His eyes gradually became confused and chaotic. There were mountains and thunders deep in his soul, and there were almost collapsed cracks inside his Taoist body! "I, I remember, I am... Lin, Lin--"

"What do you remember?" Miao Rutai asked further.

I don't want to die!

It doesn’t depend on the future of the Lin family, the responsibility of the family, and the expectations about grandpa, it’s just simple - I don’t want to die! In order to survive, to live better, to climb higher, I can do anything... anything!

Lin Guangming's soul was filled with a roar like a trapped beast, but his will was falling like a withered flower. It was too difficult! It was too difficult!

He climbs forward every day and every day, he is cautious and does not make any mistakes. Why is he always lacking a little luck and always blocked by danger at the door?

Find a way! Find a way! Find a way!

Lin Guangming tried his best not to let himself collapse.

At this moment, he suddenly looked up and there was another person in front of him.

Qu Shoufu, who was descended by Jiang Wang, cut into this space like a sword. He cut into the middle of him and Miao Rutai, holding the frosty white sword of Guanwen in his hand, and stood in front of him.

This is a figure he fears.

Many times he appears in his dreams, it is his nightmare.

He wanted to destroy this figure countless times, but he could only watch the figure becoming stronger and stronger, higher and higher, and in the end it was out of reach.

Junior Brother Jiang... Senior Brother! Master Pavilion! I don’t hate you. I dare not hate you. I don’t want to die!! Lin Guangming stared in his eyes in a daze, as if there was infinite light in front of him. And all the sounds were gradually distant...

"What does Zhengjun Jiang mean? Why are he using a sword to stand against each other?" Miao Rutai asked in confusion: "In this case, this person still dares not say his name. Isn't it enough to explain the problem?"

Jiang Wang asked back: "Why do you think he dare not speak his name?"

Miao Rutai said quickly: "He already knows that his lies will be exposed. He has realized how much he has missed in the two years he was expelled by the Lord of Shanhai. He dare not compete with anyone for fame because he does not know which person's identity was a trap I set in the morning - He knew that his death date had come, but he wanted to delay it with hesitation. Jiang Zhenjun, don't waste time anymore! Transcending the urn limits His power, and killing him now twice the result with half the effort. But the longer the time delays, the less secret there will be for [Nameless] here! When He understands this, I don't know what will happen!"

"Why don't you listen to him stammering until the end? What are you going to say?" Jiang Wang said stubbornly: "I don't think it's about this time."

"I know that everyone is very nervous now, and each of us is suspicious. I also understand your caution and uncertainty. This time I invite you here, which makes you take a lot of risks. Our State of Chu accepts your affection." Miao Rutai calmed down and said, "What you should do is done, let's go to the side and let me do it. As long as you kill [The Unknown], everything will be fine."

"Whatever Jiang Wang says is what he says." Chen Kaixu, who was indeed named "Zuo Xiao", suddenly spoke.

Miao Rutai frowned and looked over.

Chen Kaixu had a expressionless face and a very light tone: "I have confirmed that he is Jiang Wang, so I unconditionally support his choice. I cannot completely confirm my identity for everyone except him. So, don't talk nonsense."

This sentence is already considered harsh.

Jiang Wang said: "I think I can give the city king some more time. Listen to how he confirms his name."

Miao Rutai was obviously a little anxious, but forced himself to hold it back: "Since that's the case--"

sirsirs - A strange hiss suddenly sounded behind Jiang Wang, or rather, inside the body of the city king.

This extremely sharp sound also swallowed Miao Rutai's words.

His face suddenly changed and he swept forward quickly: "Be careful!"

At this moment, Jiang Wangyi pressed the sword and turned away slanted, keeping a safe enough distance from Miao Rutai and Lin Guangming. The sword energy drew a clear tail thread between Miao Rutai and Lin Guangming.

"Uh...ah, yell!!!"

But when he saw the Eighth Palace Urban King wearing a mask of Yama, he suddenly roared.

His clothes were torn apart in an instant, and he could see his naked body bulging up small bags in an instant, as if something was squirming inside.

Tear up!

His skin was torn apart, like a piece of paper was torn apart.

A flesh worm emerged from the back of his neck, and it grew when the wind grew, and it quickly grew into bright red and white tentacles.

Tear! Tear! Tear!

Tentacles kept coming out of this Taoist body, turning him into a succulent monster, two of which were twisted and twisted on the ground, supporting him up.

The mask was still tightly embedded on the face, but the part covering the mouth had melted.

"Ahhhh!"

His mouth cracked, turning into a hideous mouthpiece with intertwined fangs, and his tongue twisted like a snake's letter.

"The foolish people in the world take 'nameless' as my name!"

"I have been searching for me thousands of times, but I don't know that I am everywhere!"

He roared and looked at Jiang: "If you want to know my name, you should pay my birthday to you and die for me!"

Jiang Wang had no reaction yet, but Xu San, who followed Jiang Wang closely, was shocked. He put a protective seal on Jiang Wang, and his body was already distant like the spring breeze.

We can't always stick to the end of the horse, and we will still be at peace with each other!

It’s not that he is not loyal enough, this is not a battle he can get involved in at all.

The urban king is really the [nameless person]!

Jiang Wang, who was flying away, suddenly had a spiral protective seal on his body. The Taoist sect was authentic and weak. He didn't care, so he turned around and raised his sword to face the flesh-bearded monster transformed by the city king.

The sword energy outside his body surged, cutting the body protection seal that was in trouble to pieces.

Unlike Tian Anping and Yin Guan, those who did not surrender, they all came to this transcendent urn. If they died here, they were really dead!

That's why Miao Rutai kept saying that he wanted to kill [The Unknown] here.

The Descendant urn limits the power of [The Unknown], and this is indeed the best execution ground.

But Jiang Wang turned around and held the sword without hesitation at all.

Those who die the fastest on the battlefield are often the ones who are most afraid of death.

He especially won't escape from the battle today, because Zuo Xiao, who has long regarded as a relative, is here!

However, there was a figure faster than him.

Starlight surrounds the body and forms a star robe, and behind them are the shadows of gods.

The power of gods and ghosts, arrays of stars and stars.

But it is Miao Rutai!

"Be careful! Let me be present!"

Miao Rutai, who was indeed named "Zhuge Yixian", did not hesitate to face the flesh-bearded monster whose body was still changing: "This is... a war between the Chu people!"

His Taoist body suddenly rose up, as if filling the entire room.

For a moment, there was a shadow of gods on the dome.

There are traces of evil ghosts on the ground.

Ghosts cry and gods howl, resonating here, making the listener cry sad.

But I heard a "sniff" sound-

The sharp sound directly tore through the howling of ghosts and gods.

A tentacle pierced Miao Rutai's abdomen and came out of his back, thumping—
Chapter completed!