The first roar in the jade slip confirms the name of the corpse. The despair, bitterness and resentment would not be so identical if it were not the same person.

All pain in this world comes from anger at one's own incompetence!

The same is true for Fang Qingyang.

If I guessed correctly, this spiritual voice recording should be the last stage before Fang Qingyang's death when the poison in his body completely erupted.

In other words, these are his last...last words!

Therefore, he spent the last effort to hide the jade slip with these last words in it, not wanting people like the fat shopkeeper to find it and snatch it away.

Ye Wuque closed his eyes again, and the power of the soul poured into them again.

"Ahhhhh..."

Immediately afterwards, there was a crazy roar, a kind of emotional catharsis. It was obvious that Fang Qingyang had collapsed to the extreme, but he could do nothing but let out this pitiful roar.

It lasted for more than ten breaths before the roar slowly subsided, and his crazy venting slowly subsided.

Then Ye Wuque heard...crying!

Fang Qingyang’s cry!

Different from roaring, this cry carries infinite depression, sorrow and... reluctance!

The same process lasted for more than ten breaths.

Until a certain moment, the crying also disappeared.

Fang Qingyang's hoarse voice finally sounded again. It seemed that because he had vented enough, there was no longer any emotional fluctuation in his tone.

"I'm going to die..."

"I thought I wouldn't die..."

"In such a desperate situation, I could fight with all my strength, and I could escape. I originally thought that one day I could really fight back in a dignified way..."

"But now, I'm about to die..."

"Long Qianqiu! Long Qianqiu!"

"I can't wait to eat the flesh and drink the blood of the beast!!!"

"I did kill him, but in the end I was still poisoned by your 'Blue Devil'!"

"I still lost to you after all..."

"I'm not willing to give in! I'm not willing to give in to it!! I'm not willing to give in to it!!"

Fang Qingyang's voice finally showed emotional fluctuations again, and became crazy again. The deep resentment and bitterness were quite permeable.

Ye Wuque listened quietly.

This "Long Qianqiu" should be the culprit who brought Fang Qingyang into such misery, and he is also Fang Qingyang's biggest enemy.

"No wonder no one is chasing me. No wonder I escaped all the way to this little Whirlpool State. Long Qianqiu, in your eyes, I am already a dead person..."

"You won't waste any more energy on a dead man..."

"Blue Devil! Blue Devil! It is indeed one of the most terrifying ancient poisons. I can't deal with it, so I can only let it attack in my body, slowly corroding my cultivation, my spirit, everything about me, but I

I can only watch helplessly and be tortured!"

"I know that when the poison finally takes over, I will die miserably. Every bone in my body will be completely corroded. I will suffer unparalleled terrible pain before I die... cough cough cough

Ahem!”

Suddenly, Fang Qingyang's voice began to be replaced by a violent cough, and there seemed to be the sound of blood splashing.

After seven or eight breaths, the crazy coughing stopped.

Fang Qingyang's voice sounded again, but it was much weaker before he closed it.

"Hehehe... the blood in my body has turned blue... the Blue Devil has completely attacked... Calculating the time, I will be dead in less than half an hour at most.

Gonna die..."

"I'm going to die..."

"But...I'm not willing to accept it..."

"Why does God do this to me? Why!!!"

"Long Qianqiu!! You beast!!"

"Not only did you take away my inheritance! You took away my glory! You actually wanted to get your hands on my junior sister!! You took away everything from me!!"

"I curse you to not die a good death! Not to die a good death!!!"

Ye Wuque, who was listening in Jining, keenly noticed that when Fang Qingyang mentioned the word "junior sister", there was a huge fluctuation in his hoarse and weak roar.

Obviously!

The junior sister he mentioned must be his beloved woman, otherwise there would not be such fluctuations.

"Huhuhuhu..."

Perhaps because of the excessive roaring, Fang Qingyang began to pant violently. It was obvious that the toxicity of the Blue Devil's ancient poison was already crazily looking down on his body.

Sudden!

Fang Qingyang laughed strangely again, his laughter full of bitterness, teasing, ridicule and despair!

"Long Qianqiu, I know you have set up a killing plan..."

"I can obviously escape in advance..."

"But I'm not willing to give in!"

"I'm not willing to just walk away in despair from the ancient alliance where I was born and raised!"

"So I want to fight you! I want to break your killing game! I want to prove that I am no worse than you!!"

"There are one hundred and eight heavenly spirit inheritances in the ancient alliance! There are one hundred and eight spirit sons! You and I are both spirit sons! How can I be worse than you??"

"You want to step on me and be promoted to the legendary prince!"

"You...are dreaming!!!"

Ancient alliance!

One hundred and eight Heavenly Spirit inheritances!

One hundred and eight spirit sons!

These words immediately shocked Ye Wuque's heart!

He vaguely felt that he seemed to be in contact with an unimaginable behemoth!

After all, in Fang Qingyang's words, the word "small" can only be used to describe a large state like Whistle State.

Fang Qingyang seemed to be lost in memories, and his hoarse voice became weaker and weaker, even accompanied by unstoppable coughing.

"I know......"

"Long Qianqiu, I have actually lost to you..."

"Even if I win this round! I still have to leave and run for my life..."

"So! I was fully prepared beforehand..."

Speaking of which!

Fang Qingyang's voice suddenly became distorted and trembling, but it was no longer out of anger, resentment, or unwillingness, but... guilt!!

That’s right!

Ye Wuque even used the power of his soul to reverse the sound and listened to it three times before confirming this!

Guilty!

Deeply guilty!

"I'm sorry...little uncle..."

"I'm sorry for my little uncle who has been so kind to me..."

"I took the ancient talisman and went to...the top of Tianmang..."

"After all the hard work...I found my junior uncle's...grave again!"

"Then......"

"I, I dug my little uncle's... grave!!!"

"I'm a beast!! I'm a beast too!! Hahahahaha... I dug the grave of my junior uncle!! I dug the grave of my junior uncle who was so kind to me!!!

"

"Just to dig out the seven... colorful secret treasures buried with my junior uncle! Colorful secret treasures! Hahahahaha..."

Fang Qingyang was crazy and horrified, with choking, trembling laughter sounded again!

But Ye Wuque opened his eyes again in an instant, his mind roaring!

His eyes were directly fixed on the colorful Seven Kills Tiangang Gourd suspended in front of him!

Colorful secret treasure!

Fang Qingyang’s junior uncle!!

Buried at the top of Tianmang together with the colorful secret treasures!

Ye Wuque's breathing stagnated slightly, and his eyes reflected an extremely terrifying light!

The Colorful Seven Kills Tiangang Gourd must be the Colorful Secret Treasure!
Chapter completed!