Chapter 434 The Land of Illusion, Awakening on the 9th

"The posthumous title has been decided, Wen Zhao, King Wenzhao of Qin, a beautiful posthumous title!"

In the Taiping Palace, Yuan Chengfeng quietly walked into the Binghuochi Cave Mansion and looked at his junior sister who had been silent for the past few days.

Ji Jiuwei's body has recovered a lot, but his hair has turned half gray overnight, his face has no expression at all, and he doesn't eat or speak.

Although the senior brothers and sisters around him feel distressed, they can only always accompany him to prevent accidents.

If we say the most miserable person in the world is Ji Jiuwei, who is recovering from his injuries in secret.

No one can understand the pain of losing a husband in early life and losing a son in middle age.

"Junior sister! Just cry, it will make you feel better." Yuan Chengfeng sighed.

"I only stayed with him for two months. I'm not a good mother!"

As expected, Ji Jiuwei cried, her heart breaking. She has always been a person with clear distinctions between love and hate, with an arrogant and aggressive personality, and she couldn't bear it anymore.

Then, like a phoenix, he knocked Yuan Chengfeng away with a palm and cursed angrily: "You wolf-hearted thing, without my son, how could you losers enter the world? The immortals, Dugu Hongye, Qingtong and those evil creatures forced my son

,Why don’t you help, you bastard, get out!

Cui Ying'er felt as if anything she said was superfluous, so she had no choice but to stand with him.

…

He jumped up, stretched out his two fingers and clamped the big knife, and with a little force, he broke it into two pieces. The broken blade flew straight towards Li Fuzi's neck, and in a flash, he cut off his head.

A group of people have fainted from crying countless times.

It turns out that your whole life can really become empty just because one person leaves.

Looking at the expectant faces of Huang Taigai and Jiang Yong, he hesitated: "Maybe... not dead?"

Opposite are Qin Yuliu, Master Jiang, Master Xu, Pu Jing, Pu Ming and others. Haven't they been imprisoned and destroyed?

Next door is a group of... Bai Xuanji, He Liansheng, Feng Sanbao and other members of Yikuishe, are they?

After an unknown amount of time, Xin Zhuo suddenly opened his eyes. Was he still alive?

It was snowing all over the sky, and the world was covered with heavy makeup. This was a place... similar to an academy, with a Commandment Monument next to it.

Xin Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief, closed his eyes, opened them after a while, and looked around: "Go away!"

He finally remembered the little person in front of him who looked like a pear and had long been forgotten, the Pear Master, who was holding the knife in front of him!

Qiugong Pavilion, the humiliation that day...

In a mountain col in the distance, stood a beautiful figure, dressed in green clothes swaying in the wind. She had been standing for three days, and the tears on her face were dry and wet, wet and dry again.

He picked up the knife with his foot, and with a slight tap, he went straight to Ji Yaoyue in the crowd, ignored her surprise, and cut off her head!

"Huh?"

She suddenly discovered that the girl that the head of the family missed the most during his lifetime was her, and she was also the one who missed the head of the family the most!

She wiped the corners of her eyes, sighed softly, stood up and walked over: "Miss Su..."

There are many people around.

Opposite him, a vaguely familiar fat man was pointing a big knife at him.

Close!

"Qiugong Pavilion?"

Farther away, Li Guangling, Huang Taigai and Jiang Yongsu stood with hands in hand, burning paper money, martial arts secrets, earthly magic, magical powers and secrets beside them.

King Jiang Yuqing of Qin, whose posthumous name was Wenzhao, was King Wenzhao of Qin. He was buried with honors as the emperor and entered the Jiang family temple, first in line from the east!

This news somewhat appeased the civil and military officials of the Western Qin Dynasty, the people and millions of troops, and then a funeral ceremony was held. Jiang Hu, Jiang Yong, and Jiang Yugui presided over the whole process, and Princess Shengping took care of every detail!

There is no eldest grandson of the Jiang family, there is no King of Qin, there is no one who has great achievements and is unparalleled. All of these are just the fantasies of a little bandit, a little man who is unwilling to give up before his death!

"Old ghost, do you think Jiang Yuqing is dead?"

The person in front spoke.

After a long time, Huang Taigai waved his sleeves: "King Qin Jiang Yuqing has passed away after all! Alas!"

Towering and rolling, stretching for thousands of miles.

He stretched out his hand and touched it. The Blood-Transforming Magic Sword covered the sky with blood. It split open the attic with one blow, and then chopped off the heads of Dongfang and Mie Ling.

Who should you seek revenge from? To heaven?

In fact, they never saw him for the last time, and his body was not found.

All that is left to them is their memories.

There was a trace of hesitation on Li Guangling's face. Frankly speaking, he was confused. He just thought that Jiang Yuqing was very talented and happened to have heard about Deng Taixuan. Their experiences were very similar, so he gave him an idea.

There was a strong unwillingness and anger in his heart: "Idiot, you lowly thing, die!"

"Buzz——"

It seemed that there was a voice somewhere in his mind, or maybe it was his own voice——

It was Huang Taigai who spoke, with a hesitant look on his face. He couldn't accept the sudden collapse of that defiant boy.

"He must not be dead, he must be playing a huge joke on everyone! You don't understand him, he is a monkey spirit." Su Miaojin chuckled, but her eyes were full of sadness and numbness.

Murong Xiu, Huang Dagui, Bai Jianxi, Han Jiulang, Cui Yinger, Han Qiniang, Sai Qingzhu, Ying Jianying, Xiongzhang, Sweet Potato, Yam and others were kneeling in it.

Just as Xin Zhuo was worried, their hearts were empty and their spirits had no sustenance.

When Xin Zhuo was there, they felt that life was full of beauty, the future was full of hope, and life was enjoyable.

…

"One level? Two levels?"

A little below his feet, he was already in mid-air. He stared at the attic coldly: "Dongfang, destroy the spirit, you despicable thing, die!"

Flying swallow!

"I don't hate you anymore, come back."

Why did I come back here?

He thought carefully and recalled carefully, but he still couldn't figure it out. He tried to use his mental method, but he couldn't do it at all. His whole body was extremely weak, and it seemed that he was still at the seventh level.

He looked around in surprise, and a big question mark appeared in his mind.

He waved his hand and swatted away, his palm shot out like a dragon, killing seven people with one palm, and their bodies were scattered on the ground.

Real!

"Okay! I'll just kill you!"

Death seems to last only a moment!

The snowflakes all over the sky, the commandment monument, the students, the Qiugong Pavilion, etc. all melted and disappeared.

At the foot of the mountain, there is a spiritual shed.

"probability?"

The jade gate that entered Julie Mountain has disappeared.

Li Fuzi's broadsword, which was as big as a door panel, contained the energy of the Five Elements of Reversal Fire, and slashed hard at his head.

After a long time, Cui Ying'er looked at the thin figure in front of her. She had been standing quietly where the Jade Gate disappeared for several days, never moving, and the tears on her face had never dried. She was the Earth Immortal.

, there are also signs of crumbling.

This is the evaluation of warriors from all over the Zhou Dynasty.

He finally thought of where this place was, and his brain couldn't help but roar.

The wind blew and blew the gloomy old faces of Huang Taigai and Jiang Yong.

…

What's going on inside, what's going to happen, and how does he know?

"Poof!" Blood splashed on the snow, and the head rolled away.

Blood splattered everywhere, dyeing the sky red!

Xin Zhuo was gone, and he suddenly found that everything was boring, everything was like a mirror, the Jiang family was not his home, and Xi Qin seemed not to be his residence.

Kneeling by the opposite wall were Cui Ying'er, Murong Xiu and others.

Trapped in Junshan.

Xin Zhuo turned a deaf ear and pushed towards Qin Yuliu and others step by step: "I, Xin Zhuo, cannot be killed by the sky, and the earth cannot be destroyed. If I want to die, I will die by myself. How can I be killed by pigs and dogs like you, a bitch from another world?"

He pinched himself hard and it hurt. He grabbed a handful of snow and it was very cold!

Even hatred cannot be accumulated.

Why are you back in this damn place again?
To be continued...