down. You have to treat me like this."

The rain is almost in the bones of Chu Wanning, and it is cold and trembling. He just watched the ink burning step by step towards himself, the ink burning was crying, and his eyes were full of blood.

"Stop hitting me with a whip... I'll still hurt... No matter how stupid or dull... you hit me... I'll still hurt... Master..."

The tremors ranged from subtle to violent, to unstable standing, and Chu nightning almost collapsed.

He knelt down, and he curled up in a ball in the rain, his stomach seemed to be torn and smashed by sharp claws, and he was more like a dead man than the ink burning in front of him.

"I'm sorry..." Chu nightning was hoarse and sorrowful, "...I'm sorry..."

Your scars are as long as my pain.

Your blood of hatred finally devoured me.

He knelt in front of the ink burning, squatted, shrank, almost raised his head with all the remaining courage for the rest of his life, but because he glanced at the body that was delayed by himself, he couldn't cry: "I'm sorry for you... …”

He didn't know what went wrong, probably because the living dead with a piece of soul could not be regarded as a real corpse, so the corpse cracking spell did not fully take effect.

The ink burned and didn't die, but he was going crazy. Those memories of his life, which were either painful or crazy, or confused or desolate, flooded up.

He is Mo Weiyu, Mo Zongshi, Ta Xianjun, and Xiao Ran'er.

Countless fragments made up the dilapidated man in front of him.

【hint】

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