As soon as the voice was spoken, Jiqiao attacked the wind soul with his fists full of resentment and black death breath. The wind soul forced itself to resist the problem of Jiqiao again and again, but how to get rid of it.
Miao Xiang died so tragically … Why didn’t she die with her?
Black fist, wind, purple knife collided, and a flash struck them. Ji Qiao had a delicious meal, but once again he spit out blood and threw it to the ground.
Although he was thrown to the ground, he laughed
At the moment when he knew that Wang Miao wanted to die tragically, he just wanted to die with the beautiful fairy, whether he was rushing into the Emperor’s Palace to challenge Mrs. Ziguang or being trapped in the Yayin Ice Lake for more than 300 years, he always wanted to die with her at every moment, and there was always something that made him unwilling to die like that. Even in the days when he was away from Yayin Ice Lake, life was meaningless to him … until he met Yin Niang.
Even though he felt guilty about Yin Niang in his heart, in those days he really regarded Nie Yinniang as Wang Miao and wanted to continue to know such an idea. I’m sorry that Yin Niang knew that they were actually two different people, but at that time it was because he met Yin Niang that his genius slowly returned to color.
Slowly, the purple knife was used to summon more mysterious spirits of heaven and earth, where the heavy rain washed his face. Step by step, he walked towards Jiqiao, and the wind and rain stopped him.
"Do you finally feel that you should die early?" JiQiao looked at him with a sneer. "Then I’ll be you."
"I won’t die" wind soul light tunnel "even if I will die, I will kill you first … to avenge Yin Niang"
"Revenge for her? If it weren’t for your wonderful thoughts, you wouldn’t … "
"Thinking with Wang Miaoxiang" Feng Soul suddenly binged drinking and stared at Jiqiao’s eyes filled with angry bloodshot "Nie Yinniang is Wang Miaoxiang of Nie Yinniang. No matter how much you used to like Miao Miao, the real Miao Miao has already died. You killed her tonight. It’s a koo girl!"
The knife flashed with thunder.
JiQiao hold up the black barrier instantly blocked the purple evil spirit knife.
The wind soul looks ferocious JiQiao face is also very distorted.
In fact, JiQiao taste don’t know oneself to blame the wind soul root truth? No matter whether Wang Miao wants to die or not, it is her own choice, just like the girl who refused to give in. There is a person in their hearts who is more important than their life. They should be able to protect that person and regret it.
He accused the wind soul because he was jealous that he could bear all the pain and humiliation, but he could not bear what he could not get and was easily obtained by others.
"You" Feng Soul looked at him coldly. "Root is a poor wretch like you … no wonder Miao Xiang can’t see you."
JiQiao facial expression, a change as if by acupuncture.
And the wind soul took advantage of the words to tear its heart wound, and at that moment, the purple evil spirit knife broke through the void and instantly split into Jiqiao’s chest, and then conveniently cut Jiqiao’s body only by relying on the support of the spine without breaking it.
Jiqiao knelt on the ground with his hands over his chest, and the red liquid kept flowing out. However, his face was not painful, but he was laughing wildly. The thunder crossed and roared together, which sounded strange, sad and boring.
It’s over! The wind soul slowly raised the purple evil spirit knife to cut JiQiao’s head. At this moment, the product in his chest was not angry with this person, but the deepest pain.
Even killing JiQiao can’t save Ling Ning and Yin Niang.
What makes him feel better?
What happened when I wasn’t there for them when they needed me most?
Forgive yourself for your pain with the law.
But it was beheaded!
At the moment when he was absent from the pain, the wound on Jiqiao’s chest was radiant with black gas, and then it quickly healed. When the wind and soul cut him, he turned the shadow into a strange twist to avoid the purple evil spirit knife.
The wind soul was shocked, and it was too late to get out and retreat.
Jiqiao suddenly stood up with his right hand and directly stabbed him in the heart.
"You’re right, I’m really a poor wretch." I passed through Feng Soul’s chest with a black hand, and Jiqiao whispered coldly in his ear. "I can’t get anything … you can’t get it!"
Lotus flower splash!
The wind soul fell …
Just now, it was a sudden rainstorm that flew for miles, but it turned into a starry night. Yuan Baoer looked up at the stars overhead in confusion.
At this moment, the wind zhi Xin suddenly shivered behind him, and the whole people shook up. Yuan Baoer had to press the sword light to fall at the foot of a mountain and turned around only to see that the wind zhi Xin had opened his eyes and looked back with horror, while the email also jumped from the wind zhi Xin’s shoulder.
"What’s the matter?" Yuan Baoer asked