Infinite Luck Master

Puff.

With blood spraying!

Su Jing has been pierced by a sword. At this moment, all the strength and unyielding slowly dissipated with Tai'a entering the body.

"Cough... cough cough..."

Su Jing coughed.

"Isn't that ironic?"

Qin Zheng's face had a rare feeling of slight melancholy.

He whispered: "You are the savior of the world, the hope of Jiuxiao... but you use the power to destroy the world. I am a strange demon, sent to destroy the entire human race. I have realized my own power to break the way. , but there is infinite vitality. Nan'er, please die and don't want to be my son in the next life. In the next life, I will pay you back everything I've done to you!"

Su Jing coughed up blood, and his breathing was extremely rapid.

He stared at Qin Zheng, his vitality gradually dissipated, and his voice was as low as a mosquito, "You...are you pushing everything to the next life...?"

"I am destined to fail you!"

Qin Zheng seemed like he couldn't bear to look into Su Jing's eyes, so he turned his head and said softly: "My cousin is right, I always know how to cherish after losing. I am stubborn about the so-called self-esteem and unwilling to admit my feelings... Yes, you too, even if you wake up, but... I am destined to lose you, mother and son. "

"If you owe me anything, I won't talk about the afterlife, so you can pay me back in this life!"

Su Jing's heart was pierced, and he could no longer hold the sword... Both the Ziying Sword and the Mo Forget Sword fell to the ground.

He grabbed Qin Zheng's neck tightly, word by word, blood splattered from his mouth, and said coldly: "Pay me back in this life, pay me back now!"

With that said, he had already firmly restrained Qin Zheng.

And in the distance, hundreds of feet away...

In the pile of bones buried deep.

A figure suddenly broke free from the infinite bones and rushed out.

Like electricity and light, it rushed towards me at a speed that was too fast to be discerned by the naked eye!

quick!

Too fast... so fast that even Qin Zheng couldn't see clearly.

But those firm eyes are clearly...

Su Jing! ! !

Qin Zheng's pupils suddenly tightened.

He wanted to move, but Su Jing, whose heart was pierced by him, used his last strength to restrain his neck and prevent him from moving.

And that figure held a red sword in his hand.

He actually hit the tip of his own sword. It seemed that he wanted to live and die with this Su Jing, and actively wanted to die under his own sword.

what happened?

what happened?

Qin Zheng was confused, but his guilt disappeared with the emergence of life and death crisis.

He raised his sword and without hesitation cut Su Jing in front of him in two from the chest.

Su Jing's body was broken and cut into two pieces.

The bright red and broken internal organs were sprayed all over the ground, and Su Jing was already torn apart!

And he had already stabbed another Su Jing's vitals with his sword!

No matter how fast it is... The realm of breaking the Tao and the innate master.

No matter how strong you are, you are still innate, no matter how severe my injuries are, I am still broken!

You have no chance!

This sword was merciless and slashed straight into Su Jing's neck.

If it hits...

Su Jing will inevitably be separated from his body.

Regardless of guilt or affection, to this point, the love between father and son, the feeling of guilt, no emotion can stop him from surviving.

You have to survive even if you trample on the corpses of people all over the world.

This time, you must protect your children.

Seeing that Su Jing was about to die tragically in his own hands again...

Su Jing moved.

The sword blade that hit him suddenly changed its trajectory and the figure disappeared.

Qiwu is extremely clever, but he can't avoid Qin Zheng's sight.

The sword was reversed again, still aimed straight at Su Jing's vital point.

But Su Jing seemed to have no idea. His body moved again and turned into clouds. Under the cover of the true meaning of the clouds, his figure suddenly moved ten times faster. He clung to Tai'a Sword and rushed to Qin Zheng.

With a hair's breadth of danger, he forcibly broke through the range of Tai'a Sword!

Qin Zheng abandoned his sword without hesitation, raised his palm, and struck towards Su Jing's head!

Under the palm's power, it formed a world of its own, trapping Su Jing tightly and unable to escape.

The three thousand worlds of the Buddha's kingdom in the palm of Brahma's Prajna are incomparably miraculous. Compared with Qin Zheng's casual palm, it is as clumsy as a child's palm.

Su Jing roared.

Xi He's sword did not stop at all, and the Mo Forget Sword on the ground flew into his left hand spontaneously.

Stab the sword straight towards Qin Zheng's chest.

The decisiveness of the sword is far superior to the Thirteen Life-Destroying Swords.

But I'm faster.

Qin Zheng's eyes also flashed with fierceness, and he hit Su Jing on the head with a palm.

There was a loud bang.

I imagined the scene of brain bursting but never found it...

A purple light film just appeared and shattered under Qin Zheng's palm, and countless purple broken butterflies flew away.

But this palm, which was almost powerful enough to destroy the world, was blocked by everyone.

Finally, all his strength was gone and turned into a weak slap, landing on Su Jing's head.

And Su Jing's double swords had penetrated him directly!

Puff... Puff...

Two sharp sounds.

The Xihe Sword and the Mo Forget Sword, one good and one evil, are two peerless weapons. The good energy and the evil energy flow crazily into Qin Zheng's body along the sword body.

Under the conflict, the destructive power becomes even more crazy.

Destroying everything it encounters beyond repair.

"puff……"

A mouthful of blood spat out.

Qin Zheng suddenly felt hazy and trance-like.

It seemed that I heard...a painful cry.

It's... Qing Yan.

What's up with her? !

Qin Zheng's eyes had turned gray, but in the haze, he seemed to see it.

That wail of pain.

"Ah~~~!!!"

Thousands of miles away, the beautiful woman's forehead was already covered with sweat, and she couldn't help but scream in pain.

At a young age, he has already become the Supreme Being.

The hardships I think I have endured are beyond the reach of ordinary people.

But she never imagined that an ordinary woman's childbirth would be so painful that she couldn't bear it.

Is this the journey every mother must go through?

Feeling the pain that my body is almost torn apart... I don't dare not use force, for fear that I won't be able to give birth, I don't dare to use too much force, for fear of hurting the child.

Scared, timid, panicked, at a loss!

Do not know what to do.

My heart is full of regrets... I did heroic acts of justice back then, and I don't know how many lives were killed.

Are these people born this way?

Do they all have such a great mother?

How uncomfortable would their mother feel if I killed them? !

Mu Qingyan let out another painful cry. His physical strength was already exhausted, but he managed to hold on just because he was worried about his child.

"Push hard, it's almost coming."

Dong Xiaowan's face was full of anxiety. She grew up in the Qinglou and has been running the Red Building for many years. In the Red Building, there would be women shooting off their guns from time to time. She had seen midwives several times. Because of this, Qin Zheng asked her to stay, so she Stay and take care of Mu Qingyan.

Because she knew that she was the only person he could trust.

She must protect his child until he returns.

Because this is his child.

is a very important child.

"Push harder!"

Dong Xiaowan held Mu Qingyan's hand tightly, feeling the weak grip, and there was a hint of crying in her voice.

She didn't know why, but she was filled with envy and complicated thoughts of watching other women give birth to the children of the people she admired.

At this moment, everything turned into tears.

"Use harder, it's almost coming."

she begged in a choked voice.

But besides begging, there was nothing he could do.

I can only listen to the painful whine getting lower and lower, until the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry.

Finally...accompanied by the faint cry of a baby.

"A daughter has been born... Qingyan, it's really Qin Qing. Little Qin Qing has been born. Qingyan, come on, look at your daughter, look at it quickly."

Dong Xiaowan carefully held the extremely weak child and stood beside Mu Qingyan's bed. Looking at the mother of the child in her arms, she couldn't help but burst into tears.