On the Eve of Lili, She Turned Into a Mushroom

The battle in the world pool is over.

The broken boundary force was taken back by Huang Xiaoquan, and the spirit of the device disappeared without a trace. Huang Xiaoquan coldly faced Long Yao.

Xie Wuwang raised his hand, and Long Yao flew back, sinking Shen Shen into his palm.

Hengjian slowly retracted to his side.

Huang Xiaoquan looked over. His figure has become solid. After regaining the Canglan Realm, he changed himself into a new robe for the first time, and no longer wore the wedding dress that was married to Yuxue—he, Huang Xiaoquan, whom he has always liked They were all women, not men. When he discovered that the bride was a big man, he was seriously injured and he was hit with a devastating blow.

He raised his eyes to Xie Wuwang, his eyes were rather complicated.

"Cough," Huang Xiaoquan coughed slightly, "The master of this world has no interest in married women. Since you are not the murderer of my parents, I will not embarrass you. You, take her. Let's go. Before I change my mind."

Xie Wuwang slowly raised his eyes.

A **** evil is shocking and frightening.

He smiled, and his tone was calm: "Do something for me."

Huang Xiaoquan’s Adam’s apple moved slightly, subconsciously wanting to say no, but he didn’t know why, resisting was held in his throat, unable to say anything.

It's strange to say that he and Xie Wuwang just beat him to death, and didn't feel that the other party was terrible. At this moment, it was clear that the surroundings were calm, but seeing Xie Wuwang who was broken and weak and covered in blood, he was shocked for no reason. Palpitations.

"...What can I do for you?" Huang Xiaoquan tried his best to raise his neck to show his fear.

Xie Wuwang's thin lips moved slightly: "I want to know how she died."

Huang Xiaoquan was stunned for a moment, and his eyes widened suddenly: "You mean...Zhuyeqing?! Dead? She's dead?"

Xie Wuzuo nodded silently: "Die once, Nirvana comes back to life. Don't tell her."

Huang Xiaoquan’s eye sockets quickly turned red, his eyebrows and nose turned red, and his voice quickly went dumb: "You dignified monarch, can't you even protect her life! She married so happily You are so happy! How can you tell her to die?!"

The corners of his lips rolled down slightly, two thick ribs burst out on both sides of his neck, and he stepped forward subconsciously, raising his hand to grab Xie Wuzuo's front.

"How can you let her die!" Huang Xiaoquan snarled in a low voice, "You can't treat her well, why marry her! Why do you want to harm her! You are a Taoist! If you want to protect, you can't protect it. A little girl! Why! She married you and had a bad life, everyone knows she had a bad life! You let her die! How can you let her die! Do you know how much death is? Pain! A good bamboo leaf green, such a good bamboo leaf green, what have you done?"

After roaring, he was incoherent and his emotions were out of control.

Xie Wulan's face was expressionless, and his heart was stagnant for a moment as he shattered his breastbone.

He lowered his eyes, raised his hand and pushed away the fists that Huang Xiaoquan was holding on to his shirt, and said quietly, "Do you want to do it?"

"Do!" Huang Xiaoquan's eyes were red, and she gritted her teeth, "If her death is related to you, Xie Wuwang, even if you are crushed, I will leave you here forever."

Xie Wuwang looked down slowly without saying a word.

Is Ning Qingqing's death related to him? Presumably there is.

But to this day, he still doesn't know the inside story of Ning Qingqing's death.

That day, he had let Futuzi set off to Qingcheng Mountain, ready to take her back.

Unexpectedly, that mushroom withered in front of my eyes abruptly.

In the early years, he melted his nirvana bone in a mushroom and gave it to her, using his blood to warm it for three hundred years.

The destruction of Nirvana meant that she had lost her life.

He didn't think about anything at the time, just dragging the raging fire that raged for seven thousand miles, all the way to Qingcheng Mountain, to find her, protect her, for fear that she would die again.

For a moment, there was only killing intent in his mind.

The moment he saw her, he almost couldn't control the violence in his heart, and almost killed all the people in front of him-among these people, there was always one or more of them that killed her.

At that time, she had just rebirth from Nirvana, and her condition was so bad that she didn't even know how she died.

He searched through all the clues, only to find out that her death was related to magic poison, and there were no more details.

Wandering, you can tell him the truth.

Huang Xiaoquan's eyes were red, staring at him bitterly for a while, then raised his hand to summon Canglan Jie Li.

"Don't let her know." Xie Wuwang said quietly, "have a dream and forget it when you wake up."

"Need you say it!"

Huang Xiaoquan has only experienced the paradox once, and is no longer a ignorant newcomer, but an experienced veteran.

Jie Li was like falling rain, and rippled and rippled circles of memory.

The two walked towards the ruins and looked at Ning Qingqing who had fallen asleep.

White light flashed—

The dream of Ning Qingqing's death in Qingcheng Mountain for the first time appeared in front of the two.

The heart demon whispered strangely in her ears. In her dream, she was covered with magic patterns, and pierced Xie Wuwang's heart with a sword.

At this time, she had just suffered a huge blow. Xie Wuwang took the woman sent by Zhang Tianbao back to her home, forcing her to leave sadly. After returning to Qingcheng Mountain, she found that he was about to take Qingcheng Mountain away even with Zhang Tianbao.

Her body was shockingly thin, her eyes were full of panic, loneliness and loss, she was also injured and poisoned by others.

She has nothing, she is heartbroken.

She should have hated Xie Wuwang.

She should have killed him without hesitation.

Watching this scene, Huang Xiaoquan couldn't help but sneer again and again, wishing to hold Ning Qingqing's hand and reward Wuwang with a sword.

Xie Wuwang's breath also disappeared, and a thick ominous heart surged in his heart.

‘Aqing, hurt me, don’t hurt yourself. ’

In the next instant, a firm light burst from the eyes of the extremely weak woman, and she lost her heart.

The long sword dropped before it touched Xie Wuwang's heart.

"Dang Yan—"

The magic lines on Ning Qingqing's body faded, and the corners of her lips floated with a lightly relieved smile.

She died. Not only did she die in a dream, she also died alone on that small bed in Qingcheng Mountain, with no one beside her.

After investigating the truth for many days, it was so simple.

Desperately broken away.

The two people in the ruins slowly recovered.

Huang Xiaoquan took a long breath, his eyes widened, and he looked at Xie Wuwang on his side in disbelief.

Suddenly, even this outsider, he was full of emotions, hated, pained and shocked, and distressed.

"Such a good woman...so good...how can you treat her like this!" Huang Xiaoquan sneered again and again, clenching his teeth.

Xie Wuwang's face turned white as Shuangxue.

His expression hasn't changed much, he still looks unwavering, but when he takes a step forward, he suddenly falls on one knee before the sleeping woman's couch, with the most squishy heart expelled from his mouth. Blood.

He drooped his head, raised his sleeves, and wiped off the blood.

She would rather die than hurt him.

His Ah Qing, the weak Ah Qing, lost his life for him.

And he?

On that day, he realized that her influence on him had passed the realm, why was he so furious? More or less, always because of the feeling in my heart, I don’t want to sink my feet in mud, just in case...

She becomes that robbery.

He built up the hardest defense to guard against those who would rather die than hurt him.

Xie Wuwang lowered his head and laughed lowly.

With a brilliant and brilliant smile, the voice of a man with a very nice ear echoed deeply in this gorgeous and desolate ruin.