Shocking! The group's favorite fake daughter was spoiled by the film king and cried Chapter 2234: Die again; I have never seen anyone scolding the master
Chapter 2234: Die again; I have never seen anyone scolding the master
He only laughed three times and then the laughter stopped abruptly.
Feng Hongtu's eyes suddenly widened, and then he looked down at the two extra swords on his body, his eyes full of disbelief, "This... is... impossible."
Gu Zhiqi, who had introduced the golden sword into Feng Hongtu's body, heard this and said quietly, "Nothing is impossible."
With that said, Gu Zhiqi reached out and drew back his sword.
When Su Yunling wanted to sacrifice, she went into seclusion to check information for a long time, and found many ways to save him, and this was just one of them.
Yan Qi'an can be regarded as being influenced by Su Yunling.
"No, it's impossible."
The shock in Feng Hongtu's eyes had not dissipated, but as Gu Zhiqi pulled out the sword, a trace of golden light burst out from Feng Hongtu's body, and then his body began to dissipate.
No one expected that such a thing would happen suddenly. They were all stunned for a moment, staring at Feng Hongtu, watching more and more light spots in his heart, watching the white light envelope him, and looking at him.
Dissipate little by little.
Finally, it turns into nothingness.
Looking at the Feng Hongtu that had disappeared, Gu Zhiqi said, "It's an advantage for you."
Sacrifice to heaven and earth is a very sacred way to die, but it doesn't just make it easier for him.
"Master...Master, are you...really you? Are you...you...am I dreaming?"
After Feng Hongtu's body completely dissipated, Sikong Yan was still a little unresponsive and looked at Gu Zhiqi blankly, a little suspicious that everything in front of him was a dream.
Regarding the question with an obvious answer, Gu Zhiqi chose not to answer, but said to him, "Although Feng Hongtu is dead, the battle is not over yet."
As he said that, he looked at the others, "Everyone who can still fight, move?"
The others nodded suddenly, then immediately turned around and joined the fight.
Yunyi stared at Gu Zhiqi for a few seconds, and finally turned around to continue fighting.
After a few people left, Gu Zhiqi secretly let out a breath of turbid air, and then a trace of blood spilled out from the corner of his mouth. Gu Zhiqi raised his hand and quickly wiped the corner of his mouth, then flew towards Yun Qian, Ling Wanrong and Meng Tu.
Sacrifice hurt both the body and the soul. Although the golden sword did not hurt her body, it was impossible for the golden sword she used her own blood to draw away without any damage. This soulless body was injured and needed to be healed.
Without Feng Hongtu, there would be no threat from others. Huayan and the others could handle it themselves, so Gu Zhiqi decisively chose to heal.
As soon as Gu Zhiqi walked in front of Yun Qian and the others, Yun Qian and the others helped each other to stand up, "Master!"
The three of them shouted to Gu Zhiqi in unison, their eyes filled with excitement.
Gu Zhiqi nodded to the three of them, "Reminiscing about old times later, healing first."
When the three of them heard this, they were very obedient and did not speak again. They just looked at Gu Zhiqi blankly.
It wasn't until Gu Zhiqi began to meditate with his eyes closed that the three of them sat down again.
As soon as the three of them sat down, a figure chased after them. It was Yan Qi'an who failed in the sacrifice. There was unconcealable anger in Yan Qi'an's eyes.
Seeing this, the three of them looked up silently and chose not to speak.
Yan Qi'an ignored the gazes of the three people and stared at Gu Zhiqi for several seconds. When he saw the blood on the corner of Gu Zhiqi's mouth that had not been completely wiped off, all his anger dissipated in an instant, leaving only guilt and heartache.
After staring at Gu Zhiqi for a few seconds, Yan Qi'an muttered with red eyes, "You're an idiot."
You know, if the gold sword fails, the person who dies will be Gu Zhiqi.
After Yan Qi'an finished speaking, tears fell down uncontrollably.
Yan Qi'an raised his hand to wipe away his tears. Feeling three blazing gazes, he glanced sideways at Yun Qian and the others, "What are you looking at? Have you never seen a god cry?"
