Article 810

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"what!!!"

Xue Meng wailed suddenly, like a dying shòu, with bulging forehead tendons and cracked eyes.

Why did it become like this... From the day Mo Ran left, everything has changed, one after another is out of his control, and he is getting farther and farther from his past self.

"I killed... Dad... I killed..."

He turned around in panic, but was faced with Xue Zhengyi's pale and terrifying face. Xue Zhengyi grabbed his hand and dragged him behind him, while he slashed and slashed with an iron fan, protruding a bloody road in the siege.

"go."

The crumbling man gave life to his son who was no longer young.

"Meng'er, hurry up."

Xue Meng stood still and didn't move. At this time, someone was slaughtered. Xue Zhengyi couldn't stand it. He raised his hand and held the hilt of the man. In an instant, the blood was like a note, and the bones were visible. Xue Zhengyi scolded secretly, and his other hand shook the dagger from his waist, and suddenly plunged into the man's spleen and abdomen.

Blood spurting! !

"Let's go!!"

Xue Zhengyi shouted angrily, and suddenly caught a glimpse of someone, he said sharply: "Han Xue! Take him out! Take him out of here!"

Mei Hanxue has been fighting here, and at this time, he finally broke through the siege and came to Xue Meng's side. He first glanced at Xue Zhengyi, there was a dull pain in his eyes, and then he grabbed Xue Meng's arm and said solemnly: "Follow me."

After he said that, he took Xue Meng, who was already numb, and went to the back door of the Danxin Temple to fight. Perhaps it was the defection of the Snow Palace that made everyone not recovering for a while. Mei Hanxue kept taking Xue Meng to the gate of the palace, and finally someone reacted, roaring at the two, shouting: "Kill people, think about it. Run? Who will pay for it?!"

Mei Hanxue flicked the dangling Konghou with one hand, making several clanging sounds, like a stone breaking through the air, repelling the enemy in front. He was relieved, and suddenly heard Xue Zhengyi shout: "Be careful behind!"

He looked back suddenly, but saw a man with blood on his face, grinning and slashing with a knife, and it was too late to stop him. He stabbed at the man, and immediately pierced through the man's chest.

"uncle……"

"father……"

The two young men turned back, and Xue Zhengyi couldn't stop gasping. Obviously, this blow had cost him a lot of energy. The iron fan also fell to the ground after hitting the target.

The fan was stained with blood. Whether Xue Lang was very beautiful or the world was ugly, the characters on the fan could no longer be seen clearly.

Xue Zhengyi made a gesture to the two of them, and said softly: "Quick..."

Before leaving, Xue Meng's shrunk eyes reflected a heavy sword full of spiritual power. A Jiang Dongtang stood behind Xue Zhengyi with a fierce blade, and before Xue Meng could speak, he moved towards his father——

Dropped in one fell swoop! ! !

Lose your voice.

Xue Meng opened his eyes and suddenly couldn't hear any surrounding noises.

It's like being silent on the bottom of the ocean that is thousands of miles deep, with no wind, no heat, and no light.

black.

Xue Meng's whole body's blood flow seemed to freeze and explode, and he was horrified. His eyes were cracked, staring at the person in front of him.

Xue Zhengyi had a trace of relaxation and relief on his face because he saw his son being rescued earlier, and it was fixed at this moment.

There was a sense of serenity.

The sea is deep, endless, and boundless. The water is very cold, and the Bianstone penetrates into the muscles and bones, and it is difficult to remove in a lifetime.

Very quiet, dead silent.

no sound...no sound...

No.

Until the blood dripped down the cracked Tianling cover, down the eyes, down the cheeks.

Two lines, like red tears, dripping.

At this moment, Xue Meng seemed to think that this was a joke, or that it was a dream, or that all of this could be turned back, and it was too late.

But not.

Too late. When people have concerns, they have weaknesses.

The god of war will also die.

"father!!!!!!"

With a roar, the mountains plunged into the sea.

All the silence has been broken since then - làng rolled up, thousands of piles of snow, but seeing the rock breaking, the torrent pouring backwards, the sea turning waves, the storm breaking the sky!

Xue Meng ran to Xue Zhengyi like a madman. He was about to die and snorted and ripped apart the movements of everyone. Everyone heard the sound and turned back——

The waves were divided, and he stumbled from the crowd and ran towards Xue Zhengyi.

Xue Zhengyi kept standing without even bending his spine. He stared at Xue Meng like that, with a pair of tiger eyes open and kept open. Those eyes made Xue Meng feel that he was still alive and could be rescued, and...

When it was a short distance away, Xue Zhengyi fell.

With a thud, he almost fell to the ground. The people were scattered, and there was no sound of soldiers.

Xue Meng suddenly stopped, and he never moved forward.

He just stood there, trembling all over his body, from small tremors to violent tremors, lips, fingers, not one part of which he could control.

He murmured, asked, cautiously.

He said hoarsely, "Father?"

The hall is full of blood.

No one answered again.

When Longcheng fell to the ground, Xue Meng slowly retreated, retreated... But where can he retreat? yesterday? Yesterday

Heaven will never come back.

Any step in life, no matter whether it is wrong or not, whether it hurts the liver or not, as long as it falls, there is no turning back.

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