Martial arts fairy machine

Chapter 180 The Death of Han Yixi
Nan Shizun was held back by Chen Dinghai, and he wanted to help Dai Wu through the disaster, but he couldn't do it.

Liu Hanyu wanted to send troops to help Dai Wu, but was knocked out, and has not woken up until now. Even if all the troops in the nineteenth game were dispatched, they might not be Qin Shihuang's opponent.

Han Yixi was crying heartbroken, her throat was hoarse, even if her voice broke, she didn't care, she kept calling Dai Wu, trying to wake him up.

Yan Zhen looked at Dai Wu on the ground with hatred and resentment on his face, and motioned to Qin Shihuang to wake Dai Wu up.

Ordinary people can't do anything about these symptoms of dementia, but Qin Shihuang is not among them.

"Dai Wu, your woman is dying, and you still haven't woken up!" Qin Shihuang yelled loudly, the sound was loud, and it had the effect of being a blow to the head, and the voice directly appeared in the deepest part of Dai Wu's heart.

And when Dai Wu heard that his woman was going to die, he couldn't care less about other things, his spirit immediately turned around, his dilated pupils finally condensed, his six senses returned, and he opened his eyes blankly.

The scene that caught the eye made Dai Wu feel heartbroken. On Han Yixi's arm, there were all blood-red handprints left by others. Looking at Yan Zhen beside him, how could Dai Wu not understand.

The vengeance is coming!
"Dai Wu, didn't expect today?" Yan Zhen coughed violently, and might die at any time, a smug smile appeared on his bloodless face.

Seeing Dai Wu wake up, Han Yixi finally stopped crying, she had a premonition in her heart, maybe she and Dai Wu would be desperate couples!

"Xiaoxi, don't be afraid, it's fine." Dai Wu tried hard to smile at Han Yixi, looking very ugly.

But his words seemed to have a miraculous effect, causing Han Yixi to calm down for a moment, and looked at him bewilderedly, with nothing else in his eyes.

Comforting Han Yixi, Dai Wu looked at Qin Shihuang.

The host of the Luohan relic auction caused hundreds of people to die tragically. Wu Ling died because of him, Hua Sanhua four half died, and he himself was also caught by everyone from now on, and his next life will not be peaceful.

"We have enmity?" Dai Wu asked Qin Shihuang.

Qin Shihuang shook his head and looked at Dai Wu with some pity. Poor man, he finally cultivated into an Arhat. Before he had enough addiction, he became a mortal. So what if he has a teacher who is a Bodhisattva. In the end, he hurt his own woman and died miserably.

Seeing Dai Wu ignoring him, Yan Zhen was a little annoyed, and as soon as he signaled to the people around him, someone drew his gun and fired, aiming at Dai Wu's leg!
"boom!"

Blood spattered on Dai Wu's leg, the pain made him grin his teeth, let out a muffled groan, his body twitched, and his face was piled up in a lump, as ugly as it could be.

"Uncle..." Han Yixi was heartbroken and burst into tears, but was held back by two strong men, unable to move.

"Xiao Xi, don't cry, I'm fine." Dai Wu held his bleeding leg, and he didn't forget to comfort Han Yixi.

Then he turned his head to look at Yan Zhen, feeling overwhelmed with remorse, resentment, and guilt.

He regretted that he was soft-hearted and didn't listen to his master Yang Fansheng. Yang Fansheng had reminded him long ago that Yan Zhen's immortality was always a scourge, but he didn't take it seriously, which led to the current situation.

If he is unwilling, of course he is unwilling to die like this. He hasn't waited for the child to be born, and he hasn't heard the child in Cheng Juntao's stomach call him "Dad"!
Guilt, guilt towards Han Yixi, he was the one who harmed Han Yixi!

When Li Xiao died, he took Han Yixi to the funeral, and Yan Zhen saw it, so he tied Han Yixi to suffer this suffering.

It was too late to think about it now, Dai Wu was just an ordinary person, he would die if he was shot, there was no room for resistance.

"What do you want?" When the matter came to an end, Dai Wu became calm instead, looking at Yan Zhen's pale old face, he also sighed.

Fighting the battlefield for the country, in the end, the white-haired people send the black-haired people, and there is no descendant. When they are dying, they can't enjoy light blessings. people.

"What do I want? I want to cut you into pieces, I want my grandson to come back to life, I want to sleep peacefully, can I!" Yan Zhen was very emotional, coughing up blood again and again, The handkerchief covering her mouth was dyed red.

"The matter of your grandson Yan Hao, I am sorry for your Yan family, I apologize!" Dai Wu said in a low voice, ignoring the injury on his leg, struggling to kneel on the ground.

The blood flowed all over the ground, but he didn't care about it, facing Yan Zhen, "Dangdangdang" kowtowed three times in a row, the ground shook, and small pits appeared in the sand and stones.

Dai Wu's forehead was bleeding, but he didn't wipe it off. Instead, he looked at Yan Zhen reverently, as if he could atone for his sin.

In fact, Yan Hao's death, how could it be Dai Wu's head? At that time in Jinhouling, a group of soldiers chased and killed Dai Wu. Yan Hao, a sniper, was hiding in the dark. If Dai Wu didn't kill him, he would die. You die I am dead, how can there be room for mercy?

But Dai Wu didn't bother arguing about this, it was meaningless, after all others died and he lived a good life, he must have guilt in his heart, and he directly made Yan's family into an end, if Yan Zhen died again, it would be tantamount to destroying the family!

"Do you think I will let you go if you kowtow? You are too naive, not only you are going to die, but also your little girlfriend will be buried with you!" Yan Zhen shouted and gestured to the people around him.

The man didn't even think about it, he pointed his gun at Han Yixi, Dai Wu saw the situation, his eyes widened, blood and tears even flowed out, and he shouted hoarsely: "Don't...!"

At this time, Han Yixi stopped crying and smiled.

"Uncle, don't cry. We can be together in this life, and we will never be separated in the next life. I am willing to die with my dearest Uncle Dai Wu!" Let Dai Wu see his ugliness.

Then a shot.

"boom!"

Han Yixi's chest was splashed with blood.

The outcome cannot be changed.

Dai Wu stared helplessly at..., at..., at Han Yixi's eyes that were incomparably attached at the end, at Han Yixi's chest blooming with blood, at Han Yixi's falling to the ground, but his eyes never left him.

"Do not!!!"

Dai Wu roared to the sky, his eye sockets bulged, as if they were about to fall out, his pupils were stained red with blood and tears, and he struggled to crawl towards Han Yixi.

The blood on his legs dragged a bloody path on the ground, and the blood flowed down his forehead, making him look hideous. He moved towards Han Yixi step by step, and finally hugged Han Yixi's delicate body that was gradually cooling down.

Han Yixi looked at Dai Wu who was close at hand, and wanted to touch Dai Wu's face with his hand, but his hand was so weak, he raised it tremblingly, and tried his best, but it seemed that he was just a little bit short.

Dai Wu pressed hard on Han Yixi's wound, as if by doing so, Han Yixi would not die.

"Xiaoxi, you'll be fine, you won't die, trust me, trust me, you won't die." Dai Wu spoke incoherently, trembling all over, blood and tears dripped on Han Yixi's body, looking so sad.

(End of this chapter)