The former White Tiger God is only one step away from the world-destroying demon king
Ling Duangkong grabbed her shoulders and asked: "Su Ying, do you really want me to die?"
She thought for a while and still nodded
He approached her angrily, almost lifting her up in the air, and emphasized in disbelief: "Do you really want me to die?!"
"yes……"
She looked at him indifferently, and her voice was as thin as a gossamer and could not make any waves. In fact, she really had no strength at all, and could only rely on the strength of being lifted up by him to keep from falling to the ground.
She really wanted to tell him that in fact she wouldn't live long. Her only strength could only send a dagger into his heart. After he died, she would immediately go to accompany him.
But she didn't say anything because she didn't even have the strength to speak anymore.
Ling Duangkong held her body with one hand. If he could be calmer, he might be able to feel that this woman was weak to the end of her life. But he couldn't calm down, his heart was trembling in pain. He only knew this moment,
His most beloved woman, the woman he loved with all his life, actually wanted to kill him
He saw with his own eyes that she took out the knife, her eyes were as calm as he was familiar with, as if to say: Patience a little longer, and you will be free.
The cold light of the blade approached, and he saw his desolate smile from the shining blade... It was really ironic. At this moment, he suddenly felt that it was not a bad idea to die in her hands. But when he tilted his head slightly, the bitter smile suddenly disappeared.
And stop——
My eyes penetrated this transparent barrier and actually saw that person, Jun Shitian
Even though time has passed by for eight thousand years, he has never forgotten this sworn hatred. His life and his world were all ruined in the hands of this man.
Now, he has fallen into the devil's path, he has no home, and he is about to be killed by his beloved woman, but what about that man? Sitting on the four seas and five continents, accepting the worship of millions of people.
How could he die now without overturning this unfair fate?
Not willing to give in! Not willing to give in——
He roared, and that was the white tiger's angry words. Suying spurted out a mouthful of blood, dyeing Ling Duangkong's clothes red.
She had lost all her cultivation and was already exhausted. At this time, a tiger roar completely shattered all her meridians.