The sound of clenching his teeth made Murong Jingchi's face change greatly, what does Yan Qi mean by this?
What's going on with Yan Qi's pulse?
However, Yan Jue knew at this time that the plan he controlled did not develop as he thought, but deviated.He originally thought that after the Gu worm was successfully drawn out of his body, he would be at ease.But there was a disturbance in memory, just when he thought that everything was fine with memory.There were living dead people in this Jingyang city again, just after he thought that the living dead in the city were settled.His prestige and reputation were all plummeted among the people by the words 'Fujian Holy Maiden'.Originally, he thought that he could easily solve the prestige among the people.After hearing the words from the mouths of those people downstairs, Yan Jue deeply knew a truth.Once a good person does a bad thing, all the good things he has done in the past will be wiped out.People only remember that all the difficulties in Jingyang City are brought by him Yan Jue.But no one remembers who brought peace to them in northern Xinjiang for more than ten years!
Yan Jue's deep eyes slowly turned blood-red, and he tightly held the thorn whip in his hand.Despite the pain in his chest at the moment, which seemed to be gnawed by thousands of ants, he only held the thorn whip in his hand tightly.At this time, he still didn't know what the cause of the pain in his head from the gate of Prince Yu's mansion just now.Then, he has also been Prince Yu for so many years in vain.What is the difference between this feeling of gnawing and devouring life is worse than death and Gu worms in the body?
His body began to tremble, and Yan Jue held on.He fought with Feng Xun for so many years, but in the end he fell into Feng Xun's conspiracy.Let him be hired on the battlefield for so many years, when it comes to playing yin, he is planted in the hands of Feng Xun.Now there is only one explanation for the pain in his body.That is, when he was in the Medicine King Valley that day, the Gu worms were not completely removed from his body at all."
Yan Qi!
How are you?
”Murong Jingchi's voice made Yan Jue slowly come back to his senses.At this time, Feng Xun walked slowly towards Yan Jue.Li Fu looked at Yan Jue's forehead was raised, and his expression darkened, Yan Jue was poisoned?
Yan Jue was just about to be helped up by Murong Jingchi.The sound of Feng Xun coming from overhead paused his movements to get up."
Do you think you'll be fine if you lure out the Gu worms in your body?"
Murong Jingchi's eyes met Feng Xun's eyes, supported Yan Jue, and said coldly: "What do you mean?"
"Qiang Xue's Gu skills were all given to her by this seat, and a little trick can hide the eyes of this seat?"
”"If you talk about anything else, maybe this seat is indeed not Yan Jue's opponent, but, the art of Fujian, I want to play with this seat," "In the eyes of this seat, you are like a stinky boy who has not dried up!"
”After Murong Jingchi heard Feng Xun's words, his hand secretly held Yan Jue's left wrist.Sure enough, the scar that used to be shallow and thick was thick.
Much bigger.Suddenly, Yan Jue pushed Murong Jingchi away.He stood in front of Feng Xun strongly, although his vision was a little blurry, he could still see Feng Xun a few steps away.The deep eyes in the past were full of bloodshot at the moment, and even the blood stains on the corners of the mouth were extremely angry to look at.The corners of Feng Xun's originally sneering mouth suddenly froze.The purple figure moved in front of Feng Xun in an instant.The next moment!
Feng Xun only felt something wrapping around his waist, and suddenly lowered his head and looked at the thorn whip that was already wrapped around his waist.Feng Xun's eyes suddenly expanded, but his body jumped up like a dragon.Yan Jue smiled bloodthirstily at the corner of his mouth, but the thorn whip in his hand locked Feng Xun's waist tightly, making Feng Xun, who had just jumped up, stop in place.Then, the whip tip was quickly released from Feng Xun's waist, and it was at this moment that the cold light in Feng Xun's different pupils looked directly at the smile on the corner of Yan Jue's mouth.With a grim expression, the big knife in his hand swung out in the wind, and a dark cold light went straight to Yan Jue's throat.The thorn whip also swung out in mid-air, and the cold thorn whip took the black cold light.Bang!
The moment the stabbing whip came into contact with the broadsword, it shattered the calm air and made a loud sound.Feng Xun slipped in his footsteps, and then the gravity of a stabbing whip suddenly attacked him, causing him to take more than ten steps back.The big knife in his hand quickly slashed at the wall of the castle tower, making a screeching sound.Murong Jingchi looked at the majestic Yan Jue worriedly.Li Fu immediately walked towards Feng Xun, and the sound of lala also stopped, and Feng Xun looked deeply at Yan Jue, who was full of anger.He had just felt the feeling of dying together from Yan Jue's body.Feng Xun said to Li Fu: "Go back to Southern Xinjiang immediately!"
”Before Li Fu came back to his senses, he was pushed hard by Feng Xun.Syllable!
Where the thorn whip fell, sparks faded.The cold air in the sky surrounded Feng Xun, and when the thorn whip was swept away, I saw that the purple figure was already standing in front of Feng Xun.Immediately, Feng Xun's throat was clamped fiercely.At this moment, Yan Jue was extremely demonic, and he looked at Feng Xun who was close at hand.said sharply: "This king can't live, how can I let you survive in the world!"
”When the words fell, almost instantly, Feng Xun only felt that his body was light, his throat was tight, and his back went straight to the city wall.Murong Jingchi and Li Fu didn't expect this scene to appear.I saw that at the edge of the city tower, Yan Jue clamped Feng Xun's throat with one hand and held the thorn whip with the other.At this moment, the people under the city wall also lost their voices.Ning Hui and Ning Yu, who were low, looked at this scene, and their hearts trembled.I saw that Feng Xun's body was slowly leaning outward.And Feng Xun's hands were imprisoned by the thorn whip in Yan Jue's hands, making him powerless to fight back.However, there was no fear in Feng Xun's eyes, and even the corners of his mouth were trying to pull a smile."
You, dare, kill this seat," Yan Jue looked at Feng Xun's fearless appearance fiercely, although his whole body at the moment was like thousands of ants gnawing at the pain.He still set off a wicked smile, and a tough and ruthless voice sounded, "This king, don't you dare?"
”I saw Yan Jue's hand holding the thorn whip pull hard, and the sound of bones breaking sounded.Feng Xun's face changed suddenly, and the feeling of his right hand being pierced by a sharp blade was so clear, and with the indentation of the thorn whip, Feng Xun's right hand made a sound of bones breaking.The strength in Yan Jue's hands became tighter and tighter, and Feng Xun's face became more and more pale.Just when Feng Xun thought that he was about to lose his breath, with the sound of a basket music, he suddenly got his breath, and Yan Jue's body in front of him suddenly began to shrink.Yes!
Yan Jue's heart-rending voice resounded above the tower of Jingyang City.Murong Jingchi looked at Yan Jue, who was already curled up on the ground with a hideous face, and shouted, "Yan Qi!
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