Chapter 1815

"Shut up!"

"In this world, we only ask about success or failure, but how to ask the means?"

"Ye Fan is dead, the moon is reflected in the cool palace, and your reliance is no longer there."

"Take your life."

"Do you want to go to the altar

"It's your destiny. You can't escape it!"

In the face of the accusation of Lianggong yingyue, mingzun immediately frowns and shouts angrily.

Before the Liang Gong yingyue's various behaviors, already let xuzuo mingzun extremely displeased.

As a Japanese citizen, she even disregarded her position, status, and national justice. She threw herself into the arms of a Chinese person, and even wanted to elope with her?

This is a naked betrayal!

It's the crime of treason with the enemy!

If it was not for the special status of Lianggong yingyue, xuzuo mingzun would have broken it into pieces.

But now ye fan has been defeated by them.

The Lianggong yingyue, without Ye Fan's protection, is naturally the fish on their chopping board, let them dispose of it.

"Nonsense!"

"You're talking nonsense."

"My master, he will not die."

"He certainly won't ~"

Lianggong yingyue is full of tears, shaking her head and crying.

It's a flustered face.

At this time, Lianggong yingyue, no doubt like crazy general, ran over, a little bit in the ruins of pickling.

The rock cut her palm and blood on her arm, but she turned a deaf ear.

Master is everything to her. If she died, she would never forgive herself.

"Ha ha ~"

"Miss Lianggong, don't waste your time."

"Under our joint efforts, how powerful is our prestige?"

"The Huaxia boy was first hit hard by mingzun, and then hit by my eight brothers."

"Even if he does not die, he is still dying."

"What's the use of pulling him out of the ruins?"

"You'd better not waste your effort."

"Listen to Ming Zun, go up to the altar and sacrifice yourself to the moon god and the martial arts of Japan."

"Don't worry. After you die, we will remember your sacrifice."

The eight disciples of Sanshen Pavilion also laughed wantonly.

Before the big revenge, their mood naturally relaxed.

At this time is full of complacent, to cool palace yingyue said.

However, Lianggong yingyue, how can she pay attention to their sarcasm, is still desperate to find her master's body in the ruins.

Let the blood dye his arms, let the dirt soak his clothes.

"Ah ~"

"Miss Lianggong, please stop mourning."

"How could you, a weak woman, find him out?"

"What's more, mingzun is right."

"The possibility of his being alive has been very slim to the extent that he suffered the previous heavy blow."

"The dead are dead, the living are still alive."

"Miss Lianggong, you should be mournful ~"

however, FengChen Chuanji couldn't see it any more. He walked over and pulled the Lianggong yingyue down from the ruins.

He shook his head and sighed. There was a little pity in his words.

After all, a young master in his early twenties had already fallen here before he became famous in the world.

Even though he is a Chinese, his death is a loss to the whole world martial arts circle?

"I can only say that heaven envies talents."

To Ye Fan, Feng Chen Chuan Ji has sympathy and pity.

"What bullshit! Heaven envies talents!"

"That Huaxia Lizi, without knowing whether he was dead or alive, rushed into Mount Fuji alone, in the delusion of abducting the God of Wu Dao belief in China and Japan?"

"Now that he died under mingzun's command, it is his own fault, no wonder others!"

Wangyue river said gloating, cold laughter, also full of fun.