"You are dead, I will manage the Yuezhang Palace for you." Mo Wenchen also laughed wildly, he never put Zi Wuya in his eyes, although he lost it to his hand once.

However, he believes that he can certainly surpass him.

"Huh." Zi Wuya snorted coldly, squinting his eyes, and exhaled: "Wait for death."

The two of them are now quite equal, and there is no difference at all.

Mo Wenchen was poisoned, but Zi Wuya was exhausted.

"Ask Chen, he must not be allowed to take the plant back to life. Without Qiqi, no one can leave here alive, even Chu Fan." Hua Chi said with a breath.

Hearing Hua Chi's words, Zi Wuji's face darkened, and he seemed hesitant. He also knew this fact.

Without the Moon Soul in the hands of Su Qiqi, no one can walk out of the Broken Soul Pavilion.

Even if I recover as before, I can't leave here.

So he secretly shook his fist and clenched his teeth tightly, he was quite contradictory.

He really wanted a plant that was brought back to life.

But if you have to stand up and die, you can't leave here and it doesn't make any sense.

So he hesitated, and it was difficult to make up his mind.

"Ask Dust, kill him," Hua Chi said again before spitting out black blood. He couldn't hold on any longer.

"Okay." Mo Wenchen also nodded coldly, spit out a word, did not raise the Xuanyuan sword, because he had no energy.

Can only be freehand and Zi Wuyao move.

Zi Wuya didn't move, hesitated.

The corners of his lips were tight, as if thinking about something.

"Slow." Without waiting for Mo Wenchen to do something, Zi Wuya whispered, "I let you go first."

"Huh." Mo Wenchen snorted coldly, without moving, and slowly put his hands together, exhaling deeply.

He knew that if he really wanted to do it, he and Zi Wuji would probably die here.

He didn't want to die, at least he had to give the Qisheng Qisheng grass to Su Qiqi's hands.

Now Zi Wuya is about to end the truce, of course he agrees.

"Hua Chi, Hua Chi" Mo Wenchen didn't care about Zi Wuya anymore, but walked towards Hua Chi, patted his back gently, hoping he would wake up.

But Hua Chi fell asleep again.

His face was dark and blue, even his lips were blue.

It seems that he has been poisoned, fearing that he is powerless.

But he did not give up Hua Chi, shook his shoulders, and carried him on his shoulders again.

However, he was still guarded against Zi Wuya, so he walked forward from a distance.

Zi Wuya didn't care, shrugged his shoulders, and followed Mo Wenchen behind him.

However, he saw that Mo Wenchen's steps were a bit frivolous, and he was not stable at all. He didn't say anything, and he didn't offer to help him carry Hua Chi together.

Just follow the excitement to follow.

Seeing that he was about to reach his destination, Zi Wuya suddenly opened his eyes wide, and hurried forward with a sharp step toward Mo Wuchen, who walked in disorder.

Mo Wenchen, who had been guarding him, carried Hua Chi into a hug, and turned sideways to avoid the purple boundless attack.

Then he turned around and looked at Zi Wuya coldly: "It turns out that Zixianren is such a villain."

His tone was full of disdain.

"Just as long as you achieve your goal. At that time, the world is yours. No one will care whether you are a villain or a gentleman." Zi Wuya didn't care, he didn't care about fame.

He is right, as long as he is the monarch of the world, it is up to him whether he is good or bad.

Mo Wenchen closed his eyes fiercely, set Hua Chi aside, and took a deep breath. Now he is really dead.

Can only go one step at a time.

"Give up the plant that has been brought back to life." Zi Wuya said coldly, "It can also make you die happier."

"Which deer is dead is unknown." Mo Wenchen has never been the master of conceding, and of course he will not hand it over.

"Okay, then try it." Zi Wuya put on a posture, ready to fight, he just can't bear Mo Wenchen if he doesn't swallow the resurrection grass.

Because as long as Mo Wenchen is gone, he can control Su Qiqi.

Otherwise, Su Qiqi's heart is only on Mo Wenchen, even if she can urge the moon soul, it is no different from herself.

Better take advantage of this time to remove Mo Wenchen.

You know, this is a rare opportunity.

This time, Hua Chi was completely fainted and did not wake up again.

Mo Wenchen didn't speak, and he had accumulated strength. He could only use Zi Wuya to die, because he didn't have the strength to deal with him.

Zi Wuya smiled and looked careless.

He was absolutely sure to get rid of Mo Wenchen, because he could see that Mo Wenchen was extremely poisoned and he was already unstable.

Without any signs, Mo Wenchen and Zi Wuya suddenly moved, and rushed to each other with great killing intention, vowing to put each other to death.

At this point, Mo Wenchen couldn't care that the body in front of him was Zi Wuya, because he didn't kill Zi Wuya, and Zi Wuya would kill him.

Therefore, he can no longer show mercy.

They attacked the opponent with their bare hands and exhausted their full strength. Zi Wuji ’s body still had some mana, so he had the upper hand, but Mo Wenchen was unarmed and equally powerful.

Between Lightning, the two have already passed a dozen moves, regardless of competition.

It makes Zi Wuya admire Mo Wuchen a little bit. In this case, it can support for so long. It is really quite good.

Not ordinary people can hold it.

After a few more moves, Zi Wuya gradually gained the upper hand, and Mo Wenchen was out of energy.

He can sustain to this day because he is thinking of Su Qiqi, and he wants to save Su Qiqi.

He couldn't let Su Qiqi be in trouble, even if he lost his life.

Mo Wenchen could not see the enemy, and Xu Huang retreated, shook it, and spit out a large amount of blood. The blood had turned black, and it was obviously poisoned into the lungs.

Seeing like this, is that Zi Wuya doesn't shoot, Mo Wenchen can't live long.

As long as Zi Wuya drags on to keep him from moving forward.

"Give it up, and you can't deliver it to that girl's hand." Zi Wuya sneered, and stretched out his hand, looking arrogant.

Thinking of Mo Wenchen's death soon, his mood was exceptionally good.

The person he fears the most is Mo Wenchen, whose strength is inestimable.

Make him have to be careful.

"It's impossible." Mo Wenchen stood upright and said coldly, while looking around, thinking about how to get rid of the purple boundlessness, and send things to Su Qiqi's hands.

Seeing him like this, Zi Wuya didn't move. Instead, he froze at the corner of the robe and sat down gently, which was blocking the road and letting no one go.

Looking at him like this, Mo Wenchen also understood what he wanted to do, and he felt helpless for a while.

When he met such an opponent, he was really crazy.

As time went by, Mo Wenchen also felt more and more confused. Even without consciousness, poisonous gas attacked his heart, and he was really unable to return to the sky. He was afraid that he would not be able to see the last side of Su Qiqi.

But he hasn't given up Qishengqi to Su Qiqi's hands. Now Su Qikai is still very painful.

What can he do to change the status quo?

Looking at Hua Chi again, he was still lying there motionless.

Whether it is dead or alive, it is already difficult to tell.

"How about you die in a while, I can still take the baby out of your virtual tripod." Zi Wuya continued, and he didn't want to get to the point where he is now, but it was already like this and there was no way back.

He must not let Mo Wenchen go back alive, so that everyone would row himself out.

And they will deal with themselves unanimously.

Hua Chi's finger moved, only a little.

However, Mo Wenchen saw it. At that moment, he saw hope and knew that Hua Chi must have been called, so that he could change the current situation. Shao Hua Ji: Xiaoyao abandoned the concubine:

He really couldn't hold it.

Just waiting for a while, Mo Wenchen felt that his consciousness had begun to dissipate, and he could not wait to rescue the soldiers.

Zi Wuya didn't notice Hua Chi's movements, but he sat there unhurriedly, but watched Mo Wenchen at any time.

While thinking about time, dozens of counts, Mo Wenchen will surely fall.

Sure enough, he counted down to ten, Mo Wenchen looked up resentfully, and then spit out blood, sitting still.

Seeing this, Zi Wuya stepped forward and tried the breath of the Mo Mo method first. It is already very weak. If you do n’t feel it in detail, it ’s really like no breath.

Zi Wuya didn't hesitate, and took out the resurrection grass. Then, he still gave Mo Wenchen a hand knife and let him lie on the ground by sitting upright.