It’s totally a death wish!

At this moment, Qi Longxiang regretted not escaping before. Now

Surrounded by so many suffering corpses, I can't escape even if I want to."

I surrender, surrender!" A demon sect monk couldn't bear the fear in his heart and screamed sharply. And

With this sound, more people knelt down."

No more fighting, no more fighting, surrender, surrender!"

All the demon sect monks surrendered and were frightened out of their wits."

Qi Longxiang, how about you, do you want to live or die?" Su Xuan said with a cold smile. He

, will only give Qi Longxiang two choices.

Die, or be controlled by him! Qi

The dragon's gaze is about to burst.

But...what's the use.

This time, he seemed to have aged dozens of years.

He doesn't want to die!

After being imprisoned for so many years and finally getting out, how could he be willing to die like this? Two

A hundred years seemed to have not only sharpened his spirit, but also made him fearful of death.

Qi Longxiang staggered and fell to the ground. "

You win." He whispered in despair.

Su Xuan rolled up his sleeves, his eyes arrogant.

this moment.

Not only the corpses, but also the monks were all kneeling on one knee.

"Evil Lord! Evil Lord! Evil Lord!"

The sound gradually sounded, and then broke through the sky. Su

Xuan clenched his fist slightly. "

From now on, the demonic forces will respect me, Su Xuan!"...

…demon

Tomb. This

It is an extremely dark place with no sunlight all day long.

In a mausoleum.

Luo Tianqing sat in front of a lonely grave a little desolately.

There were two wine glasses in front of them, filled with wine.

Luo Tianqing was holding a wine jar and drinking drunkenly.

In the distance, the figures of Luo Xiaoyao and Luo Xiaoyu appeared.

"Sister, why does father come here every year on this day?" Luo Xiaoyao looked at Luo Tianqing with some distress.

She could feel that her father was very sad and guilty."

Because on this day, one of his father's apprentices died." Luo Xiaoyu's eyes were complicated.

"It's like Zhao Yanque..." Luo Xiaoyao asked subconsciously, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he knew that he had said it wrong. Luo Xiaoyao asked subconsciously.

Xiaoyu snorted coldly: "If you are a bastard like Zhao Yanque, how can you deserve your father's pain?"

After a long silence, Luo Xiaoyu took a deep breath and spoke with some sadness.

"That man sacrificed himself for his father. Everyone in the world said that my father was blind, ruthless, and ruthless. But this time, my father was right, but he lost miserably." Luo

Xiaoyao shuddered and looked at the lonely grave.

"At the tomb of my disciple Su Xuan, the incompetent master Luo Tianqing stands!" She read it softly, feeling deep-seated sadness.

At this time, Luo

Tian Qing raised his head and took a sip of wine, his eyes scarlet red with indelible guilt. He

Gently scrubbing the tombstone with trembling fingers."
Chapter completed!