Blood, splash.

Bloomed from the waist of his back.

The blood-red in the white world is as beautiful as a blooming flower. The splashing blood water is now condensed in the air because of the cold here, turning into red snowflakes, floating...

"Boy, you forced me!"

Kill Murong Minglan, Chen Wang swung it casually and wanted to shake off the boy whose spine had been blown away.

But when he was so shaken away, he suddenly realized that he couldn't get rid of it!

Because of those hands...

The hands, whose fingernails burst and the palm bones were completely broken, were now holding his arm tightly....

"So... the pain she felt at the last moment...is... it's like this..."

The sound mixed with blood.

The boy, who had broken internal organs and had broken spine, could die anytime and anywhere, grabbed Chen Wang's arm tightly and slowly raised his head.

His eyes were covered with blood... but there was an extremely miserable smile on the corner of his mouth.

"She was so painful in the end...the sadness before her death...the sadness...I can't even understand...but now...I finally...can understand something..."

Tears could not stop gushing out from the boy's eyes. It seemed that the fire of life, which also symbolized him, was about to be extinguished like these tears.

"I don't know you...I just...I'm just like a fool...I foolishly promise you...I foolishly say something irrelevant... Until now...I only understand...How painful do you feel...I...How stupid are..."

Seeing this boy who was lying on his own, Chen Wang couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and shouted loudly: "Let go! Stinky brat!"

After the words came to an end, he raised his fist again and smashed it directly at Murong Minglan's head! He planned to smash the child's head into meat sauce in one breath! He completely ended this battle that could not be considered a battle at all.

Not considered a battle?

Perhaps... this is indeed not a battle.

This fist is still fast, but... it is not fast.

Because compared with the dancing snowflakes, the speed of this fist is really too slow.

Snowflakes, some small, weak snowflakes.

These snowflakes circled and circled around Chen Wang's swinging arms like dancing.

One piece, one piece, one piece after another.

Before they knew it, more snowflakes flew up, either surrounding the bombarded arm or floating from other places in the air. However, no matter how much they danced, these snowflakes seemed to be heading in the same direction, hovering beside the boy.

And the snowflakes that flew to the boy, in the constant flying, gradually faded away their original hexagonal shape. They began to become thinner and softer... just like those falling petals, just like that...

Scattered cherry blossoms.

bump------!!!

A loud bang came from Chen Wang's fist.

But what this loud bang brought to the immortal was not the brain that flew out in all directions! But... a shock!

One hand blocked his huge fist.

Steadily, it was like a gap that was absolutely not allowed to be crossed, where it was blocked.

Looking around, the snowflakes like cherry blossoms were still flying around this young man who was almost losing his life.

As the cherry blossoms danced, his spine that was knocked out of the body cavity was slowly reinstalled into his body at a speed visible to the naked eye! The originally broken muscles and bloodlines also recovered quickly at this moment! Soon, his blasted back waist became smooth as before, as if he had not suffered any injuries.

"You...you............???!!!"

A huge force suddenly came from the child's hand! He pressed Chen Wang, who was standing here just now, to the ground in one breath!

He fell to the ground and stirred up the endless snow beside him. As a result, after a while, the swelling snowflakes all turned into thin and tiny petals, floating in the air.

"I finally... understand. Why... the name of this set of immortal magic is... Wuying."

Murong Minglan still had a hint of sadness in her eyes. He pressed on Shen Wang's chest with the flow, and pressed his other hand very quickly on the other party's forehead.

"When the cherry blossoms fall, it is extremely beautiful. This beautiful scene...is fascinating."

"But several people can understand that the falling petals have actually lost their roots. The fall of each petal actually means that the petal is about to die..."

"The flying cherry blossoms is really the ultimate beauty. But at the same time..."

"The flying cherry blossoms are also uncountable deaths."

"It's so ridiculous... At the same time as death, it is actually its most beautiful moment... If you want to get this beauty, you must give up your life."

"Self-destroying...self-destroying...I finally understand the essence of this "Dream Sakura Treasure Mirror". This is not a secret book that can become a supreme immortal after obtaining it. It is a domineering immortal technique that can bring power by making yourself feel extremely painful and despair."

Murong Minglan's mouth still had that painful smile. His hand pressed down hard at this moment!

"Chen Wang, can you... understand this pain?"

“Wow, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

A heart-wrenching scream came from Chen Wang's mouth for the first time!

His huge body was pressed to the ground by Murong Minglan, the child, and let out a howl of pain like a pig killing!

His hands and feet were twitching rapidly, and the foam at the corners of his mouth was flowing out quickly! However, while screaming, he finally thought of a little resistance!

He waved his palm and directly slapped Murong Minglan's chest! This palm that symbolized self-protection showed absolutely no mercy!

But Murong Minglan held the palm up and continued to press the top of his head like nothing happened!

"Don't... let go...ah! Don't... destroy my...thinking body...my...thinking body ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

One after another, his palm kept slapping Murong Minglan's chest. But with the rapid loss of the mind power in his body, the power of these palm powers also became weaker and weaker and more useless!

Soon, Chen Wang understood the situation he was in now. He no longer fought back, but grabbed Murong Minglan, which was pressing his forehead as if he had been begging for mercy, and shouted loudly—

"No... no! Please... let me go! I apologize... I apologize no matter what it is! Please don't destroy my mind body! I am an immortal... I am an immortal! I don't want to be a mortal anymore, a mortal is just an ant, I don't want to be a mortal again!!!"

"I can't blame me! I can't blame me! It was the woman who seduced me first! It was her who showed off in front of me and led me to her room! She resisted... I thought she just liked to play like this! It was her who seduced me first! It was not my fault, it was not my fault! Please let me go... let me go ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah a

Is it useful to beg for mercy?

The cherry blossoms that keep circling give the answer with facts.

The pain caused by the abolition of the mind body stimulated the immortal to the greatest extent, tearing his soul apart and tormenting him. But soon, his wailing gradually became lighter and he could not say anything until the end.

……………………………………………………

The sound stopped.

After Murong Minglan on the other side slowly stood up, all the cherry blossoms circling around her returned to those snowflakes and disappeared, Tao Zhaide took steps and walked slowly over.

Looking down, he was not dead.

His face was twisted, his limbs were lying on the snow with convulsions, and he didn't know how to describe the expression on his face.

When Tao Zhaide turned his gaze to Murong Minglan next to him, he found that there was no smile after revenge on his face.

The child raised his head and looked at his master. The handsome face was still filled with a sad look, and the tears that accidentally crossed his cheeks... (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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