Song Zhijing looked at Bu Chenxiang's face and laughed, "Haha, Bu Chenxiang, go back with me obediently and give your Yuanyin, so that I can give you a life."

"Don't think about it!" Bu Chenxiang's shadow of youth was always shrouded in his heart. Seeing Song Zhijing's straightforward humiliation, he suddenly felt a chill. He knew that he would definitely not be able to escape at this time, so he thought about letting go of death.

"Hehehe!" Seeing Bu Chenxiang's relentless expression, Song Zhijing said something that made concessions to Bu Chenxiang would not even dare to die. "If you commit suicide, I will seize your Yuanyin while your body is still warm. Although the effect is greatly lost, it is at least a method, hahaha."

"You... are distorted!" Bu Chenxiang couldn't help but tremble when he heard this. He didn't even let go of his own body. He was suddenly desperate and even more desperate.

The seductive eyes revealed anxiety, helplessness, grief, deep fear and despair, and the white jade-like appearance was so compelling.

However, Song Zhijing didn't take this trick, "Hahaha, we are the Ghost King Sect. We can do anything to survive and become stronger."

As he said that, the golden dragon scissors rose again, Song Zhijing's gesture flew, and the two entangled golden dragons were so fierce that they bit Bu Chenxiang.

When Bu Chenxiang saw this move, he didn't dare to be distracted. He immediately moved his true energy. He bounced a soft sword on his waist, held the sword in his right hand, and spitted a first-grade essence and blood on the sword. The sword's body suddenly shone with light.

Bu Chenxiang gritted his teeth, threw the sword, and led the magic trick. The sword flew towards the golden dragon, and sword energy shot out towards the golden dragon.

"The sword is drawn by the essence and blood? Forcefully increase the power of this sword, but at most it will reach the late stage of foundation building." After seeing it, Song Zhijing shouted lightly: "Break!"

The golden dragon churned strangely, and directly crossed the sword energy. One bite at the tip of the sword and the other bit at the hilt of the sword. Then with a "click", the sword suddenly broke.

Bu Chenxiang's heart suddenly felt a huge pain, and the sword that was nurtured by essence, energy, and spirit was broken, causing a trace of damage to Bu Chenxiang's soul.

"Hehehe, since you are so ungrateful, I will cut off your legs directly. Although it is boring to have sex with a legless beauty, at least your body is intact." Song Zhijing sneered and said mockingly, without any mercy in his tone. He really only regarded her as an item he had broken through.

"You..." Bu Chenxiang obviously did not expect that the elder of the Ghost King Sect would become so different. He would be raped by a corpse when he died, and would be humiliated when he was alive. This made Bu Chenxiang feel that life really lost its meaning and felt that he was full of despair for this world.

"I just want to live well. Isn't even let me do this requirement?" Bu Chenxiang murmured to himself. In this world full of killing, even living well is a luxury.

At this moment, Bu Chenxiang's heart is very fragile, and Bu Chenxiang's outlook on life is about to undergo tremendous changes. Should he transform into a witch who uses any means to survive? Or should he transform into a ruthless person who self-destructs his body and makes him die without a complete corpse in order to protect his reputation?

This was Bu Chenxiang's second very important choice in his life. The first time, she rose up to resist, chose to kill, changed her mind, and told herself to say goodbye to the pure girl in the past, transformed into the senior sister of the Ghost King Sect, killing countless people in her hands.

This was the second time, Bu Chenxiang's heart was now undergoing earth-shaking changes. At this time, Song Zhijing sacrificed the golden dragon scissors, aimed at Bu Chenxiang, and prepared to end the battle with one blow.

Just when Bu Chenxiang was so angry that he was in a dark and desperate mood, a funny voice came.

"Hey, what a big pair of scissors!"

This sound made the two of them suddenly turn their heads and look at them. They see clearly that they were a 15-year-old boy about 1.75 meters. Song Zhijing was relieved, and Bu Chenxiang sighed. It seemed that this boy could not escape death today.

However, the appearance of this young man gave Bu Chenxiang's heart to another aspect. Since someone died with her today, then she would die. Leaving this world is also a way to be liberated.

"Who am I, a fool who has been practicing to the middle stage of Qi Refining, why? I was moved when I saw this big sister's ecstasy appearance? Did you fall in love with her?" Song Zhijing looked at Zhao Yunjie and sneered. "Boy, don't think that you have learned the immortal skills for a few years and have started to learn from other heroes to save beauty."

After hearing this, Zhao Yunjie was stunned, and immediately turned his head to look at the woman on the left.

This is amazing. It is really as beautiful as a fairy. She is definitely a beautiful woman of the same level as Li Xianxian. Especially the charming look, which is a charming charm that is so charming that it is in the bones. Zhao Yunjie was suddenly deeply attracted.

Seeing Zhao Yunjie's shocked look at him, he might have known that he was about to die and the other party was about to die. It was magical. Bu Chenxiang did not feel that disgusted with Zhao Yunjie, but instead sighed in his heart that this young man in the middle stage of Qi refining was really unlucky and met him and the other two.

"Little brother, come to my sister." Bu Chenxiang waved to Zhao Yunjie.

Hearing Bu Chenxiang's words, Zhao Yunjie suddenly came back to his senses. Little brother? Sister? Well, Zhao Yunjie is indeed only 15 years old in this life, but Zhao Yunjie in his soul is not young.

Zhao Yunjie slowly walked to Bu Chenxiang's face, and his close observation made Zhao Yunjie sigh in his heart: "This woman should only be found in heaven, but how many times can I hear it in the world?"

Bu Chenxiang looked at the young man who didn't know how dangerous he was. He sighed in his heart, stretched out his hand, pulled him behind him, and whispered: "This person is the elder of the Ghost King Sect in the late stage of Foundation Establishment. Your master is really. He didn't teach you. Seeing this kind of fight, you should escape far away with your strength. I will stop him desperately in a while, and you will run away immediately. I can only block for ten seconds at most. Whether you can escape depends on your luck."

Zhao Yunjie was stunned after hearing Bu Chenxiang's words. The elder of the Ghost King Sect, Zhao Yunjie, suddenly looked up at the middle-aged man opposite. Hey, after he was about to occupy the Tiannan Star, he went to destroy the Ghost King Sect's words.

"Hahaha, silly boy, are you really fascinated by this witch? Unfortunately, you can only go downstairs to be a pair of mandarin ducks with the same fate." Song Zhijing sneered, and with a wave of his finger, the golden dragon scissors rushed towards the two of them. For Song Zhijing, is this fool in the middle stage of Qi refining all the same?

Bu Chenxiang's eyes turned sharp and his decisive expression appeared. A pair of jade hands caused the true energy of the whole body. A storm was compressed into the palm of his hand. The storm was pressed smaller and stronger, and the more it was pressed stronger. Bu Chenxiang's face was covered with fragrant sweat, and he could no longer control it. With his hands pushing, the storm that was compressed to the extreme suddenly burst out and hit the golden dragon shears.

At the same time, Bu Chenxiang kicked Zhao Yunjie gently backwards and said anxiously: "Run quickly!"

The golden dragon scissors were instantly swallowed by the storm, and two golden lights were constantly swimming in a green whirlwind.

Song Zhijing was shocked. Unexpectedly, Bu Chenxiang had this last move. He smiled coldly. With the technique of using both hands, the golden dragon scissors suddenly burst out and burst out with golden light. With a bang, the storm was dispersed.

Seeing that his storm was dispersed, Bu Chenxiang looked desperate and looked extremely ugly. When he turned his head, he found that Zhao Yunjie was still by his side, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

No matter the golden dragon scissors that had arrived in front of the two of them, no matter that their lives had reached the most dangerous moment in their lives, Bu Chenxiang looked at Zhao Yunjie and said the last sentence in his heart at this moment: "Why haven't you run away yet?"

[Oh, I'm confused. What do you think of this girl? Should I adjust it to the queen... Ah Shuai is very confused, so he has no manuscript saved and is stuck here.

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