Chapter 781 (1/2)

As soon as Dugu Yu and song kugang set foot in front of the Tibetan Scripture tower, the disciples directly took out the long sword around them, and the cold blade pointed directly at them. Fan Qinghui and Yan Jingan had ordered that no one should be disturbed in the future, even if they died.

In their eyes, Dugu Yu and others saw fanaticism, which was the worship of Cihang Jingzhai.

”Trouble.”

Dugu Yu whispered softly, leaving a shadow in place the next second. His changing body looks like ten separate bodies shuttling around these women. Every time he passes by, a disciple falls down.

”The thief died.”

A large number of disciples fell down, and the remaining female disciples changed their faces slightly. They hit Dugu Yu with a sword, but what they cut was the illusion left by Dugu Yu.

The noisy voice outside has alerted fan Qinghui and Yan Jing nunnery in the Tibetan Scripture tower. They looked at each other and fan Qinghui sighed: ”it's up to you to watch here. Let me go. It needs to be over.”

Different from Yanjing nunnery, fan Qinghui and song que have an old relationship, but in the last meeting, this old relationship has been erased. This time, I'm afraid it's the final end.

Yan Jing'an frowned slightly and looked at his apprentice Qin Mengyao who was accepting the inheritance. He had to nod helplessly: ”be careful, Yao'er will be able to complete the inheritance soon.”

Fan Qinghui nodded, took a long sword and stepped towards the door. As soon as he walked out of the Tibetan Scripture tower, he saw people lying on the ground.

For a moment, her face became very ugly. She looked at Dugu Yu and song que who were the only ones standing in the field: ”you...”

Dugu Yu raised his eyebrows slightly: ”don't worry, I didn't kill them, otherwise it's not three people, but thousands of troops.”

These disciples were only sealed by Dugu Yu. I'm afraid they can't use their Qi in their life without his permission.

Looking at fan Qinghui stepping out, song que flashed a fine light and slowly came forward with Tiandao: ”there is still a war between me and you. This war will end all the friendship between you and me.”

The man in front of him had a determined look. Fan Qinghui's heart had sunk. He fought with song vacancy and had no chance of winning.

Dugu Yu made a slip at his feet, and the man had disappeared in front of the Tibetan Code: ”master song, she'll leave it to you. Remember not to kill. Lao Xie still needs to make a final break with this woman.”

The two wonderful men in the Tang Dynasty are all related to fan Qinghui.

If Dugu Yu hadn't mentioned it, song que would still be obsessed with fan Qinghui. Even if he deliberately married an ugly woman to temper his heart and wanted to get out of the shadow of fan Qinghui, he would be a little friendly once fan Qinghui came to the world.

The hatred between Shi Zhixuan and fan Qinghui comes from Bixiu heart. A man, even a man like Shi Zhixuan, once moved, absolutely loves his wife. For Bixiu heart, I'm afraid he will put down the matters of right and evil.

Unfortunately, when bixiuxin and fan Qinghui met again, bixiuxin wanted to watch Shi Zhixuan's skills, and then died of exhaustion. Then there was a crazy Shi Zhixuan.

I'm afraid all of this has something to do with the Lord of Jingzhai.

Seeing Dugu Yu flying into the Tibetan Scripture tower, fan Qinghui wanted to stop him, but Song Wei stopped him: ”your opponent is me. You can't manage your Majesty's business.”

Fan Qinghui's eyes flashed a different color and looked at the perfect man in front of him: ”I really want to make such a decision between you and me.”

A look of disdain flashed across the corner of song's mouth. His journey can't stop here: ”you and I are just at the wrong time, the wrong place and the wrong acquaintance.”

Fan Qinghui's eyes were cold. She had seen that song vacancy in front of her had really walked out of the magic barrier she had set: ”Hey, in that case, Qinghui had to offend.”

Every collision between the blade and the blade, the burst of Mars, like the emotion between the two, is just a moment of glory, which will disappear in the next second.

”Qiang, Ka Cha!”

The fight between the two was just a few moves. The long sword in fan Qinghui's hand was cut off by song Duan. His heavenly knife was placed on fan Qinghui's neck. With a little effort, he left a knife mark on her neck.

”You and I are in trouble. This knife will kill everything in the past.”

With song Kuo's strength, he could crush fan Qinghui. At the moment when he took back the Tiandao, song Kuo's real power was slightly shocked. The clothes on his cuffs were cut directly by the knife awn, and a piece of brocade cloth floated down.

At the moment of landing, it also represents that there is no relationship between them. At that moment, it also represents that song Ke's state of mind has really reached perfection.

Fan Qinghui was silent and looked at the piece of brocade cloth on the ground. He didn't know what it was like. It was regret, unwilling, secret resentment, or resentment.

At the moment, a ghostly figure came flying. For a moment, it had arrived in front of fan Qinghui. His slightly red eyes stared at her: ”I ask you, does xiuxin's death have anything to do with you?”

Fan Qinghui looked at Shi Zhixuan indifferently: ”elder martial sister is to eliminate demons. Her death is where she died.”

”Boom”

Shi Zhixuan's eyes flashed a killing opportunity, and the real Qi in his body surged for only a moment. Fan Qinghui flew backwards like a broken cloth bag and hit the wall behind him.

”That is to say, the reason why xiuxin checked my skills and the so-called exhaustion is that you manipulated and guided it with your own hands!”

”Cough!”

Fan Qinghui covered his chest, and a mouthful of blood was coughed out directly. His pale face looked extremely desolate. However, song Que and Shi Zhixuan could not see a trace of waves in their eyes.

”I want you to live in the shadow of elder martial sister all your life, ha ha”

”Bang”

As soon as he finished, a blood arrow burst out of fan Qinghui's heart. At that moment, the leader of Jingzhai chose to end himself.

”Master”

But a shrill scream came from behind. A fairy who was like falling into the mortal world stumbled up and stretched out his hand to hold fan Qinghui in his arms: ”master, don't die, Feixuan is back.”