Six hundred and twentieth chapters secretly murdered
On Ningxin's sad face, Huixin's smile appeared, "Jung-lang, I...I can't do it anymore..."
"Silly! Don't talk nonsense! I can save you! I can!" Shu Jun shook his head desperately, "Where is Brother Zhou? Where is Brother Zhou?" Shu Jun suddenly raised his head, looked at Luo Jiutian and others and shouted,
"Where is his holy garment? As long as there is holy garment, you can save Ningxin!"
Hearing this, Ye Jianxing moved, "Brother Zhou has something important to do today, so he didn't come out with us. I'll go back and get the holy clothes with him!" After saying that, Ye Jianxing stepped on the flying sword and smoked.
Return to the imperial capital of the Great Qin Dynasty.
Ningxin's life gradually scattered like time passed by. Shu Jun, who was holding her, could even feel the decrease in Ningxin's body temperature.
"Ningxin, don't die! Hold on! As long as the sword shape comes back, you will be saved!" Shu Jun shook Ningxin's shoulders and cried.
"Sister, the fourth brother is here! The fourth brother is here!" Ying Yu was completely infected by the grief in front of him and completely forgot the grudges between him and Shu Jun. At this moment, if Ning Xin could bring back his life, even if he was to let him do it.
If Ying Yu gave up the fight with Shu Jun, he might agree.
"Junlang, I... After I die... please... promise me... something..." Ningxin struggled, her eyelids became heavier. Once she closed her eyes, she would fall asleep forever and never again
wake up.
"Silly, let alone one piece, even ten pieces or hundreds of pieces, I promise you too!" Shu Jun said in pain.
"Don't...kill me...Fourth brother..." Ning Xin's face was pale and bloodless, and the dagger on her chest shook gently as she coughed.
Shu Jun covered Ning Xin's wound, but he did not dare to pull the dagger. The dagger just stabbed Ning Xin's heart. If Shu Jun hadn't been using internal force to maintain Ning Xin's life, Ning Xin would have lost its fragrance.
The jade is damaged. Once the dagger that stabs Ning Xinxin's mouth is pulled out, Ning Xin will definitely die at the moment.
Blood flowed out through Shu Jun's fingers. Looking at the blood that was blooming on Ningxiang's body like a flower, Shu Jun felt sad. At this time, he would agree without hesitation about what conditions Ningxin said.
"Ningxin, don't worry, I will promise you! I will promise you!" Shu Jun cried, "But you can't leave me! You can't leave me!"
Hearing Shu Jun agreeing to his request, Ningxin's frown frown finally let go, and the jade hand holding Shu Jun's arms finally fell down weakly.
Suddenly, Shu Jun was stunned, his face was dull, and his strong heart was like a cracked porcelain bowl, and countless tiny cracks appeared.
Ying Yu also seemed to feel his sister's departure, staring at Ning Xin's face with her eyes tightly, and her lips were trembling and unable to speak.
"Concentrate your heart!" Finally, Shu Jun suppressed his feelings for a long time and erupted like a mountain torrent. At this moment, tears were unscrupulous.
The jade man in his arms had stopped breathing and his body temperature gradually dropped. But Shu Jun was unwilling to believe that this woman who was still alive and jumping not long ago actually died in front of him.
"Ningxin, you will not die. As long as you protect your soul with the holy clothes, you will not die!" Shu Jun did not hesitate anymore, hugged Ningxin and prepared to stand up, return to the imperial capital of the Great Qin Dynasty, and take Zhou Tianxuan with him.
Holy Clothes.
Ying Yu saw Shu Jun going to take away his sister's body and said hatefully: "Shu Jun! Put down my sister!"
Shu Jun turned a deaf ear and still wanted to take Ningxin away. However, his hands and feet were weak and he had no strength, and he didn't even have the strength to pick up Ningxin. After struggling for a while, Shu Jun bit his teeth and tried his best.
With strength, I hugged Ningxin.
When Ying Yu saw Shu Jun standing up and was about to stop Shu Jun, a figure flashed in front of him and a man attacked Shu Jun's back.
Shu Jun didn't know anything, and still walked forward with Ningxin in his arms, staggeringly. Suddenly, Zhao Butian came from behind and slapped Shu Jun's back with a palm. Suddenly, Shu Jun vomited a mouthful of blood and walked forward
He staggered a few steps and fell to the ground with Ningxin in his arms.
"Zhao Butian!" Sikong Jianheng saw Zhao Butian taking the opportunity to attack Shu Jun, and screamed angrily, turned the flying sword and stabbed towards Zhao Butian.
Zhao Butian sneered, turned the flying sword in his hand, avoided Sikong Jianheng's flying sword, and stabbed it diagonally, stabbed Sikong Jianheng's waist.
Sikong Jianheng was shocked and quickly retreated. In this way, he avoided Zhao Butian's killing move. As soon as the two of them separated, they fought each other again, and they were in a desperate battle.
Zhong Mo, Luo Jiutian, and the Peak of Eternity, saw Zhao Butian and Sikong Jianheng fight, they all used flying swords and rushed up. After seeing this, Zhao Butian's men also used their magic weapons to greet them.
The scene suddenly became chaotic and everyone fought together.
Ying Yu looked withered, and his eyes were dull, turning a deaf ear to everyone's fierce battle. He was afraid that Ying Yu would make any mistakes, so he stole his body to Ying Yu and said anxiously: "Master! Come with me!"
Ying Yu's eyes were red, and he looked at the iron face and murmured: "My sister is dead."
Tieden Mian was shocked to see Ying Yu become like this. In his heart, Ying Yu has always been the kind of person who is in charge and waves his troops while chatting and laughing. Even if he encounters great setbacks, he will not lose his square inch.
But at present, Ying Yu is so sad because of her sister's departure. It seems that Princess Ningxin has always occupied a very important position in Ying Yu's heart.
Tiemin didn't have time to think about anything, so he pulled Ying Yu up, flashed his body, and fled from the battlefield of melee.
This time, all those who came with Zhao Butian were masters. These people besieged Zhong Mo and the others together, and they were immediately determined to see who was stronger and who was weaker.
Zhong Mo and others struggled to survive. Zhong Mo had already fainted on the ground, and they didn't know if the injury was serious. At present, Zhong Mo and others wanted to escape with Shu Jun, but they couldn't do it.
"Shu Jun will die soon! Let's go together!" Zhao Butian knew that Shu Jun would definitely die this time, and his eyes were full of fanaticism.
Zhong Mo was afraid that Zhao Butian would attack Shu Jun again, so he moved the center of the battlefield to Shu Jun's body. Several people wandered around Shu Jun to prevent others from attacking Shu Jun.
Seeing that the people on his side gradually could not hold on, Luo Jiutian said anxiously: "Old Zhong, you take your lord away, we will hold them back!"
"No! If you want to leave, everyone will go together!" Zhong Mo refused flatly.
"The military advisor is right. Brother Zhong, you take your lord first! Let's break the back!" Sikong Jian shouted.
"Old Zhong! Can't you even see the current situation clearly?" Luo Jiutian said anxiously.
Hearing this, a hint of hesitation flashed in Zhong Mo's eyes. At present, Shu Jun has completely lost his combat power. If he stays here, his life will inevitably be in danger. After all, Zhao Butian is not a weak character. Once he has the opportunity to take advantage of it, the consequences will be
Unbelievable.
Thinking of this, Zhong Mo said, "Nine Heavens, hold on! I'll go back to help the soldiers!" After saying that, Zhong Mo's body flashed, came to Shu Jun, and picked up Shu Jun, but Shu Jun's arms were tight.
Holding Ningxin tightly, even Zhong Mo couldn't relax.
In desperation, Zhong Mo could only pick up Ningxin, take a step forward, and run towards the imperial capital of the Great Qin Dynasty.
Zhao Butian saw Zhong Mo holding Shu Jun away, and turned the flying sword and swung Sikong Jianheng, and planned to chase after him. However, he was entangled by the Eternal Peak. The Eternal Peak attacked fiercely and was beaten with a desperate attack.
Fa. In a short period of time, Zhao Butian was unable to kill him, so he could only say anxiously: "Go and chase Zhong Mo! Never let Shu Jun leave alive!"
Upon hearing this, Bai Feng and Zhao Fan moved, left everyone else and chased towards Zhong Mo who was running away.
Seeing Bai Feng and Zhao Fan chasing him, Zhao Butian was still a little worried. At this moment, he could only fight against Sikong Jianheng and others, hoping to kill these people and chase Shu Jun.
Since Zhong Mo hugged Shu Jun and Ning Xin in his arms, the speed of escape was very slow. In less than a moment, he was chased by Bai Feng and Zhao Fan.
Zhao Fan jumped in the air, shook the silver spear in his hand, blocking Zhong Mo, while Bai Feng stayed behind him and blocked Zhong Mo's retreat.
"Zhong Mo, you can't leave!" Zhao Fan looked at Zhong Mo coldly and said coldly.
Zhong Mo stopped, his pupils slightly contracted, looked at Zhao Fan, and sneered: "Do you two want to keep me?"
"If you were the only one, maybe we really couldn't keep you." Zhao Fan said slowly, "But don't forget that you are not the only one who stays here now!"
Zhong Mo knew that Zhao Fan said well, but protecting Shu Jun's safety was his duty. Today, even if he died in battle, Shu Jun must not be injured in any way.
Thinking of this, Zhong Mo made up his mind that if he could escape, he would naturally have to take Shu Jun to escape. If he really couldn't escape, he would have to stay and fight desperately. But no matter what, Zhao Fan and his family could not be allowed to do so.
Bai Feng approached Shu Jun.
"Zhong Mo, let's understand!" Zhao Fanduan shouted, and the silver spear in his hand shook, emitting a dazzling light, like a silver dragon, attacking Zhong Mo.
Zhong Mo's face was solemn, and he placed Shu Jun and Ningxin on the ground. The ancient sword in his hand turned and drew countless sword lights, sprinkling towards Zhao Fan like a meteor shower. Taking advantage of this, Bai Feng who was staying behind was also
He chased after him, raised his jade hand, and the butterfly darted endlessly, shining with a cold light, attacking Zhong Mo's back.
Zhong Mo did not dare to be careless. The ancient sword quickly drew forward and back, pulling out countless sword flowers, like a shield, protecting himself and Shu Jun. Even the countless butterfly darts shot by Bai Feng, none of them hit Zhong Mo.
Bai Feng saw that none of the butterfly darts he raised hit Zhong Mo, and withdrew his jade hand, countless butterfly darts returned to Bai Feng's hands. Immediately afterwards, Bai Feng danced wildly with his hands, dancing out the shadows of his hands all over the sky.
, Countless butterfly darts shot towards Zhong Mo in several ways. Since Zhao Fan had already blocked Zhong Mo's retreat in front, Zhong Mo was completely forced into the Jedi by the butterfly dart.
This time, it is probably a bit difficult for Zhong Mo to avoid it.
When Zhao Fan saw that Zhong Mo was forced into a desperate situation by himself and Bai Feng, he sneered in his heart, "Zhong Mo, surrender!"
Zhong Mo sneered, "You think too much about me, Zhong Mo, want me to surrender!" After saying that, the ancient sword in his hand suddenly left his hand and soared into the sky. Suddenly, the gloomy sky brightened, and in the dark clouds like dragon scales
, a lightning flash suddenly lit up, which hit Zhong Mo's ancient sword.
Zhao Fan and Bai Feng were surprised when they saw Zhong Mo use this move. But the current situation could not be thought of. At that moment, Zhao Fan shouted, "Bai Feng, come on together!
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Bai Feng did not answer, and raised countless butterfly darts with his hands, and rushed towards Zhong Mo like falling snowflakes.
Boom! The thunder in the air sounded one after another. Countless fireballs fell from the sky like rain, illuminating the entire gloomy sky.
Zhao Fan and Bai Feng were surrounded by countless fireballs. Seeing the fireballs falling from the sky, the two had no choice but to dodge backwards.
At this point, Zhong Mo avoided the joint attack between Zhao Fan and Bai Feng!