The old face of Elder Lin showed a sigh of relief and silently stepped back to the side to prove his choice.

In addition to the elders of the forest retreating, other people have not moved again, still standing behind the white long wind, carrying the pressure of middle-aged men like giant mountains.

The middle-aged man smiled grimly and revealed a white tooth: "I have given you the last choice. If you don't cherish it, you can't blame me!"

After saying this, the middle-aged man took a deep breath and raised his hand again.

"You can do it, except for the elders of Lin, others are not allowed to let go!"

Elder Lin slowly let out a sigh of relief. It seems that his life is saved...

Bai Changfeng’s eyes suddenly sharpened. His fists were tightly covered with cold sweat. He was looking at those who came to him. He still did not look the same, and the black scorpion was covered with deep.

boom!

Suddenly, a fist rushed to the face, white long wind scorpion scorned, one side of the body, the danger of hiding in the past, but then, another sharp palm wind blowing from the side, crashed into his On the side of his body, his old body suddenly took a few steps and almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, at the crucial time, he put the long sword in his hand on the ground to stabilize his figure.

"The doorkeeper!"

The elders were white and hurried to the front of the white wind, and supported his crumbling body.

"Lord, how are you?"

Bai Changfeng shook his head, and the fierce light swept away to the person who attacked himself again. At this moment, he quickly raised his hand and pushed the elders to the side to meet.

The strength of these people is so strong, if only one or two, with the strength of Bai Changfeng can still resist the living, however, so many people, he is also difficult to fight with four fists, naturally fell below.

As for the other people in the medicine, under the group of masters, they are like newborn children, and there is absolutely no interest in attacking them.

Hey!

A long sword stretched out from behind, and the strength of Bai Changfeng's body was gradually lost. Facing the long sword, he was unrestrained, and suddenly passed through his back and fell into his chest.

The sight in front of him became blurred, and the sorrow spread from the bottom of his heart, making his heart bitter.

It seems that this time, it is really cheaper than the old thing of the illusion. After he died, Yan Er was only the old guy, a pro-grandfather, no one robbed him!

But...

He still can't see another look at Ning Er, nor did he see the scene of Yan Er and Ning Er's mother and daughter reunited. Do you need to go to find his wife?

This is also good, his dead wife is so lonely underneath, he is the time to accompany her...

In the end, Bai Changfeng laughed. At this moment, he was only fortunate. He was afraid that Bai Zhanpeng had been sent out before he let his son escape.

In the blurred vision, Bai Changfeng seems to have seen a familiar face.

The face was full of anger and sorrow, so it was so clearly reflected in his eyes...

"Before the death of the original people, there will be hallucinations. How can I see that Yan and her mother are back?"

After Bai Yan left the illusion, she went to a distant place with her husband. How can she come back at such a moment?

So, this must be his illusion...

When the white long wind fell, the woman in the illusion had already reached him, dragging the body he was about to fall to the ground.

A drop of cold liquid fell on his old face, as if telling sadness.