Wuming's eyes became darker and darker. He gently wiped away Xiao Feng's tears. With a smile on his face in the black robe, he cried for himself.
Xiao Feng looked at Wuming, feeling the coldness on his fingers, and his heart was trembling. Was he really going to leave him?
"Feng, hug me and let me die in your arms." Wuming said softly.
The tears that Xiao Feng had just stopped burst into his eyes again. He hugged Wuming's body tightly: "Okay, I will hold you, but you are not allowed to fall asleep. You will be fine. I will not allow you to leave me..."
"If you dare to hurt me, I will kill you!" Finally, the red-robed ancestor pulled out his wolf fangs. Looking at the blood-stained red robe, he went crazy. He rushed towards the two of them and kicked Wu Huan.
‘Bang’, Xiao Feng hugged Wuming and used his back to forcefully kick the red-robed ancestor. With a ‘click’ sound, he spurted a mouthful of blood onto Wuming’s black robe, and his face was as pale as paper.
"Okay, you're protecting him, right? Then I'll let you both die together!" Seeing Xiao Feng holding up his kick, the red-robed ancestor became even more crazy and kicked him down again.
"don't want……"
"I'm a bastard!"
"Old bastard, you deserve to die!"
Nongqing and the others saw their hearts tremble as they all abandoned their enemies and rushed towards the red-robed ancestor. They could not just watch Xiao Feng being kicked to death!
‘Bang’, Xiao Feng was kicked again and rolled a few times on the ground holding Wuming, but he always tried his best to protect Wuming and prevent him from being hurt again.
"Wind, let me go..." Wuming's originally gloomy eyes were filled with sparkle, and his voice became trembling, and it was very different from usual.
"No... let go!" Xiao Feng gritted his teeth: "As long as I'm here, he can't hurt you."
"Stop them for me, I have to kill both of them today!" The red-robed ancestor saw the strong affection and they all rushed over, yelling at Xidu and the spokesperson.
Xidu raised a handful of yellow powder and sprinkled it on Nongqing and the others.
"Everyone, hold your breath, don't breathe!" Nangong Jian warned hurriedly, then shook the sword in his hand and stabbed Xidu.
However, Nongqing and the others were still stopped. Occasionally, those who rushed over were knocked away by the red-robed ancestor and fell to the ground for a while, unable to get up.
Xiao Feng hugged Wuming and looked at the red-robed ancestor who was getting closer and closer with a ferocious face. He smiled bitterly: "Wuming, we are all going to die. Don't talk about leaving or not. Let's walk together on the road to hell."
"No..." Wuming struggled and wanted to stand up. He wanted to stop the red-robed ancestor.
"You're not a woman, are you? I'm very touched by what I saw, but I still have to die!" The red-robed ancestor glanced at Wuming, then said sternly, raised his right hand, and was about to smash it down.
‘Bang’, at this moment, a loud noise came out, and even the ground of the underground palace shook a few times. Everyone was shocked and subconsciously turned their heads to look.
The heavy stone door was broken, and a hole the size of a washbasin appeared in the middle, with rubble flying out.
"Who!" The spokesman's face changed.
‘Bang’, there was another loud noise, the hole the size of a washbasin became larger, a fist passed through the stone door, and then the stone fell, and terrifying cracks appeared on the stone door.
"Crack, click, click", the stone door made a breaking sound, and with a "bang", the stone door completely collapsed, dust flew, and a thin figure appeared on the stone ruins.
Everyone was in a daze. What was going on? Did you read that correctly? This was a person. He used his fists to smash the thick stone door.
Even Xiao Feng was dumbfounded and stared straight at the stone ruins. You must know that he just fired a shot at the stone gate. Even the powerful soul-hunting gun couldn't blast through the stone gate!
The smoke and dust dissipated, and the figures on the ruins became clearer and clearer. You could even clearly see the person coming, holding a transparent long sword as thin as a cicada's wings.
"Old, old guy?" Xiao Feng trembled and stared at the figure on the ruins in disbelief. Why is he here?
"Mr. Jing!"
"Grandpa Jing!"
Nangong Jian, Nong Qing and others all recognized the person, and they all felt like crying for a moment. They knew that if Mr. Jing was here, they would not have to die!
"Jing Moxian!" The faces of the red-robed ancestor and Xidu changed drastically, and they even took a few steps back subconsciously, with thick jealousy and even fear flashing in their eyes... Why did he appear here!
Elder Jing walked in slowly. He glanced at Xiao Feng, who was sitting on the ground with dirt and blood all over his body. A cold light flashed deep in his eyes, and then he looked at the red-robed ancestor not far away from them. He said faintly
Asked: "Did you do it?"
Elder Jing's attitude made the Hongpao ancestor very angry. He didn't take himself too seriously, right? Even if I, Hongpao, are not as good as you, Jing Moxian, I'm not a soft persimmon who can be pinched easily!
"That's right, I did it..." Jing Moxian was here anyway, and the red-robed ancestor was ready to risk his life, "You..."
"Come here and die!" Elder Jing didn't wait for the red-robed ancestor to finish speaking, raised the long sword in his hand, pointed the blade directly at the red-robed ancestor, and said coldly.
"..." Many people were shocked now, especially Nangong Jian, who secretly lamented that Mr. Jing was still as domineering as ever. It is estimated that the red-robed ancestor is in danger!
"What? Jing Moxian, others are afraid of you, but my red-robed ancestor is not afraid of you. If you want to fight, just fight. Let me see how strong you are!" The red-robed ancestor was furious.
"Go get a weapon, and I'll make you die convinced."
The red-robed ancestor didn't dare to ask for help, so he went to the side and took out his own weapon. It was a strange cold weapon, like a sickle.
"Old guy, kill him, he killed Wuming!" Suddenly, Xiao Feng's hysterical roar sounded, full of hoarseness and grief.
Three Kills, Kuang Zhan and others' bodies trembled, Wuming died? They looked at Xiao Feng's arms, and those heart-stopping and lifeless eyes were closed at this time.
"It's just ants, if you want to kill them, just kill them!" The red-robed ancestor said coldly: "If the ants dare to hurt me, of course they will be killed!"
Mr. Jing looked at Xiao Feng, and the hand holding the Seven Star Sword shook. Ever since he was a child, he had never seen Xiao Feng so rude, so sad, so heartbroken...
"Ant? In my eyes, you are also an ant!" Jing Lao's murderous aura was majestic, as if it were real, it enveloped the red-robed ancestor, and at the same time launched an extremely violent attack.
"Kill!" the red-robed ancestor shouted: "Xi Du, if you don't come to help quickly, let's kill him together!"
"Okay!" The spokesman nodded sharply and rushed towards Mr. Jing!
But Xidu hesitated. He had suffered a terrible defeat at the hands of Jing Moxian, and the shadow in his heart still existed, so when he saw Jing Moxian again, he didn't even have the courage to take action.
"If you don't take action, he won't let you go!" the red-robed ancestor yelled.
"That's right, you three must die tonight!" Old Jing's cold voice came out: "Let's go together!"
Xidu's body trembled, and then he gritted his teeth: "Jing Moxian, I'm here to fight you too!" As he said that, he rushed forward.
Although he was very confident in Elder Jing, even Nangong Jian looked worried when the three masters came together. He didn't know how strong Elder Jing was, but both Xidu and the ancestor of Hongpao were already ancient martial arts.
One of the strongest ranks in the world!
"Dang bang", the spokesperson's weapon broke first, and then he saw blood flying out from his mouth and fell heavily to the ground.
"Fuck!" The spokesman happened to be not far away from Wu Huan, feeling the burning pain on his arm. Wu Huan was itching his teeth with hatred. How could he let go of this opportunity to beat the drowned dog now, so he stepped up and stepped on it.
On the spokesperson’s face: “If you keep fucking crazy about me, fuck your sister!”
"Papa papa", Wu Huan kicked him and still couldn't get over his anger, so he slapped his big foot and said hello to the spokesperson's face. The stomp was so satisfying!
The spokesperson is the weakest, and the remaining ancestors of Xidu and Hongpao are very strong. Even Elder Jing felt a certain amount of pressure when facing the two of them. However, thinking of Xiao Feng's heartbroken look just now, murderous intent surged in his heart.
We must kill them today!
Hongpao Ancestor and Xidu temporarily stabilized the situation, and the fear gradually dissipated. They felt in their hearts that Jing Moxian was not too strong! They did not think about it, but they were all the strongest people.
Well, what kind of existence is it that can fight them one on two!
"Wu Ming... the old guy will avenge you." Xiao Feng hugged Wu Ming, tears falling: "If you leave, will there be no trace of me..."
"Brother Feng, Wuming..." Kuang Zhan and others stepped forward and asked cautiously.
Xiao Feng didn't seem to hear their voices, he just kept mumbling and talking to Wuming.
"Wu Ming, do you still remember the first time we met? Haha, I have never forgotten it..."
"I still remember that night, you said that from now on, you would hide in the dark and be my shadow. My heart really hurts..."
"I haven't defeated you yet, how can you leave? What about our promise? Am I unable to fulfill it in my lifetime?"
Wuming closed his eyes and was not breathing at all. At this time, he was no longer the terrifying No. 1 and was peaceful.
"Scout!" Elder Jing roared softly, and the Seven-Star Sword brought up a cloud of blood. The red-robed ancestor screamed in pain, staggered back a few steps, and a sword wound appeared on his chest.
"Kill!" Mr. Jing gained the upper hand and showed no mercy. He waved his seven-star sword, quickly approached Xidu, and struck down with one strike.
"Ah..." Xidu screamed, his left hand was broken at the wrist, and all the yellow powder in his palm fell into the air.
Some of the scattered powder got on his severed palm, and the originally red blood instantly turned black, showing how toxic it is! And some of the powder got on his severed wrist, and the same toxin exploded, causing him to stumble and stop standing.
He couldn't stand still and fell to the ground.
Xi Du naturally knew the horror of his poison. He ignored the pain, turned pale with fear, and wanted to use his good right hand to take out the antidote, but Mr. Jing would not give him a chance!
"You spend your whole life poisoning people, and dying from your own poison is your retribution!" Mr. Jing's voice sounded coldly.
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(Wuming has always been a character that has attracted much attention. Focus on his strength, and even more attention on his gender... Well, I think everyone should understand after seeing this, right? These two chapters touched some softness in me,
I cried when I wrote about it...Okay, maybe the scene I sketched in my mind is really touching, but my writing power is limited...Wuming, a person who wants to protect Xiao Feng for his whole life, a person who is willing to be a shadow!)
