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Yan Xiao's goal...

It's Qingqishu!

Jiang Wang suddenly turned around, only to see Qing Qishu, who was already weak, being pierced through the abdomen again with a claw.

In the blink of an eye, he figured out why.

I understand why Yan Xiao made this choice.

But how could he say it?

How can I tell Qing Qishu not to resist?

Jiang Wang could only hold his sword tightly, and shot after him.

Qing Qishu, who was already weak, was suddenly stabbed through his abdomen with a claw, and he wanted to scream in pain. He was not a tough and patient person, and he had a temperament that would yell if he accidentally fell. .

He clenched his fist subconsciously and slammed at Yan Xiao's neck.

But at this moment, he happened to meet Yan Xiao's eyes, and saw Yan Xiao's eyes.

Amidst the endless coldness, there was a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

Then he understood.

It was waiting for him to fight back!

It waited for Qing Qishu, who was an aborigine in the Senhai Yuanjie and a warrior of the Senhai Saint Clan, to cause damage, so that it could be resurrected after death!

The fist stopped, stopped in front of Yan Xiao, only the wind of the fist gently brushed Yan Xiao's feathers.

Even the wind of this fist is so gentle, like a lover's touch, extremely careful, as if afraid of hurting it.

Of course Yan Xiao understood that his intentions had been seen through.

It rages, it panics.

It grows furious with fear!

At this time, the left wing was cut off, the chest and abdomen were pierced by the sword, and there were golden needles in the body. It has reached its limit!

It has no way to escape, and it is already in a weak period now. Leaving the swallow's nest will only make her weaker, and even these existing abilities cannot function.

It is impossible to escape.

Targeting Qing Qishu triggered his counterattack, so that his "death" could be contaminated with the "cause" of the aborigines in the Senhaiyuan world, and the possibility of resurrection could be realized.

This is the best option it can think of under the current circumstances.

However, the warrior in front of him was so restrained!

That kind of extreme hatred, extreme hatred, but extremely restrained eyes.

Let it be for a moment, but thought of death.

True, eternal death.

For more than 800 years, Yan Xiao has never had such a fearful moment.

It has never been the only thing that has brought fear to others.

It is immortal, and it exists forever, so how can it be afraid?

Even if the bald head who was far more powerful than these people came, it never forced it to this point.

Because it was far stronger than it is now.

Since the irretrievable loss of power more than five hundred years ago, it is looking for a new way, looking for a new way to increase its power.

Keep trying, keep enduring.

It has seen the way!

Then... a group of people came.

Attacking it, hurting it, and really driving it to this point.

Yan Xiao was furious.

Especially this samurai facing it head-on.

But its food, its pets.

How dare, how dare you look at it with such eyes?

Yan Xiao pecked forward violently, directly pecking a hole in Qing Qishu's forehead!

The skin was pecked, the flesh was pecked, and the skull was pecked open!

Qing Qishu crashed to the ground.

Because of the strong vitality, Qing Qishu who fell to the ground has not died yet. His recovery ability continued to attack, but he failed again and again in front of the hollow wound.

And Yan Xiao had already stepped on him, staring at him coldly.

It told the samurai with cold eyes.

If you don't resist, you will die!

Qing Qishu received it.

He completely received this kind of information and this kind of threat.

Am I afraid?

Am I afraid of you?

Am I a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death?

I am a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death.

I'm afraid of hunting, I'm afraid of being killed by my friends or killing my friends. I know it's tradition, but I'm just scared.

But am I afraid of you Yan Xiao?

Afraid of a monster like you?

Qing Qishu roared: "Come on!"

"come!"

"come!"

Boundless hatred and anger burn the body and mind.

Yan Xiao was very conscious, but his posture became more and more crazy.

Are you not afraid of death?

It doesn't believe it!

Even it can, even it can be afraid!

It feels its own weakness, and in this weakened state it becomes more and more ruthless,

Drenched in black light, the bird's beak pecked again and again!

A row of holes were pecked out on Qing Qishu's forehead.

Even his left eye, even his face...

But he just didn't move, just screamed.

"come!"

brush!

Yan Xiao's attack came, and Jiang Wang also came.

The sword light like frost and snow flashed.

Yan Xiao, who was madly attacking Qing Qishu and making a last-ditch effort, had his head flying.

Jiang Wang finally arrived.

It only asked Qing Qishu to counterattack instinctively, but until the end, he couldn't wait.

Yan Xiao's body, which was almost as tall as an adult, fell straight down, and the head of the owl rolled several times on the ground of the swallow's nest before it stopped.

The hero and the devil are lying on both sides of the ground, which is a wonderful and uncoordinated symmetry.

The choice between life and death has never been an easy matter.

Jiang Wang squatted down and saw Qing Qishu's face at this time.

What kind of face is this?

The word riddled with holes has always been an exaggerated description, but at this moment, it has become a specific description.

Terrible.

With Jiang Wang's tenacity, he couldn't bear to look at him anymore.

But even more could not bear not to look at him.

"Dead... right?"

Qing Qishu asked a little tiredly.

Jiang Wang looked back at Yan Xiao's body, then looked at him again and said, "Dead."

"Ah, it hurts too much." Qing Qishu gasped twice: "Is my face... still handsome?"

The injuries he suffered, for any other person present, would have died long ago. Only he with extremely tenacious vitality can survive until now.

But it was also this tenacious vitality that made him suffer even more.

He kept talking, also diverting attention.

"Very handsome." Jiang Wang said.

"Mr. Zhang, you are fine in everything, that is..." He seemed to want to laugh, but in the end he gave up because the wound was too painful: "Too sincere."

Wu Quji and Su Qi, who had recovered her daughter's body, approached without speaking.

From Wu Quji's perspective, of course he understands that Qing Qishu's injury has no cure at all.

At this moment, Qing Qishu, who was lying on the ground, asked again: "According to Mr., beauties love heroes. If I bring a gift back to Qing Hua at this time, she must like it very much, right?"

"Don't you believe me yet?" Jiang Wang said hard: "From my experience, she already loves you madly."

"Hmm..." Qing Qishu's eyes diverged, as if he was already imagining that wonderful scene.

"Let's forget it..." He said, "Don't give it away. Don't make her miss me and make her sad. "

Jiang Wang looked at him silently, not knowing what to say.

Qing Qishu said again: "Yan Xiao is gone. In the future, she can go to the end of the world to have a look."

That night, Jiang Wang asked him if he thought about going to the end of Senhaiyuan to take a look.

He said, this is a good idea, and he wanted to trick Qing Hua into watching it together.

Now he understands that he can't go.

It can't be a good relationship, and it can't be the end of the world.

"Mr. Zhang?" he asked.

Jiang Wang looked at him.

He seemed a little embarrassed, and said slowly, "Can I... give you a punch?"

From the beginning to the end of this battle, he restrained his instinct to fight back.

His fists were clenched tightly, but he didn't touch his opponent.

He is a holy warrior, a very strong holy warrior.

so tired...

so hard...

So wronged.

"It's very disrespectful of you to be so respectful to the teacher."

Jiang Wang said, "This is not an example."

Then Qing Qishu raised his clenched fist.

Gently, lightly touched his face.

drooping.