"So what about you, Zhao Tao?" Fan Wujian's figure became more and more hazy under the rain:

"Why do you want to kill Yue Fufan?"

Zhao Wujiang has a mild smile and deep eyebrows:

"Senior you misunderstood.

I am not observing to get rid of him.

He is not worthy of my obsession, but it is a stumbling block in my life.

I want to kill him, just think, think simply, that's all. "

Fan Wu rescued Xie Bi'an, who slowly stood up and slowly stood up, and had not awakened. He raised his hand and grabbed the rain curtain. Dong Ning and Xie Chensu's soul were swallowed into the dark hole.

The figure of Fan Wujian and Xie Bi'an also disappeared in the heavy rain, and only Fan Wujian's emotion was left:

"Zhao Tao, I noticed you from the encounter with you and the Seventh Brother.

Liu Qianzi found your soul, without root, attached to the demon Dan.

I just have observed it a few times.

I have countless souls in the world and I have met the soul like you for the first time.

Obviously the disabled, it is full and complete, and the wheel of the tree is only more than 20 rounds to live in their twenties.

Since you are not attracted by your own obsession, who are you attracted by your obsession?

In other words, you are simply a disabled soul that is fully obsessed? "

Fan Wujian's voice was echoed in the curtain of Xiaoxiao. Zhao Wujiang was soaked, his smile was still, his eyes were far away.

He reached out and pulled out the firewood knife behind his waist, and walked slowly towards the soul of Zhu Jing's surviving world.

Someone really wants to tell the reminder to suggest him, or does anyone want to guide him deliberately?

Numerous pictures in his mind flickered. He speculated that there were many possibilities about himself, but he was firm.

What he saw today is not the collapse of the Daxia dynasty, the world's destruction, and the memories of his own dying.

He will not be the reincarnation of anyone who reincarnates, who wanders the soul of the world, who is dying in the world.

He is him, he is Zhao Wujiang!

Really real.

So he chose not to avoid rain, do not support the umbrella, let the heavy rain pass through the bones, and truly perceive his existence.

Zhu Jing squatted in the heavy rain, constantly murmured "Yue Lang", constantly apologized to herself, saying "Where did I do something wrong, you have to kill me by myself", "I change, I will change" and the like

In terms of.

Zhao Wujiang has identified the experience of the god demon door Zhu Jing, probably being deceived by Yue's extraordinary, and finally was destroyed by Yue's extraordinary.

They are all victims.

However, Zhao Wujiang has no mercy, helping the victims and innocent victims who helped the blame for abuse.

The subsequent things in the god demon door lock the demon tower. When Zhao Wujiang left the Qingqiu, he had learned from the Kirin Demon Honor.

He doesn't have much feelings for the Demon Gate, but he is still respecting Wu Dahai.

Wu Dahai finally released Zhu Jing.

Zhu Jing was destroyed, and now only the obsession is left.

But Zhao Wujiang did not intend to let her go.

All the help of the abuse, Zhao Wujiang did not intend to let it go.

He raised his hands, the knife fell.

The residual souls dissipated in heavy rain.

Everything is just for liquidation.

The firewood knife fell to the ground, the rainwater rushed to the rust, the trickle was like Huangquan.

Zhao Wujiang walked towards Wangchuan. He was going to scoop a scoop of forgetting Sichuan water, then left, across the city, arrived in Tianbaozhou, found the deceased, entered Dao Lian's secret situation, competed for a lot of money, shaped the lotus body, stepped into the His Holiness

, Step by step, clear one by one.

In the heavy rain, thousands of ghosts are walking around in the daytime. He is mixed among the ghosts and ghosts, and he is colder than the ghosts and more tempting than the ghosts.

He is a hurried man under the rain, and he is a dead man in a collapsed world.
Chapter completed!