Transcending the Nine Heavens

Hung sat there indefinitely, watching Wei Weiwei go away without a face. He opened his mouth and tried to say something, but didn't say anything.

Chuyang stood aside with Purple Evil Love and watched it quietly. Chu Yang thought about it and looked in the direction of Wei Weiyan's departure. His eyes were a little complicated.

He asked himself, if he was in Wei's position, would he kill himself today? After thinking about it for a long time and measuring it between killing and not killing, I decided not to kill!

Not today!

Killing today is ungrateful. Killing tomorrow is justice! People, after all, have feelings, from good to bad, and they also need an acceptance process.

This matter today is too abrupt for Wei Wuyan!

Purple evil face is full of killing machines.

“Let him go.” Chu Yang said faintly: “Don't kill him. Now in Wei's lifetime, there is only one goal left to kill Hung Innumerable himself. If you kill Hung now, Wei Wuyan will not survive. ”

Purple evil bites the teeth: “It's too cheap, you old dog! ”

And he hated it: “Why did Wei Wuyan let him go? It's... it's an asshole! ”

Chu Yang was silent for a long time. "I understand Wei's impudent thoughts. Hung has always been very grateful to him! Wei Wuyan did not kill him now, and let him live, amounting to giving him what he had given him, and giving him all back. In the future, it will be revenge! ”

Purple evil smiles: “Your human feelings are so confusing! ”

Chu Yang turned his head: “You humans? ”

"I mean, you humans! ”

Chu Yanghaha smiled: “We humans… you speak strangely. ”

And I thought, "You humans?" You humans? Is this... purple evil, not human?

“Let him go, but you can't just let him go!” Chuyang turned his head and looked at Hung Qiang, suddenly he walked over.

Hung asked in great panic: "You… what are you doing? ”

Chu Yang lifted his hand and slapped him. He snapped and sounded heavily: “Haven't you ever been slapped?” Backhanded again: “Something selfish to the point of being a pig and dog! ”

Stick your foot out and kick it to the ground: "All you have to do is save one life! ”

Running his foot down his crotch, Chuyang coldly said: “This foot will kick for your wife! That poor woman, you've ruined her whole life! ”

Hung countless voices screamed violently, twitching all over his body, his eyes turned white.

He was sealed and cultivated. At this moment, like an ordinary man, Chuyang's foot went down and his crotch was diluted! And with the power of the Nine Swords of Robbery; even though the supreme cultivation is a regenerative force, there is nothing more to be done about it.

“Hello… poison!” Hung was screaming and staring at Chu Yang.

“I'm not as ashamed as you are!” Chu Yang smiled cold and lifted his feet: “Take care, don't die until Wei Wuyan finds you. ”

Hung countless faces twisted and looked at him with resentment.

“If you look at me again, I'll rip your eyeballs out.” Chuyang asked coldly.

Hung hurriedly closed his eyes and felt extremely humiliated, shivering the muscles in the corners of his face.

“Let him go!” Chu Yang lifted his feet and sighed: “I can't understand! ”

“Roll!" Purple evil kicked his feet on Hung, breaking the restraint on him while also breaking dozens of bones throughout his body.

Chu Yang's mouth: This woman is more fierce than I am...

Hung literally flew out of dozens of places before falling on the mountain stone, climbed up painfully, endured the pain of a broken bone all over his body, looked back, and walked forward in a daze.

“Why should such a man take Wei Weiyan as his disciple and cultivate him with care?” Chu Yang looked at Hung countlessly and went away, some puzzled to ask.

Purple Evil looked at him with surprise: "Can't you see? ”

Chu Yang was stunned: “What? ”

Purple and evil: “You can't tell, the guy in your body can definitely tell. ”

Chu Yang rubbed his nose and smiled bitterly: "Please also teach me. ”

"Wei Wuxiang had a small amount of purple flame blood in her body. I was surprised to see why the purple flame blood was so small; now I finally understand. It must have been dragged away by Hung. ”

“Purple flame blood?” Chuyang searched around his head and finally understood: “Turns out it's the kind of purple flame blood that doubles the effect of complementing the cold ice Qi Qi! ”

“Not bad, that's why Hung is the best at Cold Ice Qi, but Wei Wuyan, as his only disciple, has never learned.” Purple wickedness is faint.

“What an asshole!” Chu Yang scolded and couldn't wait to catch up and beat him up again.

Purple Flame Bloodline, is a special bloodline.

It is the best furnace for cultivating Yin Chill attribute kung fu! Every once in a while, draw some purple flame blood into your meridians, and Yin Chill attribute kung fu can be neutralized, so you will never have to worry about it.

This is why Hung received Wei Wuyan as his disciple.

Because the purple flame blood, the higher the repair, the more blood the better!

This is also an important reason why Hung has made such rapid progress in hundreds of years. This is also why Hung cared deeply for Wei Weiyan and taught him all he could to repair him into a rush forward.

“Man... could really be so vicious!” Chuyang took a deep breath.

In that case, Wei Wuyan's life was truly tragic.

From the beginning to the end, living in a dark environment, living in a conspiracy, first used as a furnace to practice evil kung fu, then used as a tool for collecting purple crystals, later more so by such people killed wife, killed son...

And the most tragic thing is... Wei Wuyan has lived in gratitude for each other for over a thousand years!!

How sad it is!

The two sighed together.

With Chule on his back, Purple Evil leads the way, and the three of them go all the way.

Blood stains all the way, Wei Wuyan walked this way, there was no stopping the bleeding. It just spreads so far away.

Dozens of miles out, another turn.

It spread all the way to a mountain before seeing Wei Weiyan's figure.

This tragic man, standing in front of a grave like a statue.

The tomb of his beloved wife Aue and his beloved son Xiaozhang.

A tombstone stands alone and desolate.

Wei Wuyan has been standing for a long time and does not know how long he has been standing. He didn't say a word and looked at the tombstone deeply.

With guilt, with landlessness.

“I'm sorry! I'm sorry... I'm sorry...” Wei Wuyan walked forward and held the tombstone in his arms, gently rubbing it with his own face.

As in that year, when he returned from his assignment, he took his wife and son into his arms.

Tears flow down the tombstone.

On a small grave, the weeds sway with the wind, shaking gently. Seems to have returned home, the child struggles to jump into his arms, but is gently embraced by his wife and looks at himself gently.

“Elle, I'm so stupid.” Wei had no face to embrace the tombstone. He unlocked his clothes and put the tombstone on his bare chest. Although facing a cold tombstone, it was infinite compassion.

Seems to be warming his wife's cold body with his own chest.

“I found the enemy… it was him. It's my master... it's Hung Wu...” Wei Huanguously said: "Er... Xiaozhan, I am so useless, I am so pure benzene, you died in his hands, but I have still worked for him for more than 600 years... For the past 600 years, you watched me work for him, do you feel sad? Helpless?”

“I didn't come to see you in person, but I missed you. ”

“Now I know that the best day of my life was the three years I had you. ”

“I regret it, I hate it... I miss you so much! I miss you so much...”

Wei Weiyan held the tombstone and suddenly cried out loud!

Such a man, he cried in a dull, silent howl, holding a cold tombstone, but like the only warmth in the world...

The autumn wind swept away, and instantly the mountain floated like an asparagus, dancing in the sky, swaying zero.

Seems to be that beloved wife underground, gently comforting her own man.

Wei Weiwei cried wildly and did not pay any attention to his image. He shouted heavenly: “Oh, my God! Why are you doing this to us? Why did you do this to our family!! ”

The wind sounds terrific, like crying.

For a long time, Wei Wuyan finally stopped and put his face on the tombstone. He muttered softly, saying something...

The sky dimmed.

Wei Wuyan finally stood up.

He pulled out the sword without face, looked carefully at the body of the sword, and revealed a great bitter smile on his face: “The sword without face, without face... I see you without face...”

He knelt down, “Let me be with you! Please!”

The sword sparkled brightly.

“Do it!” Chu Yang had a big drink.

Purple evil waved a beat, a dead branch lightning laser, defeated Wei's faceless sword.

Row across your shoulders and draw a deep blood trough.

Wei turned her head calmly and shook her head slightly: “It's useless, you're blocking me today, you can't stop me tomorrow. ”

Chu Yang flew in, angry: “Don't you want revenge anymore? ”

Wei Weiwei smiled bitterly: “Revenge… I didn't kill him today, I didn't want to kill him. After all, he was my master. He was also very grateful to me. He was deeply in love with the sea...”

“Like the mountains, like the sea?” Chu Yang sneered: “Do you know why he took you as an apprentice? ”

“What?” Wei frowned.

“Does he have to put a bowl of blood on you every once in a while?” Asked Purple Evil.

Wei Weiwei said: “Not bad, that's to keep the cold out... how do you know? ”

“Oh... you bear purple flame blood, he takes you as a disciple, just to drink your blood constantly and treat you like a furnace... like a mountain?” Purple Evil Love: “He won't let you die... even if you bleed from your wounds, he's going to be devastated. ”

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