Chapter 370 370 Wave 2

The huge grief was like a wave, hitting his rational defense line one after another.

"Dad just used a spell on me to make me hide. I'm a little worried about how my parents are doing?" Ying'er was still asking.

"They, they're fine." Ku Chan's face was filled with tears and snot, which was blown away by the strong wind and thrown behind him.

He choked up his answer.

"You have to hold on and get better soon. When the time comes, our family will be together. We will all be together."

Suddenly his eyes lit up.

On the road ahead, a white five-seater car was approaching.

On the side of the car, there are dark gold words "Yunshu Mountain Road Line Nine Doors".

He recognized this kind of car. It was an exclusive luxury car that was usually only equipped by Dao Mei's top executives.

A high-level figure of this level definitely carries life-saving quick-acting medicine and first-aid talismans with him!

"Help!!" Ku Chan suddenly shouted, slowed down his motorcycle and swung sideways to block the opponent's path.

The car also braked quickly and almost missed the collision.

Click.

The car door opened, and a mysterious man wearing a black slim-fitting robe and a golden eagle mask stepped out of the car.

"Hurry and save my wife!! She is seriously injured and is a high-ranking person in a spiritual disaster."

laugh!

In an instant, a golden shadow quickly approached Ku Chan and hit him in the chest.

Bang!!!

The mental vibration was like the sound of an ancient bell, instantly shaking his entire consciousness to a sudden stop.

Immediately afterwards, there was a sharp pain in the heart.

Wait until you come to your senses.

Ku Chan saw himself flying backwards in the air, with his body arched and floating in the air.

A large amount of blood gushed out from his chest and poured down.

His wife Ying'er had already rolled to the ground and fell weakly in front of the man in the golden eagle mask.

Swish.

The masked man drew his sword behind Lightning, and a cold light flashed.

The sword blade passed between Ying'er's neck and split into two.

The head rolled out, blood spurted out, and everything seemed to be still at this moment.

"No!!!! Yinger!!!"

Ku Chan opened his eyes wide, and the pain in his heart was incomparable to the pain and despair he felt when he saw his fiancée and his unborn child being killed in front of him.

"The Red Sky Sword is really wasted in your hands."

The man in the golden eagle mask said coldly, and grabbed Ku Chan from a distance.

Clang!

The red Red Sky Sword flew out of the air and landed firmly in his palm.

This world-famous Taoist artifact, the first inherited Taoist weapon, fell into the hands of this mysterious golden-masked man without any resistance.

This kind of inherited Taoist weapon that can only be used by the sect can actually be commanded like an arm in the hands of this person!

This completely subverted the basic common sense that Ku Chan had learned since childhood.

thump.

Ku Chan fell down the cliff and hit the surging canyon water at the bottom, causing a large splash.

The golden-masked man kicked Ying'er's body and let it fall down the cliff.

"Don't you need a last-ditch attack?" Another golden-masked man got out of the car and asked in a deep voice.

"His heart was pierced by me and he will definitely die." The man in the golden eagle mask replied coldly. "Let's go, I got the Red Sky Sword."

The two quickly got on the car, jumped over the motorcycle, and sped off into the distance.

At this time, at the bottom of the cliff, in the canyon and river.

Ku Chan's heart was pierced, but his powerful Taoist realm and magical skills, as well as his unremitting efforts to achieve breakthroughs over the years, kept him from dying completely for a while.

He opened his eyes wide and slowly sank toward the bottom of the cold turbid water.

From the tattered Taoist robes on his body, streaks of dark red blood escaped in the water.

At this time, everything seemed to be quiet. Only he was quietly looking at the turbulent light blue water above his head.

In the broken waves, it seemed that everything he had experienced in his life from childhood to adulthood was constantly being replayed.

He just sinks quietly, sinks

Like a still statue, motionless.

until.

puff.

A new corpse also slowly sank from above.

It's Ying'er's headless body.

Her head was washed away by the rapids and she didn't know where it went.

Ku Chan slowly raised his head and looked at the body of his wife that he was so familiar with.

Slowly, huge spiritual fluctuations of silence, despair, and gloom spread out around him.

In this dark underwater depth, the last step that has troubled Ku Chan for a long time is to break through the limits of his sect and find his own new path. At this moment, it seems to be completely clear.

Buzz.

On Ku Chan's neck, a little purple fluorescence suddenly lit up under his skin.

It was a purple metal piece the size of a fingernail implanted in him by his parents when he was a child.

At that time, he didn't know what it was, but now, Kuchan understood.

This is an ultra-miniature life-saving technique that his father spent a lot of resources on him.

Under the water, circles of increasingly majestic spiritual fluctuations, centered on Ku Chan, continued to spread to all sides.

The wound on his heart was quickly closed under the recovery of the life-saving technique, and the bleeding point was forcibly blocked.

Ku Chan silently went up and reached out to catch Ying'er's sinking body.

The majestic mental fluctuations in his body began to shrink suddenly, like a black hole, as if it could swallow up and absorb all the surrounding consciousness and thoughts.

Such a state of extreme dispersion from the outside to contraction within has a unified honorific title within Taoism.

His name is: Heavenly Master.

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roadside.

Yu Hong took his mobile phone and kept dialing the number.

Om.

A white car passed by him, and it seemed to be engraved with the marking of Tao.

Yu Hongben planned to take a closer look, just when the phone in his hand was connected, he didn't care.

"Hey, is it Zuo Tianshi? I am the Lord of the Daisai Guanzhuo."

"I am Tong Hongming, Tong Master Tong, and Tianshi is not free now. If you have anything to do, I will tell me what you have, and I will tell me about his old man." There was a lazy young female voice from the other end of the phone.

"I have an urgent matter here, can you ask you to answer the phone directly?" Yu Hong frowned.

Pap.

Hang there.

Yu Hong's heart was on fire, and he called the other party again. But this time the opposite connection was not connected, and I ignored it directly.

More than ten times in a row, he was so angry that he left the phone directly, and then just changed the number.

There is no wrong one, one time, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one by one!

This time, it was handed to the Xu Chonglian Master of Xiatian Shi House.
To be continued...