Chapter eighty-four, crying your eyes out

The 30,000 men of his family were dead in an instant, while the people of Aoki were unscathed, and it was decided that Sun Ce had done it on purpose.

"Sun Ce! "

Li ai-kong was filled with hatred.

An endless surge of air swept across the field.

"Miss, look out! "

Muer directly embrace Sun Zijing, all over the moment to fix the division realm for the burning, and the Fire Lotus is scared to stay.

The next moment, the gas wave towards the Fire Lotus surging, the fire lotus directly into a skeleton, in the gas wave destroyed, muer holding Sun Zijing, behind a great injury, two people were lifted far, directly spit out a mouthful of scarlet blood.

"MUIR! "

Sun Zijing looked at Muer eyes distraction, Eyes Wide Open.

"Miss... in the next life, in the next life... to serve you! Muir first... go first... "

Muer did not finish, neck a soft, direct is to die in the arms of Sun Zijing.

"MUIR! "

Sun Zijing was holding the body of Mu Er tightly, with both fists clenched, remembering in his mind that he had once slapped Mu Er so many times. In those years, the sound of a sharp slap in the face seemed to echo around Sun Zijing's ear. At this time, Sun Zijing felt some regret, follow their own Muer, in his side did not enjoy a day, but often beaten, critical moment, Muer or save her.

Recalling all the scenes in the past, the scenes of Muer and Sun Zijing playing and laughing in the bamboo forest, the time they climbed the wall together late at night to play truant from school, and the scenes of Muer and her stealing her father's bean paste cake together, even because Muer broke a cup, the picture that Sun Zijing hit ruthlessly on Mu Er's face, all in Sun Zijing's mind over and over again, Sun Zijing left eye a tear to delimit.

"I'm sorry! I won't bully you in the next life! "

The Sun Jiuyang above the sky at the moment, the pupil of the eye is wide open, hurriedly use the corpse king body of Sun Qi, protect oneself, next moment, more than 2,000 corpse soldiers, the moment is destroyed, one by one burning fire, disintegrate collapse.

"It's over! "

Sun Jiuyang looked at the more than 2000 dead soldiers moment fragmented, Sun Jiuyang is feeling a blank brain.

"How is that possible? This force? "

"Is this the power of the fighting saints? "

"It's not a God! "

At this time, the sound of shock reverberated, this shock, more than their lifetime shock combined, the force is too amazing, it seems to have been a hole in the day.

Countless houses have been destroyed, fires have burned, the earth has collapsed, the fighting ground, a wolf borrowed.

At this point, within 100 meters of each other, there was no living thing, all eyes full of debris, fire burning, Sun Ce stood in the middle, some tired body, a red robe also broken many, at the moment Sun Ce eyes full of fighting spirit, a hand to his left arm, the whole body of the real yuan is almost exhausted.

In Sun Ce's hand was a broken sword, rusty and cracked, as if it had been buried in the earth for a thousand years. It was the Red Sword of God, and Sun Ce forced it to use all its power, and the spirit of the Red Sword was destroyed, the Red Sword is dead. It's a real piece of junk.

Sun Ce's left arm, however, had been damaged by the forced use of the seventh form of the sword of everlasting life, and Sun Ce's mouth was bleeding a little.

"He's alive! He's alive! "

"NO WAY! "

"Sun Ce is at the center of the wave, and he's still alive. "

At this time, the whole court is shocked, even the white line is also slightly open mouth, Sun Zijing incredible looking at Sun Ce.

"Ha ha ha, a group of humble things, but also a delusion to kill this emperor, this emperor, Eternal glory, you can not be offended! "

Blood was running from the corners of Sun Ce's mouth, and he couldn't resist the urge to worship the emperor, the emperor, and the emperor.

"You! Don't fucking look at me! YOU'RE A fucking man! Kill me! "

"And you, Sun Jiuyang, help me step by step, let you melt into my sun family! "

Sun Zijing let go of Muer's body, Meng ran pointed to Li Ai Kong scold far away, and then said to Sun Jiuyang.

"Yes! Kill! "

Li Ai Kong directly rushed up, and Sun Jiuyang is also at this moment to attack and go.

Sun Zijing, Li Aikong, Sun Jiuyang, three people are toward sun ce NU rushed past.

Sun Ce stood with one hand over his dying arm and a little blood running from the corner of his mouth, watching them with a sneer.

When they got within ten meters of each other, Sun Ce's eyes sparkled with sarcasm and a smile.

"I admire you most, Li Aikong, but nowadays, no matter how crafty and clever you are, you still make a mistake. "

Sun Ce stood there, boasting about Ikon.

When he heard what Sun Ce had said, he heard a thud in his heart, as if he had thought of something.

"Zetian! "

Sun Ce held one hand high, and it fell. The pagoda in the sky was crushed down, shaking the earth. They were crushed to death, blood splattered, and consciousness extinguished.

Sun Ce stood in the middle of the endless fire, watching the devastation around him. He was the only one who survived. Everyone else who fought was dead. Sun Ce was the only one who survived.

Sun Ce looked down at the minced meat of the trio in the sky tower, a slight smile on his lips.

"people have emotions. If anyone is to blame, it's you who can't control your emotions! "

"UP! "

A flash of white light shot up into the sky and flew directly into the sky.

He was tired and tired. Sun Ce sat down on the ground and looked at the white light streaking across the sky. He knew that it was the soul card. It was the soul card of Sun Zijing. This time, Sun Ce was about to face the Monster Sun's family.

"Hmm? "

Sun Ce suddenly turned his head and looked to the side, only to see the white line, covered with blood, his feet have been broken, is struggling to climb to Sun Ce's side, the white line was the wave of air crashed legs, blood and flow.

"Why? Are you here to die? "

Sun Ce really ignored the white line, thought the white line to escape, did not think, the white line actually climbed back.

The white line seemed to ignore Sun Ce's words, its eyes glued to the ground beneath the tower.

"Sir! Sir! "

White Line constantly shouting master two words, voice with a cry, tears in the eyes, eyes staring at Li Aikong clothes, constantly toward Li Aikong's body crawl.

"Young Master! "

White Line climbed to the tower, his hands have been broken into mud Aikong Lee body.

"Young Master, YOU WON'T DIE! I'll pinch it for you! "

White lines like crazy general, eyes red, frantically grasp the ground meat, began to spell, want to spell out the original body for Li Aikong, but the ground meat, has long been unable to tell who is who, white lines is only able to rely on clothes.

"Sir, you can't die. You CAN'T! "

Tears of blood flow from the eyes of the white line, scarlet blood flow from the eyes and down, burning the eyes of the white line, White Line Eyes, crying blind!

Sun Ce had some shock, people desperate to the extreme, will be heartbroken, and Li Aikong's death, obviously caused irreparable damage to the white line, the white line's eyes even cried blind!

"Young Master! Young Master, don't be afraid, have me, have white line in, nobody wants to hurt young master. "

White Line eyes have been crying blind, hands constantly looking for ground meat.