The Talented Doctor

And the sword light that Haotian's scepter turned into instantly penetrated Ji Mingyu's body, causing him to fall to the ground all of a sudden, spouting a mouthful of blood.

Ji Mingyu's eyes had recovered to clearness at this time, and his gaze fell on the Haotian Scepter, his eyes were full of shock, "Why is the Haotian Scepter in your hand?!"

Wei Zixi gently turned the priceless scepter in his hand, but his expression was so careless: "If you want to know why, you can go down and ask Jun Linxi soon!"

Ji Mingyu wanted to mobilize the spiritual power in his body again, but found that his body could no longer move.

The Haotian Scepter is not just a holy weapon, Wei Zixi also painted poison on it, seeing the blood-sealed throat poison, even though Ji Mingyu is a god, his body is extremely weak at this time.

Although this kind of poison could not kill him, it also made him no longer capable of fighting, and even unable to make a sound anymore.

Wei Zixi slowly said: "Since Junlinxi received the [Heavenly Dao's Prediction], I have always missed you to die. But there has never been a moment like now, even if you pay any price, I will put you to death!"

Because you have someone you shouldn't have, and you have taken away the only treasure that should belong to me.

So **** you!

As soon as the voice fell, the scepter in Wei Zixi's hand once again emitted a colorful light, about to turn into a sharp sword, piercing Ji Mingyu's body.

Suddenly, the careless lazy smile on Wei Zixi's face solidified.

For the first time, shocked and unbelievable emotions appeared in those eyes that were forever leisurely, deep, and invisible.

His face was originally pale, but now it was completely pale.

He moved very slowly and slowly, slowly lowered his head and looked at his abdomen.

The red shirt was still blood-colored, not stained with dust, but at this time the shirt was pierced with a hole, and the purple vine swayed through his back and out through his chest.

Of course Wei Zixi's purple vine is.

That was Ziming Youluo, the Ziming Youluo he had never put in his eyes before, but he could often see Ziming Youluo.

It was Zi Ming Youluo who used to hold it in his hand, pull it out gently, and then retract it neatly, and then there will be a bright smile on his face.

Before that, Wei Zixi had never thought that Zi Ming Youluo's attack would really fall on him.

But now, it pierced his body.

For the first time, the heart without waves, the heart that can control everything, has caused great waves for the first time.

It is hatred, jealousy, unwillingness, pain, sorrow!

This is an emotion he hasn't experienced for tens of thousands of years.

Xi Yue wanted to kill him, Xi Yue, shot him!

And all this is for the man in front of him, for Ji Mingyu!

The fire in Wei Zixi's eyes burned like a blaze, and the light on Haotian's scepter was not dark but bright.

Immediately, the holy sword light will pierce Ji Mingyu's head, making him no longer alive.

But the next moment, the thin and weak figure blocked the Haotian Scepter, firmly blocking Ji Mingyu behind him.

The girl's eyes were so indifferent, she looked at him decisively again, the Lishui sword in her hand was raised high and pointed directly at his heart.

The distance between the two of them by the long sword is like a moat, and it is like an oath of grace.

Wei Zixi didn't have a trace of expression on his face, but just looked at the girl in front of him like this, "Are you really going to kill me for this man? Sister, have you forgotten? When you were in the bottom of the pit, you promised to protect me To the last moment."