Chapter 1216

Wang Xiaohua is still that Wang Xiaohua.

Narrow minded!

seek revenge for the smallest grievance!

Bitterness!

The soldier's body did not affect his temperament. He came to mulberry ghost town this time to destroy Zheng Feiyue's wedding in the most vicious way.

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Wang Xiaohua suddenly gave up all resistance.

He opened his arms and let the column of light envelop him, mercilessly destroying his clothes, his muscles and hair, his flesh and blood, his bones

In the end, everything is illusory,

The essence of muscle, hair, blood and bone is the metallic luster of cold light.

Finally, a suppressed magic knife was exposed to the public in such a grand manner.

Everyone was shocked except Zheng Feiyue.

Knife?

Wang Xiaohua turned into a knife?

Leader Mo and LV Jian looked at each other. They were the most knowledgeable people in the field. At the moment, they also felt incredible. What are you kidding?

"This..."

Liu Qingfeng opened his mouth.

At this moment, he and his friends were stunned.

Li xiner covered her mouth and thought that she had almost been robbed by a knife as a wife, so she felt cold in her back.

……

The light column bombarded the magic knife.

The magic knife was suspended in the air and kept rotating at a high speed. Wang Xiaohua's exaggerated laughter came out: "Zheng Feiyue, did you think of anything?"

The beam of light bombarded wildly.

Wang Xiaohua still sounded like a loud bell: "think about it carefully. Think about it carefully. In addition to Zheng Feiyue, who is qualified to be the last sacrifice of the magic knife?"

After a long time, Zheng Feiyue's roar came from the light column: "die! Die for me!"

"Ha ha, you guessed, you must have guessed." Wang Xiaohua was laughing, but like an old ape crying blood, "you are so smart, how can you not guess?"

Finish.

The magic knife trembled gently.

In an instant, countless souls poured out of the blade and covered the sky and the earth, just like ghosts walking at night, even the brilliance of the seven columns of light were covered up.

The sky darkened.

The people looked up at the dead souls wandering in the air. They all had ferocious faces and sharp howls, as if they were carrying great pain and shaking their souls.

The living are covered with cold.

The five ghost sect specializes in ghost Taoism and knows very well about the dead. At the moment, the head of the little patriarch's red ghost is shaking like a rattle: "these dead souls have great grievances and suffer from torture for generations. There is no possibility of transcendence."

Everyone was silent.

The detachment in the mouth of the red ghost is not the detachment of Buddhism, but the professional term of the five ghost sect.

Generally speaking, these souls have no use value. The only fetter of their existence is to accompany the magic knife in endless torture.

Generally speaking, even the five ghost sect is not interested in writing about these ghosts

"This magic knife is too vicious. I don't know who refined it?"

Mingqi stroked his beard and felt infinite emotion for a time. He was a famous craftsman and took the road of correct weapons. He never thought who would make such vicious weapons.

Copper rust looked at the dead all over the sky and frowned, "it's terrible."

It's really terrible.

The number of these dead souls is very large. The people's speaking skills are still pouring out, and I don't know when it will be.

Ming wangzong's third brother suddenly said, "seven kill array, stop."

They were stunned and found that they only paid attention to the ghosts in the sky before. They didn't realize that the seven killing array stopped and there was no suppression. These ghosts soon floated over the whole mulberry ghost city.

Zheng Feiyue's eyes were red, like a completely enraged Beast, staring at the dead all over the sky.

He seems to be waiting for something

Everyone noticed Zheng Feiyue's abnormality and was a little puzzled. In their impression, Zheng Feiyue rarely had this kind of emotional out of control.

What happened?

Or what is about to happen?

Hoo hoo~

The dark wind roars, and the dead come and go like the wind. Under the blue sky and day, there are all gloomy ghosts.

The good ghost town of Sang has become a ghost land.

Everyone is waiting because Zheng Feiyue is waiting.

The atmosphere is dignified to solidify.

Even Qian Xiaojia, who is naturally jumping off, is now protected by the experts of Shenyao sect, holding two eggs in silence.

Call~

A strong wind.

The magic knife, which is releasing continuously, suddenly releases a soul that blocks the sky and the sun.

That soul is worth tens of the millions of the dead. There is no color of the pain on his face, his hair and beard are white, and his eyes are spotless. He doesn't look like a dead soul at all.

"This..."

All the people present trembled when they saw the dead soul.

I don't know who sent out a trembling whisper: "this... This is... Wang not easy."

There was silence.

The dead seemed to hear his name, and his eyes showed a slight light. It was so big that it almost occupied the whole sky. At the moment, he patrolled the people like the sky opened his eyes.

Soon, the big eyes of heaven fell on Zheng Feiyue, and then a look of doubt appeared.

Familiar feelings welled up.

Very familiar.

Seems to be a very close person

Zheng Feiyue's whole body trembled like chaff. His mouth was wide open. Tears, snot and saliva mixed together and covered the whole face.

No cry, no roar, everything is silent, but it represents the ultimate pain.

He fell from the sky. No, it should be said that he fell and hit the ground heavily.

The other six landed and knelt down together.

Back in those days, the seven brothers had just come to the east bank. In order to eat, they put up the sign of immortal bar... Business is not easy to do. Looking around, there are all jackals, wolves, tigers and leopards, and only one person is sincere.

Now, the only true person is dead.

Lv Bu's eyes were red.

He thought of a beautiful afternoon. It was sunny and luxuriant. The boss was lying lazy under the tree. Master Wang scolded him nearby. It was noisy and warm.

Now, these have become memories.

He was absent-minded: "no, nothing."

Zhao Yun sighed, "there will be only intrigues left on the east bank."

Yuchi Gong gritted his teeth: "Wang Xiaohua, damn it!"

Han Shizhong didn't understand: "Why are good people not rewarded?"

Zhang Dingbian resented: "God, open your eyes and see."

Chang Yuchun was at a loss: "I always thought the old man could become an immortal..."

They are so sad.

What should Zheng Feiyue look like?

……

The dead soul in the sky is like a sword, which stabbed Zheng Feiyue's heart.

He dared not look up.

He was afraid that he would look up and see the eyes of blame, which became a regret he could not make up for all his life.

Bang bang!

He began to kowtow and admit a mistake every time.

Bang!

"I shouldn't be lazy."

Bang!

"I shouldn't always make you angry."

Bang!

"I'll never turn a deaf ear to your words again."

Bang!

"I shouldn't be smart enough to give the magic knife to Wang Xiaohua."

Bang!

"I should have destroyed the knife at all costs."

Bang!

……

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"It's not right. It's not right to be with you in the last period of your life."

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"Forgive me."

"Please forgive me."

"I'm so scared..."

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This chapter has been written for six hours!

Emotions are in place.

One chapter is worth ten!