Fang Xucheng whipped it away, and Mochou in front of him immediately turned into a shadow and disappeared.
"Xucheng, husband, how could you treat me like this?" A faint and earnest voice sounded from behind, and Fang Xucheng's hair stood on end.
He turned around suddenly and saw Mochou standing at the back.
She looked at him, her eyes full of sorrow: "I did it all for you. We agreed to build a great cause together and make the Fang family a powerful clan. Why did you let me fight in front alone and die alone?"
In the Minghe River...the water is so cold..."
Fake! This is all fake! The veins on Fang Xucheng's forehead throbbed, and the thunder whip was drawn out again.
Don't worry, you will be defeated in one blow.
"Xucheng, I didn't expect you to be such a person. I care deeply about you. Do you think you won't miss me at all after I die?"
This time Mochou appeared at the side, and his voice was not deliberately emotional, but was filled with frustration.
Fang Xucheng didn't care about her at all. His eyes were bloodshot and he stared around: "Old godmother, come out here! Stop pretending! Your daughter is dead, did you hear that? If you miss her so much, go and stay with her!"
"Pah! Pah!" The thunder whip kept swinging, and the electric snake wandered around. If there was a slight flaw, it would be bitten by him.
"Why didn't you come to save me? What were you doing at that time? Xucheng..."
"Of course I won't save you!" Fang Xucheng suddenly turned his head and shouted to the newly appeared "Mochou", "Even the cultivator of the God Transformation can't stop you, do you want to ask me to die together?"
He took a deep breath, and the successive phantoms made him gradually go crazy: "I didn't expect those monsters to be so powerful. I only blame you for pretending to be a good person and insisting on helping Ling Yunzhou. You deserve it, you deserve it!"
"Pah! Pah!" The phantoms struck and dispersed, dispersed and gathered again.
"Xucheng..." Mochou shed tears of blood in her eyes, "I have already died for you, why do you still attack my mother? Without her, where would you be today? You have forgotten who opened up the meridians for you and helped you
Are you looking for exercises?"
"Bah!" Fang Xucheng said bitterly, "In the past eighteen years, I have been respectful to her and treated her as my own mother, but she refused to give me even half a penny. If you are dead, who can inherit her?
Mantle? She still wants to send me to the Wuji Sect. If I enter the Wuji Sect, will I still be alive?"
"Why did he die? The Wuji Sect doesn't kill people casually."
"Because..." As if a basin of cold water was poured over his head, Fang Xucheng stopped in time and calmed down.
"Don't try to trick me. I didn't do anything. Mochou's death at the hands of monsters has nothing to do with me. Isn't it just to throw the blame on Ling Yunzhou? Others said he was a traitor, so I just said what's wrong
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"You still dare to say that Achou's death has nothing to do with you!" This time it was Hu Erniang who suddenly appeared, "If it wasn't you, how could she go to Minghe? She was fighting for her life in the front, and you were hiding behind and enjoying the credit, you
You're eating her flesh and drinking her blood! And after she dies, you take on concubines one by one and hang out with other women on her merits!"
"So what?" Fang Xucheng said without any shame, "She volunteered!"
At this point, he became impatient: "Stop pretending here! Smelly bitch, you are a useless person now, what's the use of making these things? I will tear down your valley and see where you can hide!"
As soon as he finished speaking, thunder appeared in the sky, and Fang Xucheng waved his whip: "Go!"
The thunder gathered together and struck down in one fell swoop. Instantly, the entire illusory array was filled with lightning, lightning, and fire.
Huh! Erniang Hu is half dead now. He is the person with the highest cultivation level in this valley. Why should he do all these fancy things with them just to break the situation by force?
As long as he breaks the illusory formation in front of him, those three injuries, some weak and some crippled, are still not at his mercy?
The phantom in front of me shook for a moment and then froze again.
It seemed that the power was not enough. Fang Xucheng waved his whip, and the lightning in the air increased by another 30%.
"Crack---"
The illusory array shook violently for a while, almost breaking, and finally stood still.
"Xucheng..." Mochou's voice continued intermittently, "You...you are so cruel..."
Fang Xucheng was made to vomit by the artificial voice. Seeing that the illusion array was already on the verge of breaking, he immediately swallowed a handful of pills and used 100% of his power.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The thunder gathered into thick thunder pillars, carrying the power of heaven and earth, and crashed down. This power is enough to rival the first heavenly tribulation!
Fang Xucheng smiled ferociously. He didn't believe it, it wouldn't kill them!
"boom--"
The thunder pillar fell, and this time the illusion was finally torn apart by it, revealing the outside scenery.
Before I knew it, it was almost dawn.
Under the solitary rock, there stood a solitary grave, and the thatched cottage next to it was looming in the morning light.
The tomb was split in half, revealing the space inside, where three people were sitting or standing.
Hu Erniang was meditating on the bed, a young man was watching a show with his chin propped up next to the dressing table while pretending to cry, and there was a girl holding a weird bone umbrella next to her.
Seeing this scene, Fang Xucheng had a bad premonition.
What's going on? His thunder pillar didn't hurt them? This is impossible. How could three old, weak, sick and disabled people be able to block his full blow?!
The bone umbrella, which was white on one side and black on the other, was still spinning, with the lightning that had not been fully absorbed lingering on it.
The last stray lightning flashes gathered on the umbrella surface and made a "pop" sound.
The shadow of a small cauldron suddenly appeared on the young master's body, sucking it clean.
He raised his head and smiled at Fang Xucheng, and said in a Mochou voice: "Xucheng, husband, you are so cruel!"
Even though this face was very good-looking, and even though he was heartbroken when he read these words, Fang Xucheng still turned pale, as if he had eaten a fly.
So, was he pretending to be Mochou just now? Then Hu Erniang...
The bone umbrella closed with a snap, and the girl, who was still young and immature, let out Hu Erniang's resentful voice: "Fang Xucheng, I want you to be buried with Achou!"
Fang Xucheng's eyes widened and he became furious: "You are looking for death!"
At this time, Hu Erniang, who was meditating on the bed, suddenly opened her eyes and rushed towards him: "You die first!"
Fang Xucheng raised his hand to fight back, but he had used almost ten stamina just now, and he only had time to throw out a thunder whip before he was severely restrained by Hu Erniang.
Red threads emerged from her body and wrapped around Fang Xucheng, her voice full of resentment: "If you weren't greedy for power and afraid of death, how could something happen to Achou? She was killed by you, she was killed by you!
"
"Senior, no!" Bai Mengjin's expression changed, "The poison on your body..."
But Hu Erniang only wanted to avenge her daughter, and she didn't care about herself. As long as she could get revenge, she didn't care even if she was poisoned and died immediately.
"Be careful!" Ling Bufei reminded, "He still has some energy left!"
Fang Xucheng truly felt that death was coming, and out of fear, a strong survival instinct broke out.
"Smelly bitch!" A little lightning flashed out from his body. If the spell was successfully brewed, both of them would be blown into ashes.
In an emergency, Bai Mengjin pulled Ling Bufei up and said, "Come here!"
She grabbed his hand and pressed it firmly on Fang Xucheng's Tianling Cap. Her magic power poured into his meridians, driving the huge cultivation power to circulate.
"Ah!" Xucheng screamed from beneath his palm.
Ling Bufei's eyes widened as scenes after scenes flooded into his sea of consciousness.