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Chapter 64

Jiang Wutong felt his viscera tremble, and he fell into Feng Qixun's arms and passed out.

The long sword in Feng Qixun's hand pierced fiercely into the man's body, his face was gloomy and terrifying.

He hugged Jiang Wutong's waist with one hand, and clenched his fist tightly with the other.

He had never been so angry like today.

It was because he was too careless. Even though he had prepared, he had only prepared for a year, and the power he could use was really too little.

It is still too far away to fight against the emperor who holds the world in his hands.

He really didn't care about it before. He wanted to live, but he didn't actually put in too much effort, because as far as he was concerned, even if he really died here, he actually had nothing to regret. Power and status, he is not rare at all!
Back then, he held both black and white, and he had already enjoyed his life to the extreme. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he has no pursuits!So after arriving here, although he had the intention to live, he didn't try his best, because after all, he wanted to follow the trend!

But it was because of his sloppy attitude that led to today's situation!
He did not hesitate to die, but what about the person in his arms?
He just made a decision, if he can live well, he will love her and protect her, but what did he do?
He actually implicated her and hurt her in his arms!
Feng Qixun stood there, exuding a frightening aura, the surrounding air seemed to have cooled down at this moment, there were waves of mourning in the mountains and forests, and the wind was surging, it was obviously summer, and the sun was shining in the sky , but it makes people feel a kind of coldness from the bottom of their hearts.

The assassins surrounding Feng Qixun all froze. Under such a cold aura, they were actually frightened, their hands and feet were weak, and they didn't even have the strength to move forward.

There was an unspeakable panic in my heart, and the fear couldn't help spreading.

"Go to hell—" His thin lips parted slightly, his eyes were blood red, his voice seemed to come from hell, the coldness made people's hair stand on end.

And at the same time as his voice sounded, the twenty or thirty people who were standing upright, including those injured by the fireball, were all turned into flying ash in an instant.

When the wind blows, it disappears completely.

As if they had never been here.

All the fireballs that had ignited before were also extinguished.

There was a dead breath in the air.

The whole world seemed to be quiet.

Feng Qixun hugged the person in his arms tightly, and suddenly disappeared in place.

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When Jiang Wutong woke up, the sun had already set in the west.

She woke up from hunger, with a gurgling stomach.

She was weak all over, and with some difficulty raised her hand to rub her stomach, and slowly opened her eyes.

Then he sat up suddenly.

The sound of rushing water came from her ears, she turned her head and saw a small stream two or three meters away.

Why is she here?where is thisWhat about Feng Qixun?

At this moment, as if she felt something, she suddenly lowered her head and looked towards her side, and sure enough, she saw Feng Qixun lying beside her, covered in blood.

Jiang Wutong was startled, and hurriedly reached out to touch his breath, but fortunately, he was still angry.

Jiang Wutong didn't know what was wrong, but his eyes were sour, and he was quite uncomfortable.Actually, in fact, she really, really couldn't react for a moment, thinking that they were all dead.

She grabbed his cold fingers, bent over and shouted: "Ninth Brother, Ninth Brother, wake up!"

(End of this chapter)