Five hundred and ninetieth chapters cloud movement in all directions
The wind whistles and the wild sand is lonely.
The vitality boiled like a wave, rolling up rubble and surging. People everywhere screamed in surprise, but everything was silent.
Everything is silent, just because there is someone in front of you.
"Do you even want to kill me?"
His tone was very calm, as if he was describing a trivial matter that had nothing to do with him. Perhaps his voice was hoarse because of his serious injury, or his voice was trembling slightly because of pain.
Gu Que heard every word clearly, every pronunciation of the old woman and every tremor of her vocal cords.
Trembling like his body.
Behind him are more than a dozen human god-level masters, each with soaring vitality and infinite momentum. They are holding divine treasures and looking at them eagerly.
Moreover, as the strong wind swept and the smoke and dust fell, countless cultivators with murderous intentions strode towards this side.
"The devil has been found! He is surrounded!"
"Right over there! Over there in the ruins!"
"Quick! Take a look!"
Loud roars spread throughout the world, and cultivators came at great speed one after another. In an instant, the lonely and broken land behind Gu Que was already filled with people!
There are so many people, cultivators from all over the eight states of the world have come together, and at a glance, they are densely packed, and it must be even grander than the Holy Land Martial Arts Festival back then.
They stood on the wasteland, standing among the ruins of Qingliu City, looking at this place one by one.
They all shouted that they wanted to kill the demon! They all shouted that they wanted to kill the person in front of them.
The woman in front of me was extremely weak.
She was already very old, and almost all of her white hair had fallen out, revealing her wrinkled scalp, which was stained with blood and looked shocking.
The flesh and blood all over the body was withered and covered with hideous cracks. The walls of the cracks were dry and wretched, with no blood flowing out. The white bones also looked gray and yellow.
Her back was already stooped, and she was breathing heavily, barely standing still.
Withered flesh and blood, withered hands and feet, withered face, covered with wrinkles, but those eyes were muddy.
It's so turbid that nothing can be seen.
During all this, everyone looked at Gu Que's back, everyone looked at the knife in his hand, and everyone knew him, so he was not disturbed.
"Do you even want to kill me?"
"Do you even want to kill me?"
A voice kept roaring in his head, and it seemed that every roar was going to tear his soul apart.
His whole body was tense, his face was as pale as paper, and his right hand holding the Weeping Blood Knife kept trembling as he looked at the shaky figure in front of him.
He trembled: "You, say one more thing!"
The old woman kept coughing, her mouth and nose were bleeding, and her face was ferocious. She looked at Gu Que and said word by word: "They can't kill me! But if you want to kill me, I will let you kill me."
Her tone was extremely firm, and she said coldly: "No one can kill me, except you."
These two sentences were like thunder, striking Gu Que's mind, causing his body to tremble and his soul to suffer severe pain.
At this moment, there was no him in his heart, only two words. He opened his mouth and murmured: "Han Qiu..."
When these two words were shouted, Gu Que's back suddenly bent, and his whole body bowed down. He felt unbearable pain coming from his heart.
"Wow!"
He spurted out a mouthful of blood. The blood vessels all over his body were bulging, but his face was as pale as paper.
He looked at the ugly, shriveled, shrunken, and weak figure in front of him, and his heart ached every time he looked at it.
She is not an old woman or some reincarnated god or demon.
She is my Han Qiu...
Gu Que's eyes suddenly turned red, and the tears couldn't be contained at all, and they burst out in a surging manner.
I think back then, when she was being chased by the metal tribe in the dark alley, she took the knife with her bare hands, her gray clothes fluttering, and her black hair danced wildly. How heroic was that?
She is unsmiling and has a plain face, but her eyes always show that indescribable confidence and arrogance.
She is never hypocritical, never hides her harshness to others, and never hides her harshness to herself.
"How small is the world? How big is my heart?"
She speaks boldly and can say such grand and powerful words. She is never inferior to men or inferior to anyone.
Whether it is scheming or wisdom, whether it is martial arts or beauty, she never loses to anyone.
No need for too much explanation, the word Han Qiu is enough.
But who can connect her with the old woman with a stooped figure like a monkey in front of her? What kind of catastrophe caused her to become the same as she was?
Gu Que's eyes were cloudy. Looking at Han Qiu in front of him, his mind was full of her appearance back then.
He would never forget the way Han Qiu wanted to frown, but couldn't help but smile, so he could only raise the corners of his mouth slightly.
Whenever she raised the corner of her mouth, the faint red mole would fly up.
He would never forget the ancient world beneath Fazu's tomb. It was a vast land with bright sunshine, gentle breeze, undulating mountains, and grass growing and orioles flying.
There are majestic mountains, lush giant trees, crisp bird songs and gurgling streams.
There is the most real Han Qiu.
On that lush green grass, the long wind would blow up her robe and her long hair, her graceful figure would relax, her brows would stretch, and her eyes would narrow...
It's like embracing everything.
Changed, everything changed.
The catastrophe changed her and ravaged her.
For more than a year, she has never given in and has been tenacious. Even if she were replaced, she could hardly be that tenacious.
Her stubborn character prevented her from telling herself, but chose to bear everything alone.
She saved herself from death time and time again, but she didn't want to help her once.
Not only did he not help her, he also attacked her several times!
Use the Weeping Blood Knife in your hand to strike at her!
Gu Que spurted out a mouthful of blood again, and felt his heart twisting like a knife, and his regret could not be described in words.
If you think about it carefully, whenever she takes action, she will almost certainly kill someone. But the Sky-Eyed Tiger is not dead, Meijun is not dead, and she even let Yin Ya go.
He finally understood everything, finally understood.
"I have never given up in my life. This time, I finally lost."
She had a complicated expression when she said these words.
"If I don't want it, I will die."
"Do you know that if I don't kill someone, I will die!"
These words were written with blood and tears, but it was a pity that I did not understand them at the time.
Why do I feel heartache for no reason? It turns out that it's not some bullshit state at all, but that Han Qiu is suffering.
"Gu Que! What's wrong with you?"
"Do it quickly! Kill her!"
"This demon roams all over Huangzhou, and you are the only one who has ever fought against her."
"Kill her quickly!"
Loud roars came from behind, and Gu Que's body stiffened to the extreme. He raised his head and looked at Han Qiu, with tears streaming down his face.
He couldn't express his regret in words!
He owed Han Qiu too much, too much to repay. He had saved his life countless times, sacrificed his life countless times to accompany him, and there were too many things that could not be mentioned in detail.
He looked at the old woman and couldn't say a word.
What do you say? Sorry? No, it's useless. This is not what Han Qiu wants to hear.
She never needs an apology from anyone.
There were constant roars all around, and tens of thousands of cultivators shouted in unison: "Kill her!"
"Kill this devil!"
"Tear off her flesh! Peel off her old skin!"
The sound shook the heaven and the earth, and for a moment, sand and rocks were flying, and strong winds killed everyone.
Han Qiu looked at Gu Que. There was no sadness on her face. She just said slowly: "The Dragon Que Alliance defeated the six dynasties coalition forces. From now on, the north of Jinhai is impregnable. Demon Lord Gaiyou will give the demons to you again. You and Huangzhou
Unite and form the Southern Alliance. The emperors of the world will be led by you."
Her tone did not contain a trace of emotion, and she continued: "You single-handedly defeated the Divine Lord, saved Huangzhou, and became a hero for the ages. In addition, you stole the show during the battle at Lihuo Holy Mountain. Now you are the god of the mainland, and there are countless
Everyone is willing to die for you! If you kill me again, your reputation will be even greater, and there will be no resistance from now on."
"Enough!"
Gu Que suddenly shouted loudly, gritted his teeth, looked at the old figure in front of him, and said slowly: "None of the eight states in the world can match the red mole on the corner of your mouth."
He held the Weeping Blood Knife tightly, took a deep breath, and suddenly said: "Is there no life left at all?"
Han Qiu said: "Yes, but it can no longer be absorbed."
Gu Que said: "Why?"
Han Qiu said: "I am no longer myself."
Gu Que's eyes were clear with murderous intent, and he said in a cold voice: "Reincarnated gods and demons?"
Han Qiu gritted his teeth and said, "Do you think I killed all these eight million civilians?"
"Whoever it is!"
Gu Que said in a deep voice: "Since I'm here, no one can want you to die!"
He smiled miserably, shook his head and said: "When I first met you, I was just a small cultivator in the early stage of extreme change, fighting with the students of Shendu College. Now I am the Supreme Sin, the King of the Demon Realm, the Eternal Hero, and the Emperor of all dynasties.
Even the Emperor and I don’t take it seriously.”
He looked at Han Qiu and gritted his teeth and said: "You have always been with me and helped me from weak to strong. You have never said a word, and I have never said thank you. You have brought me from the edge of death again and again.
Pull me back, you almost died for me again and again. There are too many things that I can't express, and there are too many emotions that we don't need to talk about anymore, but you must remember one sentence!"
Han Qiu murmured: "Which point?"
Gu Que slashed with the short sword in his right hand, and a strand of long hair fell to the ground. He said in a cold voice: "As long as I, Gu Que, am here! Even the sky can't kill you!"
As soon as these words were spoken, several thunders suddenly sounded in the sky, heading straight towards Gu Que!
Gu Que waved his hand and crushed it into pieces.
And everyone around them had already changed their colors.
Han Qiu just glanced at Gu Que and said slowly: "This time, not only the sky wants to kill me, but also all the powerful people in the world. The Gods and Demons Continent, the Six Hanging Islands, and even the Cathay world want to kill me.
."
Gu Que said proudly: "Then let them step over my body!"
Han Qiu said: "But I will still die. I only have one month left to live. It doesn't make any sense if you protect me or become an enemy of the world."
Gu Que said: "I want to do something, not because of its own meaning, but because I decided to do it."
Han Qiu's face was still expressionless, and he just said calmly: "A hero of all ages was destroyed in one day. He faced the world directly. He died ten times without a chance to live. After many years of good fortune, all his previous achievements were wasted. You just lived for one more month for me. Don't you regret it?"
Gu Que said: "Never!"
Han Qiu didn't say anything. She looked at Gu Que for a long time.
As I watched, my eyes suddenly turned red. (To be continued)