Qian Xunji was too lazy to take off his clothes. His soul power was aroused and his coat was shattered.

Suddenly, he noticed Bibidong's strangeness.

In her eyes at this moment, there was no longer despair, but an unspeakable surprise.

In a moment, Qian Xunji discovered that even though he had read a lot of books since he was a child, now he could not find a suitable word or a suitable word to describe the full hope in his eyes.

The moment he saw Song Wuxin, Bibidong finally understood everything.

The [Disaster of the World] he always said in his mouth turned out to be this.

The scenes of the two acquaintances leaped into her heart again.

He approached her for revenge.

He hinted that the Spirit Hall might be the one who destroyed the Bibi family and was her enemy.

But she didn't take it seriously at all.

He didn't want her to get along with Yu Xiaogang. Although this meaning was very obscure, she still noticed it.

But she thought it was because of jealousy.

He saved her more than once, but she...

But I want to kill him!

Finally, on the green grassland, the scene of his blood dropping as a vow turned into ten thousand tiny needles and poked into her heart.

Suddenly, a heart-wrenching stinging pain came, which made her, who was already weak, almost fainted.

The person she loves betrays her, plots against her, and wants to kill her.

But the person who truly loves her has been hurt by her again and again.

That rainy night, that slap, the sound of the slap that echoed in the rain for a long time before gradually dissipating, seemed to be ringing in her ear again.

I treated him so much, but when she was most desperate now, he was the one who came to save her.

Although he had said that they had cut off their gratitude and righteousness from then on, he still came.

Because he said that he wanted to help her survive this disaster.

So, he came.

But……

From entering this secret room until now, he had not even had a trace of his gaze on her.

It seemed like it was just a routine, without any emotion.

On the grassland, the dark night, blood dripped on the tip of the grass, and the sounds that came from were constantly lingering in her ears at this moment.

"Who!"

Qianxunji turned around quickly.

"It's you!"

Seeing the person clearly, he subconsciously took a step back.

"How is this possible! How could you come here!"

The implication is that the outside is strictly guarded.

Song Wuxin didn't even look at Bibidong who was looking at him at this moment, as if there was no such person in the room.

At first glance, he noticed Qian Xunji's broken arm, and a black and red aura continued to emerge from the wound.

Now it seems that it should be the burning and corrosion effect attached to the [Blood Evil Demon Eye].

Moreover, that mysterious power is constantly enhancing itself by devouring Qian Xunji's vitality.

After all, it is something from hell, and it is not that simple.

Song Wuxin had no intention of paying attention to Qian Xunji's question.

If you have anything to say, kill first.

Villains often die because they talk too much.

He never thought he was the protagonist, but instead he was more like a villain who turned evil.

Therefore, I often remind myself: Don’t talk nonsense and just kill me!

So, he took action decisively.

Seeing that he took action decisively, Qian Xunji's face changed again. He had seen Song Wuxin's ruthlessness with his own eyes.

Kill without blinking, without any delay.

So, he immediately grabbed Bibidong on the bed and pinched her neck.

He is now seriously injured and has a broken arm. At this time, he is no match for Song Wuxin at all.

Therefore, we can only choose to threaten Bibidong.

"Don't come over, or I'll kill her right away!"

Song Wuxin suddenly smiled. The smile seemed to come from hell, gloomy and biting cold, making people unable to help but feel numb when they saw it, and the spine was chilling.

"Threat me with her? You're so stupid!"

"Why, don't you like her? Don't you want to save her?"

"Go to hell with your questions!"

Right hand, [Hand of Death], appears!

The blood evil aura hits the face, making people feel depressed and breathless.

Above the right hand, the red barbs and thorns were covered with claws, flashing with a shiny light.

In the dazzling moments, sharp claws had already stabbed Qianxun's neck.

"Open the martial soul!"

Seeing that Song Wuxin really seemed to ignore Bibidong's life and death, Qian Xunji had no choice but to give up Bibidong as a hostage and try his best to try.

A pure angel phantom was about to be summoned behind Chihiroji, but it was still too late.

Song Wuxin suddenly bent his five fingers slightly, [Five finger cage, universe in the palm], condensed!

In an instant, Qian Xunji's face changed drastically.

"It's you!"

He was so familiar with the feeling of his body losing control, and it could even be said that this was his nightmare.

And at this moment, that horror feeling came again.

"You are the mysterious man in black who sneaked into me in the Flame Valley!"

"I just understand now, but unfortunately it's too late!"

A bloodthirsty smiled, Song Wuxin grabbed Qian Xunji's neck and lifted him up.

The barbs and thorn scales had pierced Chihiroji's neck.

It was still weird that no blood flowed out!

[Soul-sucking technique], suck!

A blood-red aura surrounded Qianxunji. In an instant, he suddenly felt a terrifying devouring force coming, and the soul power in his body was constantly losing.

The hair is constantly graying and then falling off at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The wrinkles on my face suddenly seemed to have grown up by dozens of years.

And it is still intensifying!

"Blood Demon, the Spirit Palace will not let you go! Even if it is the ends of the world, you will never stop until you die!"

Song Wuxin ignored his final struggle, and his strength increased a little more.

From entering the secret room to when he suddenly took action to control Qianxunji, and then used the [Soul-Sucking Technique], all this happened in the middle of lightning.

All of this came too quickly.

Even... it's as fast as a script that has been rehearsed countless times in advance.

If you don’t talk too much, you will definitely kill if you take action!

Bibidong was just in the blink of an eye. Qian Xunji was already covered in white hair and wrinkles on his face. Not only his soul power, but his vitality had already been gone.

"Blood Demon, I won't let you go even if I become a ghost!"

Click!

Song Wuxin directly crushed his throat, "You have no chance to be a ghost, you'll be wiped out!"

"For, why?"

Before dying, he still didn't understand what kind of hatred he had with the Blood Demon, which made him so hard that he even risked his life to kill him at the headquarters of the Wuhun Hall.

Song Wuxin's eyes suddenly became cold and cold. Rushuang was approaching Jiutian. He moved his lips slightly, sent a message to the room, and said four words in Qianxunji's ear.

Then, the [Soul-Sucking Technique] increased its efforts again!

Upon hearing this, Qian Xunji's eyes were filled with disbelief. He maintained this look and the last trace of vitality finally disappeared completely.
Chapter completed!