In the eternal blue sky, the sky is getting lower and lower, as if it wants to suppress Zhao Wujiang.

Zhao Wujiang under the vast sky had nowhere to hide or hide.

Lu Xiaojin sneered, she just needed to avoid Zhao Wuyang's final counterattack.

Zhao Wujiang kept flying, and the space around him collapsed. He was like a sparrow under the rain, a little helpless.

"Bang!"

The pressure of heaven and earth turned into an invisible rope, bound Zhao Wujiang.

Zhao Wujiang fell on the grass and struggled desperately, like a white worm, a pupa came and went.

Lu Xiaojin stepped on the grass barefoot, walking over in lotus steps, and a jade foot stepped on Zhao Wujiang, and said with a smile:

"I thought you were so capable, that's it?"

"I don't accept it!" Zhao Wujiang calmed down. Since struggle was useless, then I would like to find another way.

In fact, it is not useless to struggle. As long as he is willing to seriously injured and detonate some of the demonic energy in his body, he should be able to break free from the bondage. However, this is the last move he used when he is in a desperate situation.

The situation is not that bad yet.

"What are you not convinced? I, Lu Xiaojin, have more defeated generals." Lu Xiaojin kicked Zhao Wujiang.

"I still have a bunch of powerful moves that I haven't used, so you can use magic weapons to bind me!" Zhao Wujiang's eyes rolled:

"I thought you would have a strong and fair competition with me, but I didn't expect...

Alas, you disappointed me so much!”

He wanted to define this battle as a competition, not a life-and-death battle.

If the nature is different, things will be handled differently.

"Hmph, it's not a dispute since you attacked me." Lu Xiaojin squatted down, groped on Zhao Wujiang, took out his storage bag, and wanted to open it.

"I kindly remind you that both times were there." Zhao Wujiang moved his body and arched around.

"I don't need your reminder." Lu Xiaojin used his cultivation to open the storage bag, but found that he couldn't open it at all.

Zhao Wujiang's eyes turned, and the depths of his eyes were full of cunning:

"Since you don't need my reminder, is the finger I didn't remind you to be considered a sneak attack?

Do you need a reminder?”

Lu Xiaojin was stunned. At first glance, it seemed like that was the case.

Soon she became embarrassed and annoyed, and Yuzu kicked Zhao Wujiang:

"Open the storage bag, maybe I will spare your life."

"No." Zhao Wujiang was full of backbone and muttered.

"What?" Lu Xiaojin was puzzled. What was Zhao Wuyang muttering just now?

Zhao Wujiang opened his mouth again and muttered.

"It's a man, just say it clearly, are you scolding me?" Lu Xiaojin grabbed Zhao Wujiang's collar.

Zhao Wujiang dodged his eyes and looked at Lu Xiaojin, turned his face and muttered again.

Lu Xiaojin's curiosity became heavier and Zhao Wuyang's eyes made her feel uncomfortable, and she seemed to sigh.

"Speak quickly!" Lu Xiaojin shook Zhao Wujiang.

"I can't speak!" Zhao Wujiang shouted loudly as if embarrassed and annoyed.

Then he muttered softly, his voice hazy.

Lu Xiaojin leaned closer to her head and wanted to hear clearly what she said. In her guess, Zhao Wuyang must have had some ulterior motives to open the storage bag.

Zhao Wujiang suddenly thrust a carp and kissed Lu Xiaojin's pink and fragrant face. Then he lay straight on the grass like a corpse.

He looked indifferent, and he felt that if you want to kill and cut, it would be your own way, and my long-cherished wish had been achieved.

Lu Xiaojin looked dull, and she rubbed her face that had just been kissed in a daze.

Soon she came to her senses and shouted in shame:

"You're dead!"

But she ran into Zhao Wujiang's straight eyes, whose eyes were deep and tender.

Her eyes suddenly trembled, and she took a step back for some reason.

Zhao Wujiang looked up at the sky and said affectionately:

"Actually, I have no regrets to die at your hands.

As I practiced along the way, I have been through life and death and sacrificed my life to practice just to be closer to you.

But I still lost. No matter how much I practice, I can't catch up with you.

Maybe one day, I will die in the hands of others, but I will die in your hands now.
Chapter completed!