My master is invincible

Chapter 1962 The Gathering of the Eight Immortals (44) Also known as: Blood-stained Love Change.

Upon hearing this, I was completely dumbfounded.

He didn't kill the Great Elder?
With Wang Muyang's current state, there is absolutely no possibility of telling lies.

In other words, all of us misunderstood him just now.

All of this is just that the Great Elder wants to break the relationship between me and Wen Xue.

That's right, with Wang Muyang's character, how could he kill the Great Elder at this juncture.

Even if he was threatened by Yuan Qingtian, with Wang Muyang's temperament, it is absolutely impossible to do such a thing.

Without any hesitation, I quickly said, "Brother Wang, you..."

Before I finished speaking, he raised his hand with difficulty and shook it, and said weakly: "It doesn't matter anymore, all of this is not important anymore, I just want to tell you, I... I... I, Wang Muyang, stood upright and sat straight. Duan, never kill innocent people."

I wanted to say a few words, but just at this moment, a hysterical roar came over.

"Chen Jiu, get out, get out!"

It was Wen Xue's voice.

I turned my head and saw that Wen Xue's eyes were red and she was staring at me.

In her eyes, I saw a trace of killing intent.

She made a killing intent on me.

I was a little confused, and quickly said: "Wen Xue, we didn't kill him, it was him..."

Before I could finish speaking, Wen Xue roared, "Get out, get out!"

While speaking, she came over and pulled me away.

Maybe it was because I was a little slow in getting up, and she just kicked her when she raised her leg.

I got a solid kick in the stomach.

Her feet are full of strength, just such a kick, I just feel like my abdomen has been hit by a big truck, and the whole person retreats seven or eight steps backwards before stabilizing my figure.

"Chen Jiu, between you and me, from now on, we will be strangers. If we meet again, it will be life and death."

After all, Wen Xue stared at me closely.

She stared at it for a full minute, as if she wanted to engrave the scene in her mind.

At this moment, I know that we may have become the past tense.

Or maybe, she has already decided in her heart that all this is the reason for me.

I want to explain.

However, I feel that the language at this time is so pale and weak.

I was so weak that I didn't even have the courage to speak.

After a long time, Wen Xue looked away.

The moment she withdrew her eyes, I saw a trace of disappointment in her eyes, even accompanied by a trace of despair.

She turned slowly.

Tears rolled down her beautiful face.

Drop by drop, drop by drop fell to the ground.

"Wen Xue!" I suddenly called out to her.

She ignored me, but squatted down next to Wang Muyang, holding Wang Muyang's arm tightly.

"Xue'er, I... I... I haven't heard you call brother for a long time." Wang Muyang smiled miserably, and looked at Wen Xue, "Since... when you were nine years old, you... called brother, I... I..."

"Brother...Brother!" Wen Xue burst into tears.

"Sister, don't cry! Brother... brother will... guard you, always... always protect you, no... will not let... make you suffer... the slightest bit of grievance." Wang Muyang's face was pale, without any color, and his voice also changed. Get nothingness.

"Brother, why are you so stupid, I...I don't deserve you! Why did you rush over, why, why didn't you let Chen Jiu's people kill me, why, tell me, why!" Wen Xue roared non-stop, tears slid across her beautiful face and fell on Wang Muyang's face.

Wang Muyang stretched out his hand slowly, and touched Wen Xue's face.

Perhaps due to excessive blood loss, he no longer had the strength to raise his hand.

Wen Xue grabbed his arm and put it on her face, "Brother, don't say anything, I'll take you to the hospital."

"Sister, I...my body, I know, I...I can't do it anymore, brother has nothing to give you, this soft sword... brother gave it to you, I hope you can pick up the sword in your hand, don't... because of love ...lost myself."

While speaking, Wang Muyang groped the ground for a while with the other hand, and slowly picked up the soft sword.

However, he had no strength left in his hand, he just held the soft sword tightly.

"Sister, after returning home, I... I have a manuscript by my bed, which is some of the virtues I have carried the coffin over the years. With...with your understanding, within...three months, you...you can surpass me. "Wang Muyang looked at Wen Xue with tenderness in his eyes.

"Brother, I can't, I can't, please, don't leave me, they still need you!" Wen Xue held Wang Muyang's head with both hands, and covered Wang Muyang tightly with the other hand.

Even so, blood continued to overflow.

"Sister, you can do it, I... I... I have been called a genius since I was a child, but I... I have always been unwilling to admit this title, because... I know that you are a genius who is once in a century. In front of you... I am... a big brother Yes, feel ashamed."

Wen Xue seemed to want to say something, but was stopped by Wang Muyang, "As for the Eight Great King Kongs, don't worry, before I come... here, I have already made arrangements, they...they...they will absolutely obey you."

"Brother, I really can't do it, please, I'm getting better soon!" Wen Xue was already crying.

"Sister...can you call me again...brother?" Wang Muyang raised his head slightly, looking at Wen Xue.

"Brother, brother, brother, brother!" Wen Xue called brother four times in one breath.

A satisfied smile appeared on Wang Muyang's face.

gradually.

gradually.

His eyelids closed slowly.

"Brother!" Wen Xue yelled frantically, and touched Wang Muyang's nose with trembling hands.

Immediately afterwards, a gleam of joy flashed across Wen Xue's face, but she concealed it well.

Even so, I still couldn't escape my eyes, and I looked happy. Could it be that Wang Muyang is not dead?
Without the slightest hesitation, I hurried over and reached out to poke Wang Muyang's nose.

Before my palm touched Wang Muyang, Wen Xue opened my arm, and her face darkened, "Chen Jiu, do you want to die now? If so, I don't mind giving you a ride."

When he said this, there was no emotion in his words.

It made people shudder when they heard it.

I looked up at her.

"Chen Jiu, I have lived for love for a few years, that's enough, I have enjoyed love in this life. From now on, I will only live for family affection. See you next time, don't blame me for being cruel."

After finishing speaking, she picked up the soft sword in one hand, carried Wang Muyang in her arms, and walked towards the outside of the village.

"Palace Master, you can't let her go, it will become a serious problem in the future." Zhuge Qingming came over and stared at Wen Xue's back.

"Yes, Palace Mistress, Wang Muyang is amazed at her talent, and she has murderous intentions towards us at this time, once she is let go, I am afraid it will lead to catastrophe in the future." He Lao also came over.

"Palace Master, the two of them are right." Han Qiu walked over, staring at Wen Xue's back, his words were no less murderous than Zhuge Qingming.

(End of this chapter)