Chu Leer shakes the arms of the city and dances to the city and sighs.

He was known as a poison doctor in the past, not only is his poisonous technique strong, but his medical skills are also extremely brilliant! When I saw the first look of Wei Youyan, I knew that I had not saved it.

Chu Leer’s eyes were red, and he was crying.

"If you don't want me to kill them, I will let them go." The dance city said to Chu Yang.

"The sooner the better!" Chu Yang nodded, turned around, faintly said: "Chen Jia, Chen Tianxing, remember! My name is Chu Yang! When one day, when Chu Yang went to Chen, it was Chen Jia. When the genocide!"

Chen Tianxing snorted and wanted to put a few words, but his lips moved and finally did not say it.

Waving a hand and shouting: "Let's go!"

I am leaving.

Frowning the city, frowning, said: "So I want to go? The rules of the rivers and lakes, have you forgotten at half?"

Chen Tianxing hated almost vomiting blood, handed a palm, cut off his little finger, and slid down on the ground, trembled and said: "Dancing seniors, is this enough?"

Dancing the city is ruthlessly shaking his head: "Not enough!"

Chen Tianxing took a deep breath and cut down two more fingers: "Predecessors? Can you think... can you tell me?"

Dancing the city frowns: "The third time I still don't let me be satisfied, I will do it myself!"

Chen Tianxing screamed, his palm was like a knife, and he slammed his left shoulder down, **** thrown on the ground, twitching and stunned, his face pale, and said in a word: "Now the predecessors will be satisfied. ”

Dance the city face a cold: "The attitude gives me respect! The old man is to keep you to Chu Yang, or else, do you think these are enough for me to satisfy? Your Majesty! Shantou! Then roll!"

Chen Tianxing’s throat snorted and gasped.

Everyone behind them was also angry.

The murder is not overwhelming, and dancing the city is too much. Chen Tianxing, who is the seventh ancestor of Chen’s family, has broken his arm three times, but he still wants to let him go.

The dance of the city's eyelids turned over, and Sen Ran said: "Do not lick, all die!"

Chen Tianxing screamed and squirted a blood, and turned over and stumbled: "Dance seniors. Stars bid farewell!"

You and others must not die here. If you can't go back even if you go back, people will find it in the future, and the family is completely unprepared. It is really a disaster...

"Roll!" Danced the city indifferently spit out a word.

Chen Tianxing trembled and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood. He couldn’t stand up and his body trembled. I fainted.

Chen’s other people will pick up Chen Tianxing. One by one silently, quickly retired.

Chu Yang did not look up from beginning to end.

Tens of thousands of people hated the eyes and almost bleeding, watching the Chen family leave. The root bite creaked.

"Leer, take out your Yuehua Tianbao! With Chu Yang's Bu Tianyu, gather the soul for him!" said the city.

......

Under the command of the dance city. Chu Yang fully cooperated, and the combination of Yuehua Tianbao and Butianyu was a little bit. In the side of Wei Wuyan, slowly gathered together a piece of white brilliance.

Formed a big circle, wrapped his body inside.

Immediately, a little sporadic phantom fragment rises from Wei’s body, slowly inside the aperture above. Formed a shape of the human body.

The more and more fragments of the virtual shadows, the more slowly, the appearance of Wei Wuyan.

The tears in the eyes of Chu Leer could not flow out.

For a long time, the debris no longer emerges. Wei Wuyan’s virtual shadow body has also recovered. I saw him open his eyes, it seems to have seen Chu Yang and other people, the illusory face. Actually, a smile of relief was revealed.

"Wei brother..." Chu Yang breathed deeply: "You... your wish, finished..."

Wei Wuyan nodded in the shadow, and his eyes were urgent.

Wu Yanjian has turned into pieces with his attack, but at the moment, Wei Wuyan’s illusion. He also grabbed a sword. No Yan Jian!

Chu Yang is sour!

Just last night!

It was last night! The conversation with Wei Wuyan is also clearly in the ear!

Wei Wuyan said: I will not take the initiative to find death!

In fact, I am not willing to you!

I can't bear to both of them. But now, I have a brother and I can't bear it.

Although I will not take the initiative to find death, but if I die in battle... still ask you, meet my wishes, give me, Tianlan!

......

When I think of this, Chu Yang’s heart is like a knife.

Wei Wu Yan’s heart is as old as death, and he has already had a death. We finally persuaded him not to take the initiative to find death, and finally re-established the goal of life for him, and also let him have new concerns...

But at this time, death!

The trickery of life is really speechless! Crying and laughing, but helpless!

If it is to die, why wait until he has hope and pinning?

So for him, isn’t it too cruel for the brothers? Too cruel? ! !

In the eyes of Wei Wuyan’s illusory eyes, there is an urgency.

Chu Yang powerlessly closed his eyes!

The dance city sighed and the hands were strong. The repair of the nine peaks of the supreme peak played out, and slowly formed a gas field...

Slowly squeeze!

The shadow of Wei Wuyan was squeezed into his own body in an instant, but he could not enter.

Dance a city, a full force!

Wei Wuyan's virtual shadow entered his own body.

Resurrection, of course impossible, but ... can create a kind of phenomenon before dying!

"Fast!" The dance of the city is full of red, apparently has done its best.

At this moment, Wei Wuyan’s body trembled and his mouth blew out blood. Both eyes seem to be stunned...

Chu Yang shot like electricity, a piece of Tianlan is at this moment, brushing a voice to Wei Wuyan's mouth.

Immediately, Tianlanlan immediately turned into a colorful streamer and disappeared.

The dance city coughed and slowly recovered. His face is more tired.

The person who has been shattered by the soul, who can't die any more, must use external force to force the soul into the body of death... This kind of extreme sports, even if it is a dance city, can't last long.

With the dance of the city, Wei Wuyan’s body slowly rises to the virtual shadow just now. At this moment, it is obvious that Wei Wuyan’s face is happy, on his head. Topped with a dozen colored petals.

His eyes gratefully looked at Chu Yang, and his nostalgic faces passed over the faces of the brothers, revealing a smile.

The lips seem to move.

He can't say the sound, but Chu Yang can still see from his lips, Wei Wuyan said something.

"Hey, Xiaozhan... I am coming..."

At that time, he died the name of his wife and baby!

At this moment, Wei Wuyan looked blank and with expectations. Also with awkwardness.

......

Chu Yang only feels hot and cold. Loud: "Wei brother, you are not seeing your wife and children! You are only blinded! The fault is not in yourself!"

"And, the great hatred has been reported!"

"You can find them glamorously! Take care of them! Tell them! This is good news!"

"Do you understand?"

Wei Wu's face of the virtual shadow showed a relief. Nodded to Chuyang.

"Wei brother! I wish you a family reunion!" Chu Yang heavy fist: "If there is an afterlife, you and I will be brothers!"

10,000 people, into a single shadow, the package does not return three people at the same time hold a fist ceremony: "Wei brother, I wish you a family reunion! If there is an afterlife. Let's be a brother!"

Chu Leer’s voice choked: “Die Big Brother, I wish you and your nephew a happy reunion...”

In the shadow, Wei Wuyan put his hands together, clenched his fists, and bent down to the crowd, then stood up and bowed to the dance city.

Dancing in the city with a smile.

Wei Wuyan floated up, with nostalgia on his face, waving to Chu Yang and others.

immediately. The higher the rise, the more gradually disappeared between heaven and earth.

茫茫天地地, it seems that there is a faint sigh that creeps away... just like Wei’s heart...

Chu Yang deeply sighed.

Chu Leer cried in Chu Yang's arms, his eyes were swollen: "Big brother, you said Wei Da Ge, can he reunite with his wife and son?"

"Can, can be!" Chu Yang caress Chu Leer's hair. Said softly.

It seems to be comforting Chu Leer, but Chu Yang is not comforting himself...

Really hope... you can find it!

Really hope... you can have an afterlife!

If there is... I hope that your future life will be unbearable.

......

Wei Weiyan was sent away and everyone was silent.

Wan Jie and Cheng Youying are not still trying to dig the grave. We must put Wei Wuyan’s body into the earth.

They did not use the cultivation, but with two hands and a long sword. Digging in the most primitive way.

It seems that Wei Wuyan did not enter the soil for a moment, he was still at his side, and his brother was still alive... Although he knew that it was impossible, the three were still doing this.

Let this feeling of your own brother stay for a moment.

It is also good.

Chu Yang怔怔 looked up and looked at the clouds.

At this moment, he has some incomparable resentment! Resentful to fate, resentful of heaven!

If he must die, why bother to give him hope?

Since I gave hope to the care, why did he cruelly let him die when he just had the concern and sustenance of living?

The dance city stands next to Chu Yang: "What?"

Chu Yang took a breath and said faintly: "Nothing, just now, what is the so-called God of God, the so-called fate is really fucking!"

He danced in the city and took a deep breath. He shared the same feeling: "Yes, it is really fucking...won..."

He said the words 'the year' and suddenly closed his mouth again.

Chu Yang knows that he touched the scene and remembered the brothers of that year, the nine brothers of the year! Chu Yang did not turn his head, but still can feel the dance of the city's lips.

Chu Yang can feel the **** pain of the nearly lingering in the heart of the city...

For a long time, even Chu Yang couldn’t think of it. The dance city finally said this sentence completely. Although he forcibly suppressed and kept himself calm, his voice was trembling, but even Chu Leer could hear it: ...that year...I have such a brother...I have it too!"

He looked up, closed his eyes and whispered: "Do they... have an afterlife?"

This sentence is very light, it seems to ask Chu Yang, seems to be asking the sky, seems to be asking himself...

The sound of the aftertaste drifts in the sky...

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