With a puff, Wuhen suddenly spitted out a mouthful of blood and sprayed it on Lin Cheng's armor. His eyes raised and looked straight at Lin Cheng, as if he was dying with his eyes closed. ~

Lin Cheng looked at Wuhen indifferently, then pulled out his right foot that was deeply trapped in Wuhen's chest. Then he turned silently and left Wurong Square. After walking to the edge, he was still standing in the crowd silently.

Wuhen's guard raised his hand to stop it, turned to look at Wuhen's eyes narrowed slightly while still lying there.

The place on Wuhen's chest was stepped on by his feet was very neat and obvious. The shape of the footprints was extremely clear. You could even see the flesh and blood in Wuhen's chest. The shape of Lin Cheng's footprints had penetrated his flesh and blood and directly printed on the bluestone of the square under him. I also thought of the vibration of Wurong Square just now. How powerful is Lin Cheng's kick and how exquisite the power is to control it. The number one person in the Heavenly King is indeed extraordinary.

But these were not shocked to them. Not only Wuhen’s guards, but everyone in Wuqing Square could clearly understand the residual destruction on Wuhen’s chest, which had disappeared at this time. From this, they figured out the intention of Lin Cheng’s kick just now. The destruction brought by the arrow of Destroying Star remained on Wuhen’s chest. Although it was not broad, it was extremely deep. Even the Master Wuqing Dao and the Third Ancestor Wuqing Dao were helpless. But Lin Cheng relied on his own strength to completely destroy the meaning of destruction.

In fact, it is not as everyone seems. Lin Cheng had a better way, such as using his destruction heart to completely absorb the meaning of destruction, but Zhejiang exposed Lin Cheng's identity. What he now relies on is the destruction of the true innate treasure Destruction Battle Boot. This destruction completely dissipates the destruction of the Star Destruction Arrow, while its own destruction Lin Cheng can receive it back as he pleases.

Wurong's injuries were very serious, but the biggest root cause was that this pure destruction could not be eliminated, and all the treatment methods could not work. Now Lin Cheng has broken through these destruction, and the pills that Wuhen swallowed just now had completely exerted their therapeutic effect. People can see the shape of footprints on Wuhen's chest shrinking to the naked eye.

Suirenxiang looked at Lin Cheng deeply. This man had never disappointed people, but he always disappointed himself. Her mood was very complicated, that is, she hoped that Lin Cheng would save Wuhen, but Lin Cheng really saved Wuhen, but indirectly it showed that he had acquiesced to Wuhen's relationship with him, which made Suirenxiang feel a little heartbroken.

"The third prince, let's go to his subordinate's cave to heal his wounds."

A guard squatted beside Wuhen and helped him sit on the ground. At this moment, the hole in Wuhen's chest was only the size of a fist, and the bleeding was not as terrifying as before.

Wuhen looked at Suirenxiang and knew that she had something to do at this moment. Then he shook his head and stood up slowly with his palm on the ground. Even after suffering such serious injuries, his body was still upright.

He bowed to the Wuqing Taoist Lord on the viewing platform, and Wuhen said loudly: "Wuhen is reckless today, please forgive me."

The Master Wuqing closed his eyes helplessly. When he opened them, his eyes were as calm as before. He nodded lightly and said, "It's okay, it's a blessing that the third prince did not die in Wuqing Square."

Nowadays, everything is impossible to stop. The so-called quarrel or pursuing anyone is meaningless.

Wuhen turned to Shura's eldest prince Wukun and said with a grim smile: "This time I'm afraid I'll disappoint my elder brother."

Wu Kunhui said nothing with a hideous smile.

Wuhen glanced at Wukun's body and moved, and he was already flying back to the crowd, and he stood there like that.

The Third Patriarch of Wuqingdao on the observation stage said, "Lord of Tao, I wonder what to do now?"

The Master Wuqing frowned slightly and said to Suirenxiang, who was standing in the square in a slightly helpless tone: "The saint ceremony will continue, but I don't know if you can still be ruthless now. Whether you can still kill love."

Lichen Tianjun died, but in fact her ending was destined, and her mission was only to die with Suirenxiang. But now everything has failed. As the Lord of the Relentless Taoist, he can do all his means in private, but on the surface he has to maintain the unity of the Relentless Taoist, even if this unity is illusion.

Suiren Xiang flew to the central platform again, turned around and looked at Wuhen with a searching gaze. Wuhen's mood was also particularly entangled at this time, but his strong reason made him make the most reasonable and advantageous choice. He nodded, although the movement was a little stiff.

Suirenxiang also stood there stiffly. She did not nod her head for Wuhen, but to see how Lin Cheng would say. She was very curious that she wanted to turn around, but she was still rational and made her stiff. Finally, she reached out to grab the love-slaying short blade that was still floating there.

Slowly raised her head and looked up at the sky, Suirenxiang vented her emotions through words in a lonely tone. She dared not look at anyone, otherwise she would lose the courage to vent.

"Love or ruthlessness is no longer important to me. I am tired, my heart is very tired, I just want to live quietly. I just want to live peacefully in a place where no one is disturbed, I just want to watch the sunrise and sunset calmly, listen to the wind blowing through my face, and calmly look at the vastness of the sea. I don't need anyone to understand me, hope always brings disappointment, I'm physically and mentally exhausted by disappointment, just want to hide in the corner of no one and mourn silently. I don't need someone to care for me, that's luxury

Hope, although I always hope. I don’t need reason. Reason will force me to make choices that go against my true heart. I can only grit my teeth and tell myself to be strong when there is no one. I just want to think about nothing, I just want to live emptyly, I just want to have some faint helplessness, but it is always better than disappointment and sadness. Love or ruthlessness is no longer important, whether to cut off love or not is deliberately forced. I am tired, I don’t want to force or not, I just want to be calm and not think about anything."

The blade of love-cutting slowly dissipated, and Suirenxiang stood on the platform and still looked up at the starry sky. She stood there but people seemed to have no presence in her eyes. Her eyes were a little hollow, her breath gradually dimmed, and the numb and helpless aura gradually spread.

The spire of Wurong Tower behind emitted a misty green light. The green light slowly flowed and meandered, flowing like a stream of light to the head of Suiren Xiang. Finally, it gathered above her head into a cold phoenix crown, the holy crown of the saint of Wurong Avenue.

The Ruthless Square is still engulfed by a faint sadness, and millions of people are still immersed in this faint helpless, numb and empty emotion. This is the emotion vented by Suiren Xiang.

The Master Wuqing Taoist's eyes were in the ancient well, and he had no emotions, but his heart was not as good as his eyes. The Saint Saint Crown himself recognized it, and there was no need to cut the love blade. There was no need to cut the love, but the Saint Saint Crown who belongs to the Path of Wuqing recognized Suiren Xiang himself.

The Third Ancestor of Wuqing Avenue slowly breathed a sigh of relief and finally ended.

Wuhen slowly breathed a sigh of relief, but the feeling in his heart was unspeakable. It might be very complicated, but there was more faint but deep sadness. I don’t know if it was for Suiren Xiang or for myself.

Lin Cheng slowly closed his eyes, unable to bear to look at the lonely figure.

Hongyao leaned into Lin Cheng's arms, opened her mouth, and finally all her words turned into a sigh.

No one is wrong, but Suirenxiang fell in love with someone she shouldn't love.

"The Saint Ceremony ends." After a while, Wuqing Taoist Lord slowly stood up and faced the empty sky, and said in a low tone: "The Saint Ceremony begins, as long as you still have a heart to celebrate."

The Ruthless Square seems to be silent. As long as you still have a heart to celebrate, celebrating a beautiful woman with ruthlessness? Perhaps only heartless people can have a heartless mood to celebrate.

The grand celebration has begun. Because the people of the ruthless Avenue are really heartless. It is a good thing for a beautiful woman to become ruthless. No matter what she has experienced, we should celebrate it!

"Congratulations to Suirenxiang as the saint of the ruthless Dao!" Millions of ruthless Dao disciples congratulated each other. This shout seemed to dispel the haze that had just enveloped everyone's hearts. Suddenly, the cheerful and lively emotions spread in the ruthless Plaza.

"The people of Wuruthless Avenue are always like this. It is really an enviable state of being only affectionate to themselves." Wukun cursed in his heart, but he still stood up first, walked along the red carpet leading to the platform to Suirenxiang, bowed politely, put a storage ring on his hands, and said, "Wukun, on behalf of the Shura clan, congratulated Suirenxiang on becoming the saint of Wuruthless Avenue."

The Master of the Wuqing Avenue who appeared next to Suirenxiang in time immediately whispered: "The Shura tribe congratulated Suirenxiang on becoming the saint of the Wuqing Avenue and presented the best soul defense artifact to control the heart ring."

Suirenxiang nodded slightly, her voice neither salty nor light nor light, and said without any emotion: "Thank you, Prince Wukun."

The guard commander Dai Suirenxiang, who came next to him, took the storage ring and bowed and stood.

With Huangfu Lan from the Naga Dynasty behind Wukun, Huangfu Lan walked to Suirenxiang and bowed and said with a smile: "Congratulations to Saint Suirenxiang, I only invite the Saint Suirenxiang to the Naga Continent to teach Dharma and teach Taoism on behalf of the Naga Dynasty."

Suiren Xiang nodded slightly and pondered: "Thank you, Brother Huangfu Lan, for your efforts along the way. At least it did not make my celebration too embarrassed. I accept your invitation and please tell Emperor Naga that the first stop of Suiren Xiang's teaching of the Dharma will start from the Naga Dynasty."

Huangfu Lan bowed again with a smile on his face and presented a storage ring with both hands. In his thoughts, Suirenxiang should be as unkind as rumored, but the feeling of being indifferent to him for the first time was not like this.

Perhaps only the ruthless people are false people, and only the false people will show the most appropriate etiquette at any time. Huangfu Lan thought so.

Lin Cheng in the crowd looked at Suirenxiang silently and turned his head silently and walked out. Hongyao made a meditative and thoughtful look and stroked her forehead vigorously. She knew that Lin Cheng was feeling a little disappointed or some other emotions, in short, it was very complicated, but she couldn't figure out what kind of emotions this complicated emotion was. But she knew very well that this man should be alone at this time.
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