Douluo’s Immortal Swordsman

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It was on a hillside ten miles away from the Star Luo Empire's military camp.

There are two people standing side by side here, one of them looks like a middle-aged man in his fifties, wearing a black night clothes, looking gloomy in the direction of the main tent of the Star Luo Empire army. Beside the middle-aged man, stood an old man with green hair and a plain gray robe.

These two were none other than Prince Xue Xing and Poison Douluo.

Prince Xue Xing looked in the direction of the large tent shone with colorful soul abilities, and a smug smile appeared on his gloomy face.

The smile on Prince Xue Xing's face did not last long, and the smile soon became a little hideous, his eyes became fierce, and a strong killing intent emanated from him. He clenched his right hand slowly, clenched his teeth tightly, and whispered softly: "Beng'er, uncle will help you take revenge step by step, little by little! This time it's the Star Luo Empire, the next time it's the Spirit Hall. Now! Beng'er, you wait..."

Prince Xue Xing never gave birth to a son in his life, but he has quite a few daughters. Although his daughters were lovely, well-behaved, and obedient, he always felt that something was missing.

The appearance of Xue Beng, however, gave him a certain satisfaction in his heart. Therefore, he treats Avalanche as his own son.

The death of the 'son' is also the reason why Prince Xue Xing would do such a thing.

The Poison Douluo on the side just stood there quietly, watching this scene with eyes, without saying a word.

However, when Poison Douluo looked in the direction of the Star Luo tent, he sighed in his heart, but he didn't say anything after all.

Although Poison Douluo and Tang San are friends, but Prince Xue Xing is kind to Poison Douluo and even his family, and Poison Douluo is also very clear about Prince Xue Xing's concern and love for Xue Beng. Poison Douluo knew exactly how he felt.

Fortunately, the boy in the middle of the tent was not Dai Mubai, otherwise he really didn't know what to do.

On the one hand, his great benefactor, on the other hand, is the friend of the year, and it is really difficult for him to choose.

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On the other side, the gigantic Netherworld White Tiger was surrounded by more than a dozen Soul Holy Groups, and there was a powerful Soul Douluo in the middle.

Davis and Zhu Zhuyun were already heartbroken and fell into despair.

The huge head of the Nether White Tiger looked at the masked man in black in front of him, his eyes were full of unwillingness and anger, and even a trace of regret was hidden deep in his eyes. If she hadn't brought Zhuyun out, would she still be alive?

Although Davis and Zhu Zhuyun are politically married, they have real feelings for each other.

"I know that your target is me! Can you grant me a request before I die?"

From the huge mouth of the Nether White Tiger, Davis made a slightly hoarse voice.

The Soul Douluo raised his eyes and looked at the tiger head in front of him. The expression in his eyes was very calm. He did not speak, but nodded slightly, and slowly raised his right hand.

The light of the sixth spirit ring of the dozen or so spirit saints in the encirclement lit up at the same time, and those people all displayed their strongest attacking methods, but they all stopped in place and did not shoot directly.

Although the goal of these people is to kill Davis, it is not impossible to listen to the words of anger, remorse, and prayer when the other party is in a state of despair under such a sure-win situation.

The huge head of the Nether White Tiger glanced at those people, and the sadness in his eyes was a bit heavier. He sighed in his heart. It seemed that the two of them were going to die here today. Reluctantly swallowed back into the stomach.

The huge ghostly white tiger turned into a white light and dissipated, and a man and a woman with pale faces appeared on the spot. The woman leaned into the man's arms and raised her head slightly to look at the handsome profile of the man.

The man lowered his head, rubbed the woman's messy hair lovingly, slowly raised his head, and looked at the Contra, his eyes were full of complicated colors, and finally turned into a sentence, sighed leisurely: "You don't need to do it. Now, I'll do it myself! I hope I can spare Zhuyun!"

Davis did not attack the opponent in vain. In the face of absolute strength, all the intrigues and tricks seemed so pale.

When the words fell, the man turned his right hand into a palm, slapped his heart violently, and cut himself off.

Davies spit out a mouthful of blood, and slowly collapsed into Zhu Zhuyun's arms weakly.

At this moment, Davis only hoped that if he did this, Zhu Zhuyun could have a chance to live well.

Even if this is an impossible thing, he is willing to give it a try.

Zhu Zhuyun hugged the feeble Davis in a panic, the corners of his eyes were already wet with tears.

Davis looked at Zhu Zhuyun with tears in his eyes, a wry smile on his face, and said softly, "Zhuyun, you have to live well..."

Seeing this, Zhu Zhuyun couldn't hold back the tears any longer. It spewed out from the sockets of his eyes and continued to slide down the corners of his eyes, flowing over his charming and moving cheeks, and dripping onto Davis' body.

"No! No! No! Even if I die, I will be with you!"

Zhu Zhuyun shouted full of tears.

Zhu Zhuyun first helped Davis to lie down, and let Davis' head rest on her thigh. Zhu Zhuyun looked down at Davis, who was lying on his thigh, and the vitality was gradually dissipating. Tears fell on his face. his face.

"I won't leave you alone..."

Zhu Zhuyun's voice trembled.

Said, she also raised her right hand, which was covered with soul power, and slapped her heart with a slam, and also cut herself off.

The strength of Zhu Zhuyun's body was also dissipating quickly, but she didn't feel fear, instead she looked down at the man in front of her, a smile from the heart appeared on her face, she whispered softly: "Weiss, don't be in a hurry. , I'm here to accompany you..."

Davis opened his eyes with difficulty and looked at the scene in front of him with grief. Although he wanted to stop it, he couldn't do anything. He could only watch Zhu Zhuyun's movements helplessly. A strong strange feeling emerged in his heart. , his eyes were quickly soaked with tears, he whispered: "Zhuyun, you are really stupid... Really stupid..."

Zhu Zhuyun looked down at the man in front of her. This was the first time she saw him cry, and it was for her. The smile on her face became even brighter.

Zhu Zhuyun struggled to hug Davis's head with both hands and chuckled, "Fool, aren't you the same?".

The group of people in black on the outside watched this scene quietly. Because their cheeks were covered, they couldn't see the expressions on their faces, but in the depths of their icy eyes, there was a slightly strange look flashing. It shows that their hearts are not without waves.

This group of people just watched silently, and waited until the two of them were completely exhausted before turning their eyes to the leading Contra.