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Chapter 2 The four seasons of the rivers and lakes are vaguely blood, how can it not be extinguished(2/2)

Yun Yang said lightly: "Because you didn't answer the last two questions. So, it was converted into one. In general, you answered me three questions in total. The first question makes you die happily. The second question answers will let your wife live, and the third question will let your mother have a way out. Don't worry, I will do it!"

Wu Wenyuan's body suddenly fell down and his heart was in despair.

This person uses the method of betting on asking questions to make hope rise in his heart; but at the most critical moment, he suddenly cuts off. The person he cares most is still unable to survive.

He looked at Yun Yang's cold expression and suddenly asked, "Who are you?"

An extremely sadness appeared on Yun Yang's face, his eyes were fixed in the void, and he slowly said, "...I am Yun Zun!"

I am Yun Zun!

Since the last battle, both physically and mentally have been scarred and full of holes. Every time I think of my identity, I feel a sense of extreme sadness and sourness.

After this year, I was finally able to say these four words!

Because, I have found the first line.

I can finally feel a little comfort when I think of my brothers.

Wu Wenyuan showed a horrified expression on his face, and he looked at Yun Yang in a naughty way, but he couldn't speak.

The strong shock almost lost his ability to speak.

I only heard Yun Yang continue to say word by word: "...I am... the Yun Zun among the nine masters!"

"You are not dead?" Wu Wenyuan hissed, "You are clearly dead!"

A strange expression appeared on Yun Yang's face, and his voice was filled with infinite sorrow: "Nine Lords will never die!"

Wu Wenyuan laughed terrified and said in a daze: "So that's it, so that's it...so that's it...so that's not dead..."

He murmured this sentence several times, and his whole body was like a walking corpse, and even his eyes lost his spirit. He suddenly laughed bitterly: "I didn't expect... the soul figure of the Nine Lords was not dead... Is this God's will?"

Yun Yang's face was cold, but his eyes were as deep as the sea.

From such a glance, no one can see what kind of storm waves are emerging in his heart.

"The clouds droop in the sky, the wind in the ground, the thunder trembles, and the sky is fixed." Wu Wenyuan murmured: "...The golden light flashes, the earth dragon soars, the sky wood; invincible; the fire burns the prairie fire, the water is gone, the blood of the heroes, for eternity! Nine Lords, it turns out that there are still people alive..."

Hearing these words, a raging flame suddenly ignited in Yun Yang's eyes. He murmured softly: "Yes, I'm still alive. Since I'm still alive, then there must be countless people who are going to die!"

"All those who have participated in the Tianxuan Cliff incident will die!"

"I have so many brothers' blood debts..." Yun Yang lowered his head, looked at Wu Wenyuan in front of him, and said softly: "You are the first one."

The blood in his eyes suddenly burned like a flame.
Chapter completed!
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