Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 3469 The last person!
Ao Qianchuan blew himself up!

No one would have imagined that under such strict control, Ao Qianchuan would be able to end his own life with such ruthless means.

Recalling the last moment, his resentful gaze made everyone shudder.

"Oops! He...he's dead!"

"This madman! Madman!"

After a brief silence, the crowd began to riot.

According to Yu Shiwei, in order to completely detoxify the illusory poison, one must either detoxify the poisonous spirit, or let the "last person" who was caught in the poisonous poison kill the poisonous spirit with his own hands.

In addition, no matter if it is any other person's shot, or the self-detonation of the poisonous spirit, the poison in everyone's body will explode in advance.

In other words, the countdown to life has already started for everyone present.

Twelve hours!
They can only live the last twelve hours.

Unless, in the meantime, "the last man" is found.

Because, only the blood of the heart orifice of the "last person" can dissolve the poison of the poisonous spirit in the body.

Otherwise, even the antidote prepared with the blood jade 魒魈 will not be able to remove the poison of the phantom poison at all, and you can only wait for death obediently.

However, nearly ten thousand people gathered in the entire Wanjian Villa.

And the blood of the "last man" can only save more than a hundred people.

But the worst thing is that now, the poisoned Ao Qianchuan is dead, and no one knows who is the "last person".

Fortunately, the protective barrier has already been opened, which can prove at least one thing.

The last person is still in the villa.

Everyone stared at the sticky pool of blood in the forest with sinking faces, which was the place where Ao Qianchuan blew himself up in the end.

The aftermath of the explosion even blasted Master Hidden Sword into flying ashes, leaving no bones left.

And in the bloody water, there was also an iron mask with a timbre.

It was something that belonged to Ao Qianchuan, and it was also the last relic left by him.

"Damn it, everything is over, we can't find the last person, we are all going to die!"

"Grandma, I don't want to die yet!"

"Damn! Damn!"

Everyone's emotions became more and more manic.

Twelve hours!
There are only twelve hours left.

Even most people began to experience auditory hallucinations in their ears.

Tick ​​tock!

Tick ​​tock!

That is the sound of time passing, and it is also the death knell of death, making the final countdown.

Most of them are the overlords of famous towns, or the arrogance of fame.

Just die here.

Unwilling!
Everyone could see that the situation was about to get out of hand.

Perhaps at this moment, they can temporarily hold back and maintain their rationality.

However, as death approached, the twelve-hour period continued to shorten.

If the target of the last person cannot be locked, then, the next one may be a brutal and inhumane fight.

Since no one knows who is the last person, then anyone may be the last person.

"Fairy Yushi, you are the descendant of Cihang Jingzhai, you must have other ways, right?"

All the restless people, Qi Qi looked at Yu Shiwei again.

At this moment, she is already the last straw for everyone.

Yu Shiwei bit her lips tightly, she also hoped that she could find a way to dissolve the poison of the poisonous spirit.

But the truth is, she can't.

She was about to speak the truth, but suddenly a big hand pressed her shoulder.

It's Ling Feng!
Ling Feng shook his head at her, and at the same time told her through sound transmission with his spiritual sense: Miss Yushi, if you tell the truth, these people will go crazy immediately.

Yu Shiwei frowned.

How could she not know this, but, at this time, do you want to give everyone unnecessary hopes?
At this moment, it was Zong Huaiyue who walked into the pool of blood step by step with heavy steps, and slowly picked up the silver iron mask from the sticky blood.

This is the last thing Ao Qianchuan left behind.

Although he himself had been blasted to ashes, this iron mask was able to be preserved so intact.

Zong Huaiyue held onto the mask tightly, feeling extremely complicated for a moment.

Should I hate him?

maybe!
But in this world, how can there be hatred for no reason?
Suddenly, he seemed to see a few tiny characters on the back of the iron mask.

A dusty memory seems to be waking up in the depths of my mind.

"Brother, I'll give you this mask, so that people won't laugh at you for having a face made of ice!"

"Eldest brother, I made this with my own hands. There is also a mark left by me on it. It is Shen Xiangxiang, the top blacksmith of Wanjian Villa, forged it! Hee hee!"

"Eldest brother, just accept it!"

……

The past events emerged one by one in his mind, and Zong Huaiyue suddenly realized that the iron mask worn by the senior brother had always been the one made by his junior sister Shen Xiangxiang.

ten years!

20 years!
even……

100 years!

Did he have such deep affection for Junior Sister Shen?

Suddenly, Zong Huaiyue clenched his fists. If Shen Xiangxiang is the one he loves most in the heart of the elder brother, then even if he hates the whole world and wishes to destroy everything, perhaps he still hopes that Shen Xiangxiang can live to the end.

Therefore, Shen Xiangxiang is very likely to be the last one!
"What the hell are you holding, boy?"

The Sect Master of Shenforging Sect was already a little mad. When he saw the iron mask in Zong Huaiyue's hand, he suddenly thought of something, and immediately glared at Zong Huaiyue, grinning his teeth, "There must be some clues on it, about the last person, right? wrong!"

"No...no!"

Zong Huaiyue subconsciously hid the mask behind his back, but the next moment, he saw a black shadow sweep away. It was another blacksmith at the level of Immortal Venerable, who directly snatched the iron mask from Zong Huaiyue's hands.

"It's really weird!"

The blacksmith touched the mask and found that the mask was rough in workmanship and was a very ordinary work. However, there was indeed a row of small characters on the inside of the mask.

"Shen Xiangxiang, the top blacksmith of Wanjian Villa, forge!"

The blacksmith read the content above, and then seemed to think of something, and immediately shouted: "It's Shen Xiangxiang, that kid named Ao must regard that girl named Shen Xiangxiang as the most important person, so, Shen Xiangxiang , must be the last person!"

"Damn it, it turned out to be a girl named Shen Xiangxiang!"

"I know who the last person is!"

"Catch that girl and you can live!"

"..."

In an instant, the eyes of everyone present turned scarlet.

Immediately afterwards, one by one turned into off-string arrows and flew out.

For a while, everyone was looking for Shen Xiangxiang.

Now, all of them have less than twelve hours of life left. Only by finding Shen Xiangxiang and taking the blood of her heart can they have a chance of survival.

"no no!"

Zong Huaiyue roared like crazy when he saw the crowd scattered and went to look for Shen Xiangxiang, but unfortunately, no one paid any attention to him.

These people were almost insane, Shen Xiangxiang's fate could be imagined.

"Unexpectedly, it would be that girl Xiangxiang!"

Zong Zhenghong's eyebrows showed a hint of intolerance, but soon, he never could bear it, and became resolute and firm.

Shen Xiangxiang can die alone, but Wanjian Villa cannot just perish!

Zong Zhenghong lifted his son up with both hands, and said in a deep voice, "Huaiyue, do what you want, whether it's protecting her or something, as a father, I won't stop you!"

Zong Huaiyue's eyes were red, and the sudden change had made him a little confused.

How he wished it was just a nightmare.

When I wake up, everything becomes the same as before, how wonderful that would be.

But, I can't go back, I can't go back anymore.

He clenched his fists tightly, knowing that he was about to face the most difficult decision in his life.

Senior brother loves junior sister deeply, what about me?

For a long time, he and his junior sister have been in pairs, perhaps, they have already regarded each other as companions for a lifetime.

"father!"

Suddenly, Zong Huaiyue knelt on the ground with a plop, and kowtowed heavily to his father. Then, his figure swept away and disappeared into the dense forest.

If Junior Sister knows her situation, then there is a place that only she and herself know.

She will be there!
"Hey, brat, what do we do now?"

Seeing everyone dying and scattered, Xiao Xianling also began to feel a little uneasy.

She didn't want to be like those other people, but she wanted to attack the innocent Shen Xiangxiang just to save her own life.

But what if you don't?
Twelve hours!
Only the last twelve hours are left!
"That's right, I don't want to die here, I don't want to die!"

Mo Yurou also bit her lip. Obviously, at such a time, no matter who it is, their hearts are full of contradictions.

"No hurry, until the last moment, who knows what will happen?"

Ling Feng shook his head and smiled, but his eyes fixed on Zong Zhenghong.

At this moment, he is probably the only one who can continue to remain calm.

"We just need to follow Elder Zong."

Ling Feng raised his hand and touched the bridge of his nose. Maybe Zong Huaiyue didn't know that his father was smarter than he imagined.

If there is one person in the villa who can find Shen Xiangxiang the fastest, then it must be Zong Huaiyue.

As for Zong Huaiyue, how would he choose?
kill her?
save her?

Maybe I shouldn't think of people so sinister, after all, they are childhood sweethearts.

But at this moment, he suddenly wanted to know, in the face of life and love, what choice would human nature make?
(End of this chapter)