"Are you not dead?" Hu Fei was extremely surprised.

A rosy luster suddenly appeared on Wushuang's face. He opened his eyes and saw Hu Fei, and immediately smiled, as if he was very happy.

"No, I will die soon." Wushuang's tone was very calm: "The reason I still resurrected my soul by borrowing a corpse is because I have a persistent will in my heart. Now, I have something to tell you to convey to him."

"you say."

Hu Fei took a deep breath and wiped the crystal clearness from the corners of his eyes.

"Tell him who killed me, he will definitely avenge me... and tell him that Wushuang has already paid back the favor he owed him."

Wushuang smiled happily, as if she had absolute confidence, and Yang Fan would definitely avenge himself.

"Okay, I will definitely tell him, but don't die, don't die!"

Hu Fei shouted hard.

At the same time, he was also extremely shocked. What unknown secrets are there between Wushuang and Yang Fan?

Suddenly, he thought of the first decisive battle between Yang Fan and Wushuang.

Although Yang Fan told that battle, there were still many mysteries.

"After the decisive battle, you should have many opportunities to kill Wushuang..." Ling Feng asked that day.

Yang Fan said coldly: "He also has many opportunities to kill me."

"If any of Wushuang and I had a slight disagreement, then we both wouldn't want to live."

Yang Fan slowly raised his head and looked at a distant direction.

A trace of memories suddenly appeared in Wushuang's eyes.

On the desert oasis.

After a life-and-death battle, Wushuang and Yang Fan went to the difficulties and wiped out the Hanyue Gate, and they survived.

"Friend, I'm leaving..." Wushuang said, his figure a little lonely.

"Friend?" Yang Fan was stunned at the time.

Wushuang said slowly without looking back: "In this world, the only person who can give me confidence to hand over his back..."

Hu Fei didn't hear any sound, but through Wushuang's eyes, he felt everything.

Finally, he realized that Wushuang and Yang Fan were not only friends and opponents, but also "comrades-in-arms" who had survived life and death.

No wonder since that decisive battle, Wushuang, who was extremely arrogant and had completely different attitudes towards Yang Fan.

"Tell him...must tell him..."

The vitality in Wushuang suddenly disappeared.

The sword is broken, the soul is destroyed, and the body is dead.

Perhaps, Wushuang will no longer exist.

But his will will be immortal!

"ah!"

Hu Fei hugged Wushuang's body and cried with his head.

He is a carefree person, but he is crying in great sorrow at this moment, and he feels inexplicable.

However, before his death, Wushuang's face showed a happy smile.

His hand was tightly holding the half of the sword. When Hu Fei sorted out Wushuang's corpse, he could not pull out the broken sword no matter what.

Suddenly, Hu Fei understood: Born by the sword, die for the sword.

The sword is broken and the soul is destroyed.

The Sanyou Old Demon is worthy of being the master of the Demonic Taoism. He realized the mystery in just one fight.

On the other side, Yang Fan was still being chased by the Sanyou Old Demon.
Chapter completed!