Chapter 787

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As long as the last bit of spiritual core fragments, he can return to normal. He is the real Emperor Treading Immortal, the real Mo Weiyu, the one who has endured ten years of loneliness and deserves to get what he wants.

He should be alive.

"Wow—!"

But just between the electric light and flint, a golden light flashed, and it went straight through the palm of Ta Xianjun.

Black blood trickled down.

Stepping Xianjun stared at his palm penetrated by the vine of Tianwen, and there was no expression on his face for a while.

pain?

Disappointed?

resentment?

I've tasted it so many times in my life, I'm probably used to it.

The last thing he did was turn his head slowly, and Gujing looked at the man who was tied up by the ghosts, but was still panting, his eyes were stubborn.

Ta Xianjun looked at him for a while with the blood dripping from his palm, and then suddenly smiled.

"Chu nightning."

"..."

"Why didn't you just dig my heart out?"

Chu nightning is trembling, and it seems that there are thousands of tiny thorns in the ghost, piercing every inch of his muscles, he frowns, and under the eyelashes, the pair of phoenix eyes are full of pain.

Ta Xianjun looked at him, poured spiritual power into the palm of his hand, and cut off the willow vine.

At this moment, he suddenly was not in a hurry to dig out the burning heart with blood and flesh, and he walked towards Chu Wanning step by step.

Approached, with his bloody hand, stroked the pale face of Chu nightning.

"Ask you." He seemed to understate it, and he seemed to hate it deeply, "You are so cruel, why don't you just dig out the heart of this seat."

"..."

"What is this seat in your eyes..."

Ta Xianjun sighed softly and closed his eyes.

Chu nightning will not answer him. Treading Xianjun was about to say something, but at this moment, he suddenly noticed the dazzling fiery red radiance of Liu Teng wrapped around Chu Wanning. He was stunned for a moment, as if he had remembered something, and murmured, "Interrogation?"

Since seeing a ghost is the same as Tianwen, then the interrogation power that Tianwen has, should be the same when seeing a ghost.

Stepping Xianjun's black and purple eyes suddenly lit up, and he really wanted to use the ghost to judge the truth in Chu Wanning's mouth. His lips moved, but he probably didn't think about what to say, so he pursed it again. After a while, I tried as appropriate: "Cough...if..."

"This seat is about if."

The question to be asked seems to be too disreputable, but such a god-given opportunity, if you don't ask, I'm afraid you will regret it for the rest of your life.

He hesitated for a long time before he had a cold face, did not look at Chu Wanning's eyes, and slowly finished the words: "If, in the last life... this seat left early, before you."

The radiance of hell is getting brighter and brighter, and Bī is forcing those who are trapped, ready to tell the truth at any time.

Step Xianjun raised his eyes.

"You...will you also remember this seat?"

The man's mood to know the answer was too urgent, so Chu nightning felt that thousands of steel needles were pierced into the body, breaking the liver and intestines, each needle tried to ask the truth in his heart, he trembled, muscles The bones are cold, and the complexion is blue.

Ta Xianjun stared at him without blinking, his thin lips lightly opened, and his mind was deep.

"Do you know?"

"I..." The pain penetrated into the bone marrow, and it seemed that the viscera would be torn apart. Chu nightning, who was stunned to the extreme, raised his eyes and glanced at Xianjun drowsily.

In the moist water vapor, that handsome face was so familiar, with thirst and even affection.

It was like the moonlit night a long time ago. On the cháo xi of Feihua Island, Mo Ran rode the flying sword with him. He held his hand and said, "I like you, how about you?"

His eyes were suddenly wet.

Chu nightning is almost scattered, hoarsely murmured: "...the same..."

Maybe his answer was too soft, or maybe it was something else. Stepping on Xianjun brought himself closer, almost sticking to the night of Chu, who was already sweaty and had no color on his face.

"What's the same?"

"It's the same..." The eyelashes fell, and when they folded, they were all warm and fuzzy, "I won't... let you walk before me..."

"..."

"I'm sorry." The voice was hoarse, like a broken Xun, "I didn't protect you well."

Ta Xianjun was stunned abruptly.

His originally bloodless face became even more desolate in an instant.

There seemed to be a thunderstorm rolling through the eardrum, and he couldn't help but think of the Tianshan Tianchi, when the man fell into his arms, he gently poked his forehead with his blood-stained hand.

That person said, it was me who betrayed you, and there is no resentment between life and death.

The heart was suddenly aching, as if something was cracking inside.

"...Wanning..." He stood stiffly in the same place, like a wooden clay sculpture.

He stretched out his hand again, but this time it wasn't narrow, he didn't even know why, he just stretched out his hand like this, wanting to touch the face so similar to the previous life.

A cold, blood-stained face.

Suddenly, a sharp whistle pierced the eardrum.

The fingers that Ta Xianjun was about to touch his cheek froze.

For the corpse, those eyes that carried too much emotion suddenly became empty and blank. step on fairy

Jun lowered his arms. After the whistle, he seemed to have lost his self-consciousness. He slowly stepped back, then waved his hand and removed all weapons.

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