With a "click", a bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, instantly cutting a dazzling crack in the sky. Then, as if the Nine Heavens Demon God was angry, there were faint bursts of thunder in the sky——
At the gate of the palace, Zhu Yaomeng looked up at the night sky. In such a gloomy night sky, a meteor suddenly streaked across the night sky——
Flashing a brief but brilliant light!
Zhu Yaomeng's heart suddenly sank, and tears flowed down unconsciously——
…
Before that, Li Ziyun had also thought about what it would be like to meet Mo Qiye next time. He thought that the two of them would have a drink and talk together, and he also thought that the two of them would have another fight, but he didn't expect that they would be there.
Under such a violent storm, I met Mo Qiye again——
As soon as they met, Mo Qiye gave him a big gift!
What a great meeting gift!
Gently, without any sound, at this moment, time seems to have stopped passing at this moment——
"Um--"
I don’t know how much time passed, but big mouthfuls of blood spurted out from Li Ziyun’s mouth. He looked ahead with confused eyes, showed a miserable smile, and then said: "I--I thought you would keep your hand."
Yes, but you didn’t!”
Although Mo Qiye's fingers were inserted into his Dantian, Li Ziyun did not feel the slightest pain, because compared to the pain in his body, at this moment, his heart hurt more, or he was very entangled. After experiencing
After a betrayal between father and son, he once again experienced a betrayal between friends!
Mo Qiye was still dressed in black, but there was no warm smile on his face anymore, only a look of indifference. His eyes looking at Li Ziyun were full of strangeness, as if he was facing a stranger, but
For some reason, his brows wrinkled slightly without anyone noticing, as if he was thinking about something, or thinking about something——
At this moment, he actually forgot that his flashing electric snake fingers were still inserted into Li Ziyun's lower abdomen. Drop after drop of blood seeped out from the gaps between his fingers and fell to the ground with the raindrops——
Six more figures appeared like ghosts, two of them immediately helped Wushangren up, drove Wushangren away in a hurry in the wind and rain, while the remaining four figures drove Li Ziyun and Mo
Qi Ye was surrounded in the middle, with weapons in their hands——
And at this moment, suddenly, a gust of wind roared past. This gust of wind cleverly and skillfully lifted up Mo Qiye's sleeves, revealing his somewhat purple arms, and there were shocking scars on his arms——
Surprisingly, it was Li Ziyun!
Li Ziyun and Mo Qiye lowered their heads at the same time, staring blankly at the three shocking characters on their arms, and scenes seemed to appear before their eyes——
"Will you always remember me -"
"certainly!"
"Um……"
"what you do--"
"I just want to remember you!"
"Are you mentally ill——"
…
His brows were furrowed tightly. Mo Qiye didn't know what he thought of, but his eyes turned a faint purple color, which was extremely terrifying——
"Haha——" Li Ziyun suddenly laughed, his smile was so self-deprecating that it was all just a game!
"Ah -" Mo Qiye suddenly looked up to the sky and roared in pain, and suddenly pulled out the right hand that had been inserted into Li Ziyun. In an instant, with a pop, Li Ziyun spurted out another mouthful of blood mist, and the blood in his lower abdomen was like a fountain.
It spurted out, and the whole person was directly shaken out——
"Young Master!"
At this moment, Mo Qiye held his head with both hands and roared in pain, as if his head had been hit. He fell to the ground and rolled around in the rain——
Holding the Nether Soul-Destroying Shuttle in his hand and supporting himself on the ground, Li Ziyun supported his body so as not to fall down. However, he was in a daze at the moment. He covered his lower abdomen with his left hand and tapped several acupuncture points to stop the bleeding. His eyes were filled with tears.
Looking at Mo Qiye with slightly narrowed eyes, a trace of confusion flashed across his face——
Only then did he see that something was wrong with Mo Qiye. He didn't seem to recognize him at all. Thinking of this, Li Ziyun immediately analyzed countless possibilities in his mind, and he felt better. Mo Qiye didn't betray him, but
Something went wrong with him -
Then Mo Qiye seemed to be going crazy, screaming in pain and roaring for a while before he stabilized. However, after taking a deep look at Li Ziyun, his figure flashed and disappeared——
Two of the remaining four figures chased after him, while the other two figures stayed behind and pushed towards Li Ziyun step by step. These two figures were also old acquaintances. They were the masters of Dahua City last time.
Two people from the mansion!
"Cough cough cough..." At this moment, Li Ziyun's spirit was already a little blurry. Now he just held on and kept coughing. Every time he coughed, he spit out a mouthful of blood. He remained motionless, staring with his squinted eyes.
The two people who were forced to come——
On the other side, the fat man and the two old men were also in the wind and rain, and they were gradually forced forward——
"Ahem...you want to kill me?" Li Ziyun coughed, spit out another mouthful of blood, raised his head, and narrowed his eyes while panting——
"Dear His Highness King Wu, you can think so, you are really terrible! Having an enemy like you will make people unable to sleep, so I have no choice!" Zong Hui said with some emotion, but his movements were
Cautiously, even though he thought that Li Ziyun at this moment was already a paper tiger that could be broken with just one poke, he did not dare to be careless at all——
A feeling of dizziness came over him. Indeed, at this moment, Li Ziyun, let alone taking action, was good enough to be able to stand without falling. Of course, this was only temporary. Even so, he couldn't hold on for long -
The series of things that happened today had a huge impact on him, making him physically and mentally exhausted. Now it even made him feel that he might die soon——
A gust of wind blew, and Li Ziyun's body swayed, as if he could not hold up, but he stood upright again——
And at this moment, Zong Hui and the other person looked at each other and rushed towards Li Ziyun at the same time——
At the same time, Fatty also rushed over, but he was trying to save Li Ziyun, but he was too far away and couldn't catch up!
Seeing that Li Ziyun was about to be killed by the two of them, Li Ziyun suddenly stood up, spit out a mouthful of blood arrows, and burst into laughter. When his laughter fell, he fell to the sky.
In the pool of blood, the Netherworld Soul-Destroying Shuttle was flashing with dark cyan light. With a hiss, it broke through the air and passed directly through the body——
Holy Temple, Zong Hui——
Destroy!
The other person will also be destroyed!
The fat man's footsteps suddenly stopped. At this moment, he actually felt a hint of coldness. Then he took a deep breath and silently made a decision in his heart. No matter what, he could not be an enemy to this person!
The Nether Soul-Destroying Shuttle hung above Li Ziyun's body, emitting a faint green light. Li Ziyun closed his eyes deeply, and his consciousness fell into darkness——
Faintly, a wonderful person appeared in front of me!
