Chapter 962

"Since you will die sooner or later, it is better to die early than to die late. He is simply selfish for once and can help you. You should be happy for him. After all, there are too many people who cannot decide how to die. At least he made the choice willingly. You have the right to choose, don’t you?”

Lin Sishen's ability to comfort people is indeed very good. When he said this, I immediately stopped crying and looked at him blankly.

"Is that so?"

"Yes." Lin Sishen nodded, frowned and added, "It's just a pity that when he died, he didn't let others see it. People in the Sun and Moon Temple were killed and injured again. This debt must be settled in the end. On your head."

"And you..."

Lin Sishen didn't say anything else, but I had already guessed what he wanted to say next.

"And the enemy I really have to face is Empress Tushan."

"If you want to achieve what you want, you have to find Qian Xianjing to cooperate in the end. But in everyone's eyes, it will be like me who killed his brother. There will be no chance for me and him to turn our hostility into friendship." I looked dazed. , answered quietly.

Lin Sishen didn't seem to expect that I would tell the truth directly, and shook his head helplessly.

"Even if you don't turn the conflict into friendship, Feng Jiuqing and I will definitely stand by your side, but..."

"Qian Xianjing still has a trump card in his hand. You have to ask him for this trump card. Now that Qian Xianling is dead, he won't give it to you even if he smashes it."

The trump card that Lin Sishen was talking about was the memory that I personally took from Feng Jiuqing's mind more than 1000 years ago.

This is indeed a very useful card.

"No matter what, Qian Xianling and I originally had a confrontation. After negotiating the terms, I was planning to tell them the news that Yuntian Jue and the others might still be alive, but Lu Qingluan messed it up!"

"Now that Qian Xianling is dead, our trip was almost in vain. If I don't ask Lu Qingluan to settle this account, I won't be called Yin Liuli!"

The moment I finished speaking, I turned my head suddenly and looked in the direction where the thunder kept appearing. Without even a moment's hesitation, I turned my anger into fighting spirit and flew directly towards him with wind blowing from my feet.

When Lin Sishen saw this, he shouted to me to be careful, while carrying the high priest on his back, Yun Qingtian and Shen Liyuan followed directly behind.

I chased them all the way to the east sea, and then I discovered that Feng Jiuqing and Lu Qingluan seemed to have moved from the original island to another island.

Some of the thunder caused by breaking the blood oath had already hit Feng Jiuqing's body, leaving him in tatters but not hiding his anger.

The clothes that leaked from all sides were like rags draped over Feng Jiuqing's body, but they made him look like a reincarnated demon cultivator who had just crawled out of purgatory.

Although Lu Qingluan was equally embarrassed, there was only fear of hiding in hiding on his face. He even begged for mercy while being chased, as if he had forgotten what he had done when he went crazy.

If it weren't for these lightning strikes, Lu Qingluan would have died by Feng Jiuqing's sword long ago. How could he have such a chance to survive?

But Feng Jiuqing couldn't kill her, so he didn't kill her. Instead, it became a cat-and-mouse torture. After a few rounds, most of Lu Qingluan's golden elixir was scattered, and even a tendon in his hand was broken. Only.

Even if I don't come, she will be tortured to death in a short while.

But, today I want to kill her with my own hands!
(End of this chapter)

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