Being impacted.

His head and body gradually separated.

It gradually separates on the sea surface.

Sink gradually.

The Sword God of Xihai was silent for a while and said, "You didn't hide, which means you feel guilty, it's great."

He said looking at Su Ziye.

But whether it was Su Ziye himself or the disciples of the Xihai Sword Sect around him, they all felt that this sentence was said to Tonglu.

The sea was quiet and the waves were slight and inaudible.

Su Zi Ye Wen said: "Who was the person who appeared later?"

"It's someone from Qingshan."

The voice of the West Sea Sword God was emotionally unpleasant.

Su Ziye raised his eyebrows slightly. There were no Qingshan disciples in the bureau designed by Tongyan. Could it be that they were invited to come during the winter?

The West Sea Sword God looked at the sea dozens of miles away.

The man's body was so fast that he didn't know which peak of the Qingshan Sect was the elder, but since he was slashed by his own sword, he would definitely die.

Apart from Liu Ci and Yuan Qi Whale, the nine peaks of Qingshan Mountain have no meaning to him.

But who was the one who blocked his sword in the end?

He should use his spiritual sense to determine the situation, but today he was too seriously injured by Pei Baihai, and... he was a little tired.

The West Sea Sword God turned around and flew towards the archipelago.

Su Ziye looked at his back and suddenly felt that this peerless strong man seemed to be older.

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Occasionally, dead fish floated over the sea, and the number was small, which caused several birds to fall down and peck.

Some dead fish were washed up on the beach by the waves.

There are also dead birds on the beach, broken wood and white foam, which exudes an unpleasant smell.

The waves retreated, and two people hugging each other appeared on the beach.

Jing Jiu lay on the ground and lay in his arms after winter.

The sea water dripped from his wet hair and fell on Jing Jiu's face, awakening him.

Jing Jiu looked at her face and found that he still couldn't see any familiarity.

He was looking at his face during the winter.

Jing Jiu's face looks very beautiful.

Being so close together, if another girl would be a little shy even in this situation, she would not feel anything.

"When are you going to lie down?"

Jing Jiu said: "It should be a long time."

Only then did she realize that he was injured and could not get up.

The sound of the waves is getting farther and farther away.

After the winter turned from his arms, just this simple action took all her strength.

Her eyes fell on Jing Jiu's body, and she realized that his injuries were heavier than she thought.

Jing Jiu's body was almost cut off, and only the vertebrae were still connected.

There was a huge gap between his waist.

If you look down from above, you can even see the sand beneath him.

The picture is bloody, but in fact there is no blood.

The blood had been washed away by the sea water, and the broken muscles and internal organs were washed and turned white. It looked very smooth and had no impurities or dirt.

The expression was slightly different during winter.

It’s not because Jing Jiu was still alive after being so seriously injured, and he didn’t scream because of pain.

It is not because the sword that the West Sea Sword God, which is more than ten miles away, is so powerful.

"The first time I saw someone's organs would be as clean as you," she said.

Jing Jiu asked, "Have you seen the organs of many people?"

Wen Wu said, "No one sees more than I do."

Jing Jiu thought, this is for granted.

The war lasted for three months.

Tens of thousands of people die under your hands.

You will naturally see the most of this kind of picture.

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Chapter completed!