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Chapter 811: The Ghost King's Bride (58)

S-Great has become a huge Shura field, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a purgatory on earth.

The descendants of the Taoist Tianshi family, such as Lu Hao and Fang Qingkui, escorted the survivor students who were rescued from here.

They could have left, but...no.

No one has ever been afraid of death.

The descendants of the Taoist Tianshi family have their own mission and will never escape at the fortitude.

They all turned back and set foot on the green campus of the past, and tonight's purgatory.

However, the scenery on the S University campus is already very different from before...

Wherever my eyes went, there was a thick black fog. The land under my feet turned into a dark red blood color. From time to time, there were red lights like the shape of my eyes flashing...

"The Yin Si Purgatory, this is the legendary Yin Si Purgatory! The Lu family genealogy once recorded that once the Yin Si Purgatory came out, one will be reborn..."

Lu Hao kept his always frivolousness and muttered to himself with a heavy expression, while walking forward unswervingly.

"Although I am just an introductory Taoist Heavenly Master and will never be able to defeat the Ghost King Yan Lie, but I... cannot retreat!"

...

Another place.

"Even if I die and die, I must not leave with such greed and fear of death! Otherwise, the ghost king Yan Lie will come out to harm the people, and it will not only die in front of me!"

Fang Qingkui's pretty face looked slightly calmer, and she pinched the fan with her slender hands, and walked towards a place.

"Although Fang Qingkui is not the Virgin, she also knows what it means to do in life, and to do not do it!"

...

"Death may be heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather. If our death is done, it is worth it to stop the Ghost King Yan Lie from cracking the seal for a moment and support the elders of the Dao Dharma Heavenly Master family!"

"Let's go!"

"Let's go, don't ask for fame and keep it in history, but want to be worthy of one's heart..."

This scene is being staged everywhere on the S University campus.

There are men and women, their expressions are solemn and tragic, but their eyes and steps are unwavering, without the slightest retreat.

All headed towards the playground!

If you meet each other halfway through, you don’t need to say much, you will be sympathetic and smile on your face.

When the disaster comes, the young generation shows their passionate style and unprecedented unity!

...

The warm and bright red blood flowed out of the heart that the dagger pierced through, and then gathered on the dark coffin in front of it that was supernaturally suspended in the air.

The bright red blood, like a living, flowed and wandered along some strange and mysterious route outside the dark coffin.

Zhong Qingqing lay half-deadly on the ground, holding the blood-stained dagger and fell to the side.

Her body could not move, and she could only watch the strange black coffin, sucking away the blood from her heart little by little...

Her face was as pale as snow paper, and her hands and feet gradually became cold. Excessive blood loss made her mind dizzy and her pupils were slightly distracted.

However, Zhong Qingqing's consciousness was extremely clear.

...She was wrong.

...She was really wrong.

A crystal tear of regret slid from the end of Zhong Qingqing's eyes to the black hair while the blood in her heart was constantly slid.
Chapter completed!
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