Chapter 207 The Death of Ximen Chen 4 [End of Volume 3](2/2)
They shivered. Some timid people even had yellow liquid flowing out of their private parts, emitting a terrible stench.
"Died before leaving the army, the hero will burst into tears!" A low, melancholy voice came from the bottom of the mountain. Then, a young man in white clothes seemed to have walked out of the scroll, and slowly walked into the eyes, uncontaminated.
The slightest trace of smoke and dust made people couldn't help but worship him, but the young man's eyes clearly revealed a cynical and playful attitude... What a perfect devil!
"You seem to be in some trouble!" The young man in white stopped in the air and looked at Siyu Tioyue under him.
Siyu gritted his teeth. The man in white seemed to be stronger. Now it was difficult for Siyu to stand normally in front of him. This feeling never happened even when he met Wu Yi. He held it in for a while.
In a tone of voice, Siyu said harshly: "Nonsense... Didn't you see that the Demon Cult people are attacking us? Everyone in my family is dead..."
"Oh, that's it. Do you need my help?" The young man in white continued to smile cynically.
"Kill them!"
"This is easy to handle. I promise to repay you. Well, let's take it as interest for these little shrimps."
Hearing the words of the young man in white, Demon King Lei Xiao was frightened. Judging from the aura of the young man in white, he was definitely a great man who did not belong to this world. If he fought with him, wouldn't he be an old man who hangs himself because he wants to live longer? Thinking of this, Lei Xiao
Demon King Xiao quickly put on a smile and said hehe: "Master, our Demon Cult is on good terms with you, do you think you are betraying me to save face..."
As soon as Demon King Lei Xiao finished speaking, he was severely blocked by the young man in white. "Shut up, you humble creatures, you actually negotiated terms with me. Now I reward you...death!" The young man in white raised his sleeves.
, without too many movements, just a simple wave of hands, the lives of three hundred demons ended. When those people died, they could not even shout out their last words, and they instantly lost the glory of life.
"I'm in a good mood today. I don't want to kill indiscriminately. If you don't want to die, leave as soon as possible." The young man in white said lazily. Lei Xiao and others felt like they had received the news, and they rolled up the remaining remnants and fled this horrible place in embarrassment.
. Earth-shaking changes took place during the occupation. The people who survived cheered, but they cried with laughter.
The young man in white gave Siyu a friendly smile, stepped onto a cloud again, and slowly left the Five Mountains. He once again transformed into the person in the scroll, fluttering and calling to the world.
"Tsk... um..." An inaudible scream sounded from behind Siyu. Siyu was shocked, turned around with a look of horror, and roared loudly, "No, grandpa..."
Siyu rushed to his grandfather's side and hugged Ximen Chen, who was leaning back. On Ximen Chen's belly, the Wutian Sword had already sunk into a large body, and a large amount of blood gurgled out, covering Siyu's clothes.
Dyeed blood red.
Holding grandpa in his arms, Siyu gently put him down on the ground. Ares and others quickly gathered around and surrounded Ximen Chen tightly. Siyu held grandpa's slightly trembling shoulders and kept shaking them. Once upon a time
, this shoulder is so broad, so warm, so safe, but now, this shoulder is only left with a gradually cold trembling, and a weakness that is better than despair.
Unable to suppress tears, Siyu became like a hesitant child at this moment, crying uncontrollably, "Grandpa, wake up, don't die, we still have to fight, we still have a long way to go, you still have to go"
If you want to see the Ximen family regain its power, grandpa, don’t die, don’t…”
Ximen Chen just smiled. At that moment, his eyes showed deep relief, a kind of relief that redeemed his sins. Slowly, Ximen Chen took out a handwritten book stained red with blood from his arms and quietly stuffed it into
In Siyu's hand, "This is... the last... secret of the Ximen family. Take it... and restore Ximen's power!"
Siyu held her grandfather's arm tightly. He just cried, just cried... He had never cried so sadly. Another most important person in his life was going to be far away from him. Siyu was desperate. He wanted to cry without any scruples.
Cry, cry wantonly...
Looking at his most proud child, Ximen Chen struggled to show a happy smile, stretched out his arm that was gradually losing consciousness, slowly raised it to Siyu's head, stroked it gently, patted the last two times gently, and posed.
Maybe it was the last smile. Ximenchen tried hard to make this smile bloom extremely brightly, hoping that Siyu would always remember the happy ending of all this, "Yu'er... Grandpa can't... accompany you anymore. The road ahead...
You have to go...down by yourself. Remember...you must be strong...and you have to promise me that you will pass...the fire of the Ximen family...down..."
Chapter completed!