"The two most regrettable things in the world are that beauties have gray hair and heroes grow old." Su Jian did not rush back to the restaurant, but just picked up a pot of wine from the roadside, sat on the eaves next to it, and said to
He started drinking at the Qingge Pavilion opposite.
However, the woman was no longer in the Qingge Tower.
The female musician who had stayed in Qingge Tower for the longest time finally left on this day.
"He's gone." The boss, who had been hiding in the dark, said calmly.
"Gone." The female musician replied calmly.
A group of martial arts masters who were fighting on both sides also stopped at this moment and looked up at Su Jian sitting on the eaves.
Her robes were flying in the wind, and her white hair was also flying.
Su Jian raised the wine bottle and weighed it at them: "Demon Lord Su Jian, come out again, in the first battle, you will win against the Spear Saint King!"
He shouted so boldly that almost the entire street heard his voice, including of course everyone in the restaurant.
"The old man did a good job..." Su Baiyi smiled.
Su Jian put down the bottle of wine, took a long breath, and then looked up at the sky. He did not deliberately express his emotion at this moment that "the beauty and the white-haired hero grow old", although in the eyes of others, after defeating the Spear Master, he looked up at the sky.
He looked up at the sky and looked like a master, but in reality he didn't even have the strength to walk back to the restaurant.
Although he defeated the Spear Saint, the price he paid was also terrible.
"Boy, the rest is all up to you." Su Jian said lightly, "The old man is already very tired after doing this."
In the restaurant, everyone in the Wang family also heard the news of the defeat of the Spear Saint King. They all looked frightened. Wang Ruoxu, who was wearing a mask, was fighting fiercely with Priest Xue. His dull voice came from under the mask: "Even if the gun
The Holy Father is defeated, but the final victory still belongs to us."
"You are very confident, maybe you think that you are already the best in the world at this moment." Priest Xue smiled disdainfully, and struck Wang Ruoxu with two judge pens. One judge pen was swept away by Wang Ruoxu's spear, and the other one was knocked down by Wang Ruoxu's spear.
The pen clicked on Wang Ruoxu's mask. Wang Ruoxu abandoned his gun at that moment and struck Priest Xue with a palm, and Priest Xue immediately slapped him back.
The two palms collided, making a loud noise.
"How dare you compete with me in terms of internal strength?" Priest Xue said in a deep voice.
"We practice the same martial arts. Although you have practiced a few more years than me, at this moment, I am overwhelmed with sorrow from heaven and earth. The strength of Wan Dao Xin Sect should be far superior to yours!" Wang Ruoxu shouted fiercely.
The two of them mobilized their inner strength at the same time, and the entire Shanwai Shanjiu Huan began to shake.
Under the pure gold mask, Priest Xue's face became extremely pale. Although he was unwilling to admit it, what Wang Ruoxu said was indeed true. This picture of heaven and earth that was banned by dozens of Western barbarian warlocks has unimaginable meaning.
His inner strength, otherwise he would not regard it as so important.
At this moment, a red spear suddenly struck and penetrated Wang Ruoxu's chest.
The spear came so quickly that no one in the entire hall had time to react, and when they did, the spear had already been pulled out of Wang Ruoxu's body.
"Father!" Wang Buchen shouted angrily, drew his sword and moved forward.
"Lu Qin, stop him." Lu Tianxing whispered.
Without any hesitation, Lu Qin swung his axes and knocked back Wang Buchen's long sword.
Wang Buchen was shocked by the pair of axes, and the long sword in his hand almost fell off. He frowned and said: "Lu Qin!"
Lu Qin's voice was helpless: "Brother Buchen, there is nothing Lu Qin can do."
Wang Buchen looked at the other people at the main table angrily. The man in Qingyi also looked extremely surprised. He murmured: "How could it be like this?"
Lu Tianxing was very calm: "Many years ago, I actually guessed that such a day would come. Nephew Dongfang, what do you think?"
Dongfang Qi was shaking a little while holding the spear, whether it was excitement or fear.
In the center of the lobby, Wang Ruoxu's palm left Priest Xue's body. He slowly turned around, looked at the person in front of him, and whispered: "Why?"
Standing in front of him was the best brother in his life, the one who had just shot through his chest.
The head of the Dongfang family, Dongfang Yunme.
"Because your ambition grows outside, but my ambition is hidden deep in my heart." Dongfang Yun's face was expressionless, and he flicked his spear to shake off the blood.
"But you have always supported me." Wang Ruoxu said slowly.
"I just never opposed you." Dongfang Yunwo sighed softly, "Because I know that the day when I stand up against you will be the decisive battle between you and me. I have always hoped that this day will not come, or come
A little later, but you forced me to come this far."
Nangong Xi'er, who was fighting outside the restaurant, also noticed the huge changes in the house, but she found that Bai Long in front of her didn't seem to be surprised at all by this scene. She asked confused: "This time, it's you and the Dongfang family who join forces?"
"Whether it's Fushengzuimenglou, the Dongfang family, or Priest Xue, there is no so-called alliance, it's just that everyone makes the right choice for their own benefit." Bai Long said calmly.
Nangong Xi'er turned around suddenly and shouted: "Su Baiyi, be careful!"
But it was too late, Dongfang Yunme had already flown towards Su Baiyi.
"Dongfang Yunwo!" Wang Ruoxu shouted violently, holding back the severe pain, and hit Dongfang Yunwo. However, Priest Xue stopped in front of him and slapped him back. Then Priest Xue
Then he waved the judge's pen in his hand and knocked Wang Ruoxu's mask away.
"Heaven and earth share the same sorrow!" Priest Xue reached out his hand to take it.
But Dongfang Yunwo, who was originally running towards Su Baiyi, suddenly turned around, swung his spear, and flew out of the restaurant with the sorrow of heaven and earth.
The sword energy in Bailong's hand suddenly burst out, forcing Nangong Xi'er back a few steps. Then he stretched out his hand and took Tiandi Tongbei in his hand. Then he flew up and kicked the spear back to Dongfang Yunwo's body.
beside.
Priest Xue was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "This is interesting."
"Would it be more interesting if I put it on my face?" Bailong smiled faintly.
Priest Xue took a few steps forward: "Did you also learn the Wan Dao Heart Sect?"
Bailong shook his head and hung the mask on his waist: "Unfortunately, no."
In the restaurant, Wang Buyu walked up to Wang Ruoxu. His horrified face was full of tears. Although he and his father had never been on good terms, looking at the man lying in a pool of blood in front of him, he felt fear and sadness in his heart.
Spread uncontrollably.
"Father—Father!" Wang Buyu knelt on the ground.
"Run." Wang Ruoxu used his last strength to say the last words of his life.