Mo Zhaoxie looked at the Nine-generation Kunlun Plate in his hand and silently put it away without saying a word.

Mei Jianxue looked at Mo Zhaoxie, "Mo Zhaoxie, this is not your fault. You have worked hard and you have prepared for everyone."

"But they are still dead. If I can be stronger, if I can think more," Mo Zhaoxie said softly, looking at Mr. Huang's peaceful appearance, but he was heartbroken. "If so, I didn't know you at the beginning, maybe..."

At this time, Mo Zhaoxie was no longer as sharp as a knife. It seemed that not only his body was old, but his heart was old.

Fei Qing died, and the subsequent Wei Sisi and others, Xiaoyu, Mu Bai, Feng Ge, and now Huang Lao finally made this strongest person unable to bear it.

Mei Jianxue stood up and looked at Mo Zhaoxie, "Mo Zhaoxie, you really have to be so depressed. Don't forget that Fatty and the others are still waiting for you to save!"

Mo Zhaoxie's eyes flashed a little. Perhaps only Shi Potian and the others who were not found could make Mo Zhaoxie angry at all.

"No need," a distant voice came, and a middle-aged man walked around, looking ordinary, not handsome, nor outstanding, but just that casual attitude made the world lose its color in front of him.

Mo Zhaoxie looked at the middle-aged man. This person exuded a majestic aura that everyone could not ignore. Even if this aura was not in the Lord of the Seven Kingdoms and the Lord of the Nine Provinces, it was intimidating, but it would not be boring.

"Senior?" Mo Zhaoxie saluted respectfully.

The middle-aged man looked at Mo Zhaoxie and paused at his aging look, "I saw everything just now. Mo Zhaoxie, you are very good, but this place is really not suitable for you. Listen to my advice and leave."

Don’t let go of evil and wait for the middle-aged people to continue talking.

The middle-aged man sighed lightly and turned his hand around, with a wooden sword in his hand.

Killing Ghost Sword!

Shi Potian’s Ghost-killing Sword!

Mo Zhaoxie's heart tightened. The evil soldiers and ghost-killing sword were in the hands of others. That stone of the sky?!

"Don't worry, Potian is very good," said the middle-aged man. "The reason I came here is because I promised Shi Potian to send you evil soldiers and even send you away." After saying that, while swinging his sword, a crack in the void opened like a door, and a mysterious force came out.

Mo Zhaoxie just glanced at the portal and asked anxiously, "I don't know who senior is? Please tell Shi Potian whereabouts."

The middle-aged man glanced at Mo Zhaoxie and smiled slightly, "It seems that Potian did not misunderstand me. I am Potian's father, Shibeilou!"

Mo Zhaoxie was shocked. This should be the father Shi Potian never wanted to mention.

"That Shi Potian..." Mo Zhaoxie wanted to continue asking, but was interrupted by Shi Beilou.

"I promised to send you evil soldiers and even send you out, and Shi Potian agreed to go back with me," Shi Beilou seemed unwilling to say more to Mo Zhaoxie, and turned around, "What I promised has been done, the road is at your feet. How to choose is your freedom. Also, remember, there will be no more ghost killing sword master Shi Potian in the future, only Shi Potian, I hope you will not meet him again in this life!"

After saying that, Shibei Tower gradually moved away.

Although Shi Beilou said it simply, Mo Zhaoxie knew Shi Potian. Although he was so hipster and smiling, he hid all his grievances and unwillingness in his heart and did not want anyone to see it.

Before, in front of the head of the Shi family, Shi Potian refused to go back even if he had a big rebellion. Now he handed over the evil soldiers and sent Mo Zhaoxie to leave. It is conceivable how much painful price Shi Potian paid!

I will never see you in this life!

"Senior!" Mo Zhaoxie shouted!

"Also, I can only save Potian, I can't control the people in the Martial God Temple." The voice of Shibei Tower came, but it was gone.

Temple of War God!

Shi Zhongyu, many monsters, and Feng Bai and others who swore to follow Mo Zhaoxie to the death, could it be!

Mo Zhaoxie held the evil soldiers in his hand tightly, and felt sad. Even though he held the supreme evil soldiers in his hand, so what if he had fellow practitioners in his three generations, so what if he had no competition among his peers!

"Big Brother!" Qianqian didn't want to see Mo Zhaoxie look like this.

Mo Zhaoxie looked at Qianqian, hesitated for a while, and hugged Qianqian tightly, "Qianqian, I believe that Big Brother, Big Brother will definitely go to find you!"

Qianqian is no longer a little girl who didn't know anything before. She understands Mo Zhaoxie's meaning, and will not cry, nor will she show her fragility in front of Mo Zhaoxie. She nodded gently, "Qianqian understands!"

Don’t hug me even tighter!

"Lu, I think we're going to separate, too," Mo Zhaoxie looked at Lu.

Lu nodded. He understood Mo Zhaoxie's meaning, "Don't worry, I will take them away."

The gateway of Shibei Tower is right next to it. The people present are not stupid people. Mo Zhaoxie's meaning is very obvious. It's time for them to leave!

The wilderness is very reluctant to leave, but Mo Zhaoxie shook his head at it, and it has no choice but to do anything about it.

The little black bear stood on Mo Zhaoxie's shoulder, "I still want to find a pheasant."

It won't leave!

Ke Shaoqing looked at Mo Zhaoxie gently. He originally wanted to say something, but in the end he just nodded, trying to leave the Ominous Blood Sword to Mo Zhaoxie, but Mo Zhaoxie refused. Mo Zhaoxie was worried about Ke Shaoqing, it was always good to have the Ominous Blood Sword around him.

Mo You left with all the dead people's corpses. Mo Zhaoxie watched them leave one by one, and the last sword destroyed the portal.

It seems like cutting off the bond, and it seems like cutting off the realm of life and death, this life may have become life and death!

He was carrying a sword box, and two supreme evil soldiers were placed inside, holding the Jingzhe spear, wearing black clothes, looking at the rolling river water, "Little Black Bear, let's go!"

"Walk!"

After that, don’t induce evil to transform into Shura. Anything you encounter, whether it is a human or a demon, as long as you are not familiar with others, will be killed!

The seven countries are no longer afraid!

Jiuzhou is not scary!

He destroyed the warships in Jiuzhou with one shot, killed the soldiers and generals of the seven countries with one sword, and was cold and killed, without any mercy, and only had deep hatred in the sea of ​​blood!

Zhao Tianheng stood in the void, looked at Mo Zhaoxie, and waved his hand to stop Mo Zhaoxie's killing, "Mo Zhaoxie, you should leave."

"Let's go? Haha," Mo Zhaoxie Yangtian laughed, his ink-like clothes were stained with blood. "The people around me are fighting bloodily on the land where I stand. How do you want me to go! Those who die for me cannot rest in peace, how do you want me to go!"

Zhao Tianheng sighed softly, "You can't save everyone!"

Mo Zhaoxie chuckled. He understood, he knew, but he always had to fight once!

Zhao Tianheng turned his hand and Zhao Fei'er's demon-sealing sword was in his hand. "Zhao Fei'er is dead. Her last wish is to give you evil soldiers, so you can do it yourself!"

Zhao Tianheng left, and he did not make things difficult for Mo Zhaoxie, but he brought news that Mo Zhaoxie was in pain.

Mo Zhaoxie looked at the Demon-Sealing Sword floating in front of him, and Zhao Fei'er was also dead?

The innocent and lively little girl, the little girl who always laughed, and the Zhao Feier who finally told Mo Zhao that she must find her, have left too!

Two supreme evil soldiers are two lost souls!

Don’t Zhao Xie move forward quickly, Zhang Zhan, Lei Yan, Flower Sword, Rooster, Long Feiyang, Yan Nanfei, don’t have any more trouble!

I beg you!

But everything seems to be doomed!

Mo Zhaoxie's steps were very light, and even his steps began to become unstable. He dared not get close, and he was even more reluctant to see it.

Long Feiyang sat blankly on the rocks like a loss of soul, his clothes stained with blood, and there were drops of blood on his face, falling on the face of the person in his arms.

Yan Nanfei closed his eyes and lay in Long Feiyang's arms. He no longer had the heroic spirit of the past, nor the majesty of the previous prince. There was only silence and death!

There were too many corpses around them, including people, monsters, beasts and ghosts. A poisonous gas soared into the sky was as heavy as a mountain and as light as fog, protecting Long Feiyang and Yan Nanfei.

"Girl..." Mo Zhaoxie screamed softly, afraid of shocking the lost person.

Long Feiyang's body trembled without moving, but was still shocked. It was the deepest fear. He couldn't help but hug Yan Nanfei in his arms, looked up, and his blood-stained eyes seemed to be unable to see the person in front of him. He could only ask timidly, "Who?"

Mo Zhaoxie felt a lot in his heart, but he still said gentlely, "Girl, it's me, Mo Zhaoxie."

"Don't attack evil?" Long Feiyang hesitated for a long time before asking again, "Is it you?"

"It's me..."

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it..."

"Do you still remember my name? Touch the crab..."

Long Feiyang's body trembled, his eyes returned to clear, and he wiped away the blood from his eyes. He finally saw the person in front of him clearly, but he was unwilling to believe it, and he couldn't believe how that young man had become like this.

In the end, he could only shout loudly, cry, and hugged Yan Nanfei, "Ah, ah..."

There was no words, only the shouting was full of heartache.

Mo Zhaoxie gently hugged Long Feiyang into his arms, "Don't be afraid, I'm here, I'm here, I'm here..."
Chapter completed!