Marrying Qian Renxue, Bibi Dong, why are you crying?

No!

Qin Wushuang didn't even think about it, he raised his feet and rushed towards that direction.

Fortunately, Bai Ze was big and could directly cross over to their side with one kick.

"Xueer, be careful!"

Hearing Qin Wushuang's voice, Qian Renxue, who had been reluctant to leave, turned her head without hesitation at this moment.

But it's too late.

The fist of God Shura is close at hand.

Qian Renxue's pupils shrank.

The intense momentum made her calves feel weak.

She subconsciously closed her eyes tightly and shouted loudly.

"Brother Wushuang!"

boom--

Qian Renxue flew out directly, along with Qian Daoliu who was trying to defend her.

But the most important thing was not them, but Qin Wushuang who took a punch.

The loss of soul power was so serious that Qin Wushuang had very little soul power left in his body and had no ability to use his martial soul avatar anymore.

The originally huge body dissipated with the wind.

Qin Wushuang lay on the ground not far away and vomited a large mouthful of blood, with only a faint rise and fall in his chest.

But even so, he still struggled to hold himself up and wanted to see what was going on with Qian Renxue.

"Xue'er..."

A pair of feet appeared in front.

"Instead of caring about your good sister, it's better to take care of yourself. It's such a good seedling, but it's a pity that it was planted in the wrong place."

God Shura's eyes were full of disdain, and he kept shaking his head.

"Do you really think that I don't understand what you are discussing in private? I can hear anything you say. Don't treat me as a fool."

Qin Wushuang remained silent.

It's not that he doesn't want to speak, but that he simply doesn't have the energy to speak now.

He didn't hear clearly what the Shura God in front of him said, and could only vaguely hear his sarcastic tone.

Your life is almost lost, what's the use of worrying about it so much?

Not far away, Qian Renxue and Qian Daoliu, who were affected, were not much better.

They struggled to hold themselves up, breathing heavily.

The body has been overloaded, and it is difficult to even stand up, let alone fight.

"You all thought you were pretentious, but you didn't expect that you fell into my hands today, right?"

"It's not the fault of others. If it's the fault, it's because you don't understand people well."

At this time, outside the Pope's Palace.

A figure walked in slowly.

It's Bibi Dong.

In fact, she had already noticed the movement here, but she knew better that there was someone here who could not be provoked.

Just the aura he exuded was enough to scare people, let alone participate.

Until she vaguely heard a cry just now.

Almost instantly, she recognized Qin Wushuang's voice.

Unexpectedly, they were the ones fighting with this powerful man.

Even so, Bibi Dong stayed inside for a long time in order to protect Mingzhe.

But time passed little by little, and she always felt mixed emotions in her heart.

She was obviously very worried, but her rationality told her that if she went out to check now, she would not only be in trouble, but she wouldn't even be able to get any benefits.

After struggling inside for a long time, she finally couldn't hold it back and walked out slowly.

The scene in front of her still made her speechless.

There are ruins everywhere, and there is not even a good place.

Bibi Dong saw Qin Wushuang lying not far away almost instantly.

He had always been arrogant, but now he was lying on the ground in such a mess. The dried blood at the corner of his mouth was mixed with the fresh blood, making him look particularly miserable.

"Brother Wushuang!" With tears in her eyes, Qian Renxue ran over almost rolling and threw herself at his side.

"How are you? Ahem, I told you that you shouldn't only think about protecting me and forget about your own safety."

"Xue'er."

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Qin Wushuang's mouth. He reached out tremblingly and gently touched her fair skin with his fingertips.

The touch is still so good.

"Are you okay? Did the punch just now affect you?"

"It's okay...I, there's nothing wrong with me at all."

"It's okay."

He felt that the strength in his body was draining away little by little, so now he had no way to confirm whether what Qian Renxue said was true or false.

Qin Wushuang nodded slightly, a smile overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and then slowly closed his eyes.

"Brother Wushuang!"

Qian Daoliu covered the newly injured area on his chest and limped to Qian Renxue's side.

"Xue'er, you don't have to be too sad. He was just injured a little bit seriously. Judging from the way he looked just now, he should be able to be cured."

"But we can't escape from the current situation. What should we do?"

Bibi Dong looked at Qin Wushuang, who was lying motionless on the ground, and felt heartache.

"It's okay. I'm God. I don't mind. I'll send the three of you down for a reunion later."

While speaking, a thick black mist appeared on God Shura's hand.

The black mist became thicker and thicker, and finally turned into the Shura Demonic Sword.

The Shura Demonic Sword can naturally exert its greatest effect in the hands of God Shura.

Everyone present felt the momentum of this sword.

Even Bibi Dong, who was watching the show silently not far away, couldn't help but be a little shocked.

At the same time, she knew it in her heart.

If this sword strikes, the three of them will definitely die.

"Dead? It's better to die!"

Bibi Dong sneered lowly from the side.

"As long as you are all dead, no one can stop me."

Is this really the case?

There was a small voice deep inside her that was refuting what she had just said to herself.

"Actually, you didn't want to either. Just like the current situation, you already knew what was going on, but you still came out regardless of your own comfort."

"Shut up!"

Bibi Dong didn't believe it.

Her eyes were scarlet.

"I came out just to watch them die, and to watch these people who made me suffer so much go to hell! That's right!"

This sentence seemed to have successfully convinced her.

She had a crazy smile on her face.

"Where do I start?"

The Shura Demonic Sword swept across the three of them. After hesitating for a moment, it finally landed on Qin Wushuang without any bias.

"Let me follow you. If you stay here, you will become a disaster sooner or later."

Even the Shura God felt Qin Wushuang's oppression.

"No, don't hurt him, or kill me first!"

Qian Renxue held Qin Wushuang, who was already in a coma, tightly in her arms, her eyes full of stubbornness.

"You kill me first, otherwise I will never let him go."

"It's such a life-and-death situation, why are you two here showing off the deep love between husband and wife? Since you want to die so much, I have to keep you until the end."

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