A Will Eternal

This figure is Song Que!

His breath has been weakened to the extreme, his body is full of scars, broken bones can be seen in many places, and his internal organs, along with a black palm print on his chest, have long since collapsed.

One of his eyes is missing, even if he looks closely, he can see that his breath... is actually exhausted, and it seems that there is only a belief left, which is forcibly supporting him, standing there, like a mountain!

When Bai Xiaochun was in the sky and was blocked by Yuan Yaozi and others, all the demigods in this prince's mansion had been sent by the first prince to stop Bai Xiaochun with all his might, and when the first prince himself was already insane, he forcibly refined Song Junwan and the others. Zhou Zimo, and it has been going on for a few days, now has reached a critical moment, when it is about to succeed...

Song Que walked into the Prince's Mansion. He walked all the way, alone, in a black shirt and a long spear, like a lone wolf, beheading many cultivators and directly outside the hall in the Prince's Mansion!

At the critical moment when the first prince was refining Song Junwan and Zhou Zimo, Song Que shot directly and bombarded the door of the main hall. With his perseverance and cultivation, and the arrogance that was already indifferent to life and death in his heart, he broke the door of the main hall. The door, when the First Prince's refining is the most critical, interrupt him! !

This interruption made the First Prince go completely crazy. All his preparations and plans came to a critical moment, and the ensuing rage was all vented on Song Que!

Song Que, who was cultivated by heaven and man, did not flinch, stood there, and directly fought with the demigod prince! !

In this battle, there is no earth-shattering and majestic momentum between Bai Xiaochun and Tianzun, but in this battle, the battle was bloody, the battle was madness, and the battle that Song Que had gathered from outside for many years. Shame!

He did not flinch at all, even if he was facing a demigod prince, even if he was not an opponent, he still chose to fight! !

Because that's his little sister! !

He didn't care about Zhou Zimo, but Song Junwan, he couldn't care less, those were his relatives, and after seeing Song Junwan's bulging belly, he understood that there was his nephew, and this nephew's father , is obviously Bai Xiaochun!

Although he has a competitive heart towards Bai Xiaochun, although he is unconvinced from the bottom of his heart towards Bai Xiaochun, the two of them have come all the way from the Meteorite Sword Abyss over the years. Bai Xiaochun has helped him many times and rescued him many times. Song Que He is arrogant and doesn't admit it, but he has no hatred for Bai Xiaochun in his heart. What he has is... He thinks that he is also very good, and he thinks that even if he is poor, he must not be too different!

so,

He had to come, he had to fight, because...that's his sister-in-law, that's his nephew, that's...Bai Xiaochun's flesh and blood!

All of this made Song Que's shot full of no regrets, full of fighting spirit, and full of madness!

Even the eldest prince was moved. He had never encountered such a heavenly person in his life. Under his actions, in his anger, the other party insisted again and again, stood there again and again, This made it impossible for the First Prince to continue the refining method at all.

A celestial being did his best to block the time of a stick of incense, which is almost impossible for anyone to see. This made Song Junwan and Zhou Zimo in the formation in the main hall at this moment, although they were extremely weak, even though they were like gossamers, they... were still alive!

Their flesh and blood are still safe! !

Without this stick of incense... the consequences are unimaginable!

It's just this time of sticking incense, for Song Que, he uses his life to defend, use his life to support, and use his life to persevere... No matter how the eldest prince makes a move, no matter how injured he is, no matter what, he There is only one thought in my mind...

Hold on, hold on, hold on! !

Until this moment, when Bai Xiaochun stepped into the Prince's Mansion with extreme speed from the sky, Song Que knew that his perseverance was worth it.

"Why are you still not dead, why are you still not dead!!" In front of him, the panting eldest prince has gone crazy. He saw the battle in the sky in the distance, and he also noticed Bai--\u003e\u003e

As Xiaochun approached, his eyes were red, and his heart was full of strong unwillingness.

"It's only a little bit, just a little bit!!" The eldest prince looked at Song Que, who was doomed to die, with a bitter cry, his body swayed violently, and he fled into the distance.

Almost at the moment when he escaped, Bai Xiaochun's consciousness exploded, covering all directions in an instant, and his figure appeared outside the hall. Instead of chasing after the first prince, his body trembled, looking at Song Junwan and Zhou Zimo who were already safe in the hall, and turned again. Turning around, with sadness and intense complexity, he looked at Song Que who was standing there, his will gradually dissipated, and he was completely dead. He wanted to help but stopped.

Song Que raised his head with difficulty and looked at Bai Xiaochun, a smile slowly appeared on his face.

His posture is tall and straight, even if he is facing death at this moment, he is still like a pine tree, his smile is very beautiful, full of masculine power, but there is a trace of reluctance, hidden in his eyes, at this moment his voice is hoarse and smiling , murmured.

"Bai Xiaochun..."

"You and I met from the abyss of the Meteorite Sword. You robbed me of the Qi of Heavenly Dao, and I was one step ahead. In the Blood Stream Sect, you pressed me again, and I was one step ahead..."

"In the Nihe Sect, it's still like this, you're still faster than me... Even if you get to the Great Wall, you're still like this. It's like the curse between you and me continues to the wild, it's still like this..."

"It seems that between you and me, you... are always faster than me." Song Que said this, his body was shaky, barely supporting his eyelids. When they all disappeared, he said the last word.

"Bai Xiaochun, in the past you were ahead of me and faster than me everywhere, but today... I, Song Que, are faster than you!" Song Que said this, and laughed loudly. His eyes slowly closed, his body... he couldn't stand up either, with the spear in his hand smashed into flying ash, his body fell backwards...

Song Que, fall! !

Fighting for a lifetime, dissatisfaction for a lifetime, unwilling for a lifetime... A lifetime of slowness, but today, as Song Que himself said, he is indeed one time faster than Bai Xiaochun!

This time, he was satisfied, and the dissatisfaction and unwillingness in his heart dissipated...

Bai Xiaochun's body trembled and stared blankly at Song Que's corpse. After he arrived here, he already understood that if it wasn't for Song Que, his wife and children would have died, and Song Que's arrival was because of his life in exchange for his Bai Xiaochun's wife and children. Survive.

"Song Que..." Bai Xiaochun murmured, tears couldn't stop flowing. Song Que at this moment brought him an earth-shattering shock and stinging pain. Song Que's words before his death were constantly echoing in Bai Xiaochun's mind. The echoes turned into scenes of memories, as if he had returned to the wild, returned to the Great Wall, returned to the Nihe Sect, returned to the Blood Stream Sect, and finally returned to... In the abyss of the Meteorite Sword, he Bai Xiaochun snatched it from Song Que. That moment of heavenly breath!

"You are... Tianjiao!" Bai Xiaochun's tears couldn't be wiped away, but he knew that he had no time. Even if his heart was depressed and sad at the moment, he still had to forcibly hold back and put Song Que's corpse into the broken fan. He turned around and stepped into the hall, directly breaking the formation.

He saw the totem on Song Junwan's arm, saw the already faint purple light, and felt the breath of a weak iron egg.

"Iron egg..." Bai Xiaochun's body trembled, and he looked at the two women's bulging stomachs. Even when his hand touched the two women, Bai Xiaochun felt the vibration of the fetuses in their abdomens. The vibration was like some kind of vibration. Joy, like some kind of instinctual attachment, they are so weak, but this weakness, when the vibration is transmitted to Bai Xiaochun's mind, has become the mission of his life to protect at this moment.

"Before, it was your mother who protected you, from now on... Dad will protect you!" Bai Xiaochun whispered, shaking the unconscious Song Junwan and Zhou Zimo into the residual fan.

After becoming the owner of the remnant fan, Bai Xiaochun could send a few people into the remnant fan without resisting. At this moment, after he sent all the people he needed to protect, Bai Xiaochun raised his head,

He didn't choose to leave immediately, because... there is still a big revenge to avenge! !

The First Prince... is not dead yet! !