Traveling through the heavens starting from the prequel of Lotus Lantern

"boom!"

Zhuge Wuwei jumped down and hit Su Tianxin hard in front.

With a muffled groan, Zhuge Wuwei was penetrated by the sword light, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.

He collapsed and fell to the ground.

Perhaps it was because of Zhuge Wuwei's resistance, or because Yang Jiao saw that Su Tianxin had no power to resist, so he just swung the sword at will. Although the remaining sword light also hit Su Tianxin, She was only seriously injured until she was critically injured, but she was not completely dead after all.

"Inaction."

At this time, Su Tianxin ignored her own injuries and weakly shouted at Zhuge Wuwei.

Yang Jiao frowned slightly and looked at Zhuge Wuwei, who was about to lose his breath.

He also did not expect that Zhuge Wuwei would suddenly fall, especially when he had no martial arts skills at all and risked his own life to save Su Tianxin.

"Wuwei!"

At this time, Yan Chixia and others happened to see Zhuge Wuwei blocking the sword with his body.

Among the crowd, Sima Sanniang immediately rushed to Zhuge Wuwei's side.

Several golden lights flickered in his hand, and healing talismans were plastered all over his chest and abdomen.

Zhuge Wuwei could not help but regain a breath of vitality. At this time, Yan Chixia also came to his side, helped Zhuge Wuwei up with great worry, and then looked at Sima Sanniang anxiously:

"Sanniang, how is Wuwei?"

Sima Sanniang hesitated to speak, her face looked troubled, and finally she looked dejected.

"Okay, uncle, I know the extent of my injury."

As he said that, he turned his head and looked at Su Tianxin:

"Sister Tianxin, you don't have to feel guilty. I saved you voluntarily. When I jumped off the cliff and was about to die, you were the one who saved me."

A smile appeared on the corner of Zhuge Wuwei's blood-stained mouth:

"How can I not repay the favor of saving my life? And looking at it this way, I have earned nearly twenty years in vain."

After saying that, Zhuge Wuwei didn't wait for Su Tianxin's response, then turned his gaze to Yan Hongye, who was still expressionless.

"Although we can't love each other in this life, I believe that one day, someone will make you feel the existence of love. I hope that in the future, you can become a woman who dares to love and hate."

"And after I die, the seven-life marriage will no longer exist, and you will never be entangled by fate."

"Also, Zhuge Liuyun is my younger brother. He is very affectionate towards you. You can also try to accept him."

"Hongye, I wish you find your own dreams and live the life you want in the future."

After finishing his words, Zhuge Wuwei slowly closed his eyes, and his head fell heavily on Yan Chixia's arm.

"Zhuge Wuwei."

After Yan Hongye heard Zhuge Wuwei's words, she called out her name involuntarily, her eyes darkened, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Yang Jiao looked at Zhuge Wuwei's death, and couldn't help but think of the scene when he handed him the book to resist the sadness of the city without tears.

I feel a little sorry in my heart.

Suddenly, Yan Chixia glared at Yang Jiao:

"Seven Nights Demon King, Wuwei has been gentle and kind to others since he was a child. He has never blushed with anyone. How could you do this?"

“Where is the fairness and justice you mentioned back then?”

"Is it possible that killing a good man is your justice?"

Yang Jiao won't explain anything. Zhuge Wuwei bumped into his own sword light, and if he wants to succeed in something, he must pay the due price. This is not fair.

Besides, which strong man would get angry with the weak, so Yang Jiao lowered his eyes indifferently:

"It is always difficult for gentle and correct people to survive, because this world is neither gentle nor correct."

"Perhaps letting Zhuge Wuwei get rid of his seven-life marriage destiny is not necessarily a good choice."

"What a ruthless Yin Yue Demon Lord." Yan Chixia gritted her teeth in hatred.

"Yan Chixia, do you hate this Holy Lord, or do you still hate your own uselessness?"

Yang Jiao looked at the people in the distance with his profound eyes.

"I'm afraid that most of your hatred comes from your own powerlessness, and you, Su Tianxin, another being who regards you as family, died in front of you."

"What do you think!"

"Yan Hongye, what I promised you back then seems to have been completed now."

"Congratulations, you successfully escaped your fate."

"What? You all have this expression, but I like the way you hate me so much that you can't do anything about me."

After Yang Jiao finished speaking, he stood up and stood in the air. When Yan Chixia and others below looked at his deep and deep eyes.

His expression became more and more embarrassing, and he couldn't help but think that this time it might be a disaster.

"Brother Qiye."

At this time, Nie Xiaoqian, who had never known how to face Yang Jiao after knowing that he was a grudge from the seventh generation, shouted, as if she did not want Yan Chixia and the others to be harmed.

"Xiaoqian, you have grown up and you should choose your own path."

"Remember, if you don't do it, if you do it, don't regret it."

After Yang Jiao gave Nie Xiaoqian's instructions, he completely severed the connection between her and this other body.

From now on, he only wants to swallow the infinite grievances of the demons from the demon star on the day when the demons attack the Seven Evils, and have the strength to transcend this world. By the way, he will see if he can really win the favor of the heaven in this world and gain the origin of the world by demonizing the three realms. force.

But before that, he still had to perfect his current strength.

After previous battles with Su Tianxin, I discovered that not only did my newly acquired Heaven-Zhanping Sword Technique 2.0 not yet be fully integrated and reach the level of perfection.

Even I have too little experience in fighting enemies, or it can be said that I am used to drawing a sword and killing immediately.

Or they are engaging in crushing battles based on unequal levels of cultivation.

Therefore, you cannot improve yourself in all aspects without blind spots.

Although his current strength, in comparison, is roughly the same as that of Yan Hongye who completely mastered the mysterious secrets of the Mysterious Heart in the original plot, that is, he is a step higher than the original demon Qiye.

However, Yang Jiao felt that it was still not enough.

Back in the main world, I am still a little shrimp, and I will get my lunch box if I am not careful.

So, how can you not do your best to improve yourself.

However, what kind of improvement can be more rapid than the sublimation between life and death?

Between life and death, work hard to sublimate your own wisdom, burn your own heritage, accumulate combat experience, and sharpen your spiritual will.

Thinking of this, he showed a faint smile to everyone below, and this smile came from his indestructible trust in himself.

So, Yang Jiao said slowly with cold eyes and burning eyes:

“The greatest pain in life is the inability to bridge the gap between knowing and doing.”

"Just like you know that I have far more strength than you and others, but you can never surpass me, defeat me, or kill me."

"However, this time, for the sake of Zhuge Wuwei, I will give you a chance."

A bit of cold light flashed in Yang Jiao's eyes.

"A chance to kill me."

"Don't you just happen to want to prevent the Seventh Generation of Revenants from destroying the world? It's just right to kill me, the Yin Moon Demon Lord, who is the Seventh Generation of Revenants."

"Not only can you take revenge, but you can also safeguard the righteousness of the world in your hearts."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Jiao Yixi's sword was instantly unsheathed, and a sword light burst out that seemed to cut off the sky.

Suddenly, a crack like an abyss was cut, extending from the bottom of the pit to the outside of the City Without Tears.

"ah!"

In the dark, a shrill cry of despair that resounded throughout the sky appeared over the City Without Tears.

"He's a go-getter."

Ning Caichen realized whose voice it was.

After Yang Jiao sheathed his sword, he stretched out his left hand and saw that the remaining sad and demonic energy in the city gathered in his hand like a swallow returning to its nest.

After a while, even Gan Jiang's sword flew towards Yang Jiao. Presumably, he was the reincarnation of Gan Jiang. He immediately held the hilt of the sword and glanced at the person below again.

"Everyone, try your best to become stronger."

"After all, hard work will not betray yourself. Although dreams will betray you, hard work may not necessarily make you realize your dreams."

"But the fact that I have worked hard is enough to comfort myself."

"I hope you can give me a surprise before the Lantern Festival next year."

"Yan Hongye, Su Tianxin, next time we meet, I hope you will not disappoint me."

"Otherwise, you will die."