The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife
Chaotic Sword God Chapter 1679
I was slashing and looking for a figure with a sword, like petrified, standing blankly.
Nangong Yu knew that it was the breath of the seed remaining in his Yuanshen.
The seed that had been inseparable from him since he was born, as if it could resonate with his soul.The seed he gave to Xi Yue as a token of love.
At this moment, a broken voice came, remaining in the breath of the world, and dissipated a little, until disappeared without a trace.
The heart beat slowly, and the blood seemed to freeze and freeze.
He and Xiyue once had blood blended together. Xiyue's blood was in his body, which could suppress the onset of cold poison and warm his cold body and mind.
But at this moment, he clearly felt that the warmth disappeared.
The hope that belongs to him, the happiness that belongs to him, was completely destroyed by people in this quiet and cold night.
Nangong Yu stood staring blankly, tears of blood pouring from his eyes, and dried up slowly.
The wind at the bottom of the cliff was blowing his hair, and his already tattered wedding dress, raised a dazzling red, as if mocking his dissipated happiness like a mirror.
Suddenly, Nangong Yu reached out and bit his wrist, swallowing the blood gushing from the carotid artery.
Icy, sweet and sticky, there is no more familiar fragrance like flowers and warmth like sunshine.
"Xi'er...Xi'er..." A low voice, with a broken cry, sounded in the valley over and over again, so painful, so sad, so regretful and desperate.
It was because he didn’t protect Xiyue, that he gave the old lady of Nangong the opportunity to take it lightly, it was his inability to put Xiyue into danger, he was too weak to watch the tragedy happening in front of him, but he couldn’t do anything about it. .
Above the cliff, noisy human voices suddenly came and screamed.
"Brother, why are you here?"
"The frost lights of Wushuang and Yuqing are all turned off. What's going on? A few lower-martial warriors have forced you to such a point? What is the source of wood?"
"Brother, things are really beyond our expectations..."
The noisy discrimination sound, footsteps, search sounds, and the sound of flying towards the bottom of the cliff into the ears of Nangong Yu.
Lou Yunhai was the first to rush into the bottom of the cliff. He couldn't help being surprised when he saw Nangong Yu standing in a ruin of rubble.
Nangong Yu in front of him is really terrible, surrounded by countless black spiritual powers, obviously in the dark night, this black spiritual power is as clear as thick, like a huge vortex, to swallow Nangong Yu.
In the sky, countless overcast clouds poured over, dense and dense, spreading throughout the entire Yanjing City.
Lou Yunhai raised his head in shock, and the cold raindrops immediately fell from the sky and hit his face.
In an instant, the heavy rain fell down, hitting among the rocks, trees, and crackling.
Nangong Yu finally raised his head at this time, toward Lou Yunhai, and the children of the Lou family who flew down to investigate, showing a shallow smile.
The rain wets the hair of the man's clothes, and the blood on his face was also washed away by the rain, revealing his unparalleled beauty and unparalleled beauty.
When the man started to laugh, his bones were tender, his eyes were shining, and he was lingering, as if he was looking at his beloved wife somewhere.
However, Lou Yunhai who saw this scene was stiff, and a sky of fear came to his mind.