The hairband broke, her hair was flying in the wind, and Xiang Shan's face was covered with tears. The silence on Longfeng Mountain was extremely silent, and only her heart-rending shouts could be heard. ▃ ( v?v )▃

The blood on her shoulders flowed more and more, Xiang Shan smiled sadly, and immediately fell backwards. Before she died, she just said feebly, "Zhou Yulong, I hate you."

The wound on Xiang Shan's shoulder was not fatal. Xiang Shan's death was due to Zhou Yulong and Zhou Yulong's betrayal.

Qingsha Zuilan looked at Xiang Shan, and her body suddenly trembled. She did not love Zhou Yulong as deeply as Xiang Shan, and Xiang Shan was indeed more pitiful and pathetic than her.

…

Egret felt her body get warm. She looked up and saw those abyss-like eyes. Yi Gucheng's lips were very thin. He moved his thin lips and said softly: "In heaven and earth, there are you and me...

…”

Only the two of them could hear these words. The egret opened its mouth and smiled like a bright sunshine.

"Xiang Lechi, is Jing'er here at your home?" Bailu and Yi Gucheng's hands were held together again at some point. Bailu looked at the dead Xiang Shan lightly, and then turned to look at Xiang Lechi.

.

The life and death of others has nothing to do with her. She only knows that having him by her side is enough.

Xiang Lechi frowned and said, "Ouyang Jing is indeed in my Xiang family, but I don't know where she is. The only ones who know about it are Zhou Yulong and Xiang Shan."

The egret stared closely into Xiang Lechi's eyes and saw that there was no change in Xiang Lechi's face, so he believed Xiang Lechi's words.

"Better not lie to me." With a sneer, Bailu and Yi Gucheng walked to Zhou Yulong's side. Now that Xiang Shan is dead, Zhou Yulong is the only one who knows Ouyang Jing's whereabouts.

"Tell me, where is Jinger."

Egret inserted the King's Sword on the ground next to Zhou Yulong's neck, and a death energy like Hell burst out from the King's Sword. The King's Sword trembled violently and kept moving towards Zhou Yulong's neck...

"I said... Ouyang Jing is at Ouyang's house. If you don't rush over, she may die." Zhou Yulong said tremblingly, his whole body trembling.

His eyes were tightly wrinkled, staring at the King's Sword that kept approaching his neck, and a breath of death enveloped his whole body.

"The soul returns to the west?"

Boundless killing intent burst out from the egret's thousands of pores. The egret gave a bloodthirsty smile, overwhelming the country. With a move of his wrist, the edge of the king's sword was revealed, blood spattered, and a red mark suddenly appeared on Zhou Yulong's neck.

This red mark continued to overflow with bright red blood.

Zhou Yulong is dead...

"Qingsha Egret, it's not your little girl's turn to run wild in this western sea area."

Zhou Yanyan obviously did not expect that Bailu would kill his son in front of everyone. His eyes suddenly burst out with blazing anger. Zhou Yan's body turned into an afterimage, and appeared in front of Bailu the next second.

Yi Gucheng loosened his grip on Bailu's hand, and a black light flashed, and a black Shura knife suddenly appeared in his hand. As soon as the Shura knife came out, all the weapons of the strong men on Longfeng Mountain made a sound of swords chanting and soldiers roaring. It seemed like...

…Fear?

The Shura sword pointed at the oncoming Zhou Yanyan, and a smile finally appeared on Yi Gucheng's stern face, but why did he look like a hellish Shura?

"If you take one more step forward, I will dismember your head..."
Chapter completed!