“…… I won't let it go. " Liu Qingjun's voice trembled slightly, but he was very firm. Gu Bai's brow frowned more tightly.

The more powerful the weapon is, the more terrifying it will be. At the end, Liu Qingjun's other hand had already called out the sword, supporting his slightly bent knee.

Gu Bai was well protected by him, so he could only work hard behind him to recover his physical strength.

At the last step, Liu Qingjun said, "Xinghe, go get it." The body is not controlled to lean forward, almost to the ground, can be stabilized after the body, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

In order to balance, the demon elimination battlefield has set a boundary, beyond which people with strength can not enter.

In order to protect Gu Bai, Liu Qingjun used a secret method. He had already suffered internal injury. Now he blocked the power of the weapon for Gu Bai, and his strength was even stronger.

But in his heart, he thought that Gu Bai could not stand the pressure. Fortunately, he stopped it.

Gu Bai quickly pulled out the silver gun and sword, and suddenly felt that the power like a huge mountain disappeared in an instant. He was finally relieved.

Liu Qingjun looked at him with a smile and recalled the sword. Gu Bai saw that his original clear and gorgeous face had lost its color, and the pale lips spilled a startling red, and his heart was tight.

His eye socket cannot help a red, but cold voice way: "I said let you leave me alone, you how don't listen, why strong support!"

Speaking of the end, the voice gradually dumb, with a faint cry.

"Star River?" Liu Qingjun Leng Leng, raised his hand to pull him, but Gu Bai was angry to get rid of him.

He shook his body and sighed slightly inaudibly: "Xinghe, don't cry. I'm wrong."

Gu Bai thought of Liu Qingjun's injury after he threw him away. Hearing his weak voice of admitting his mistake, his heart softened and he bit his lip: "I didn't cry."

He went to Liu Qingjun, looked at the sweat on his forehead, took out a handkerchief from his arms, "master, wipe it."

Liu Qingjun stretched out his hand and was about to take it over, but his well-defined fingers suddenly stopped. He dropped his eyes and said in a low voice, "no strength."

“……” But Gu Bai picked up the handkerchief and raised his hand to wipe the sweat off his forehead.

"Does it hurt?" He asked.

Liu Qingjun toward him with a smile: "no pain."

At this time, the ground began to shake violently again. Gu Bai supported him and fell to the ground.

But in the original darkness, suddenly, there is a small opening, burst out a little light.

Liu Qingjun quickly picked up the aura in his body and turned it into a soft breeze, holding up Gu Bai's body.

He put his arm around Gu Bai, and his body leaped out of the mouth like a sharp arrow.

The sudden light is bright, and the people's eyes hurt. Liu Qingjun turned slightly, just to help Gu Bai block the extra light.

When he stepped on the field, Gu Bai felt as if he was separated from the world.

From time to time, the mottled and complicated memories were jumping in his mind. He looked up at the young man's amazing face and sighed in his heart.

as like as two peas in the sixth floor, the same person in the complicated picture.

If it's a previous life in ancient times, what kind of entanglement do they have?

What did Liu Qingjun see on the sixth floor?

Before I could ask these questions, I heard a loud bang behind me.

Looking for sound, the sky is full of light and fire.

The fighting in Tongtian tower became more and more fierce. Gu Bai wondered, "what's the matter?"

Liu Qingjun narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "maybe it's just for the sake of the inheritance of God that he broke his head."