"Woo Ji Ji!" Just the next moment, the old monkey whose head, face and body were wrapped in corpse gas suddenly burst out and roared, "Boom!" In an instant, a blazing flame breath suddenly appeared on its body, and the power of the original fire protecting the body spread rapidly in a ripples, burning out the corpse gas in an instant.

At this moment, the monkey glared at Shang Shu, but the corners of his mouth slightly raised, showing a cruel sneer.

"Swish!" The next moment, the monkey jumped closer, and the shield in his palm suddenly burned red by the flames, and then he rushed into the body of Shang Shu.

This guy was so scared that he knew that as long as he took a step back, his upper body would probably be broken. As he had no choice but to use six arms to blast forward, intending to attack instead of defense and fight against the opponent with a tough attack.

"Boom!!" The crazy fire power wrapped around the shield and landed on the other party's claws. As soon as they were touched, they burned them to ashes. The remaining momentum did not diminish, and it hit the body of the Shangshu.

"Puff--" Shang Shu's mouth of blood almost spurted out all his life essence. After vomiting blood, he collapsed softly in place, but it did not die immediately. This was because Guan Heng had said before that he wanted to leave a living mouth, so this guy was lucky enough to keep a breath of rest.

"Bang!" The old monkey who had won a great victory threw the dying sacrificial technique in front of everyone. Now this guy was like a defeated dead dog, lying on the ground and gasping, but his eyes were unconscious and weaker.

"Shangshu, it's finally here, I'll take you on my way." As he said that, the ancient soul of Yezi slowly walked towards it, and then revealed something, and continued, "Do you still know this thing?"

"This, this short blade is..." Seeing the other party holding a short blade with mottled rust and cracks in his hand, a strange look appeared in Shangshu's eyes.

Taking a deep breath, the guy slowly sat up and said word by word: "Every craftsman of the Ancient Night Money tribe will create an item when he is an adult and sacrifice it in front of the ancestral spirit throne, which means that he can stand alone and is a real chubby man."

"This short blade is my coming-of-age gift work. I didn't expect it to be preserved until now..."

"That's right, this short blade was retained by the clan leader. In the years you left, it often looked at the short blade, frowned and pondered, thinking that it was its responsibility to not educate you well, because you...after all, you are its only son and the young clan leader of the clan."

When the ancient soul of Yezi said this, his voice became deeper and deeper: "When you were slaughtering the habitat of the ancient tribe of Yezi, the clan leader took almost nothing away, and only took this short blade. Before it died, he gave me this blade and declared that if he had the chance, he would definitely send the short blade back to you."

"Hmph, why is this? Are you trying to mock my first thing in the past that was so shoddy? Do you use it to humiliate me?" Speaking of this, Shang Shu wanted to laugh wildly, expressing his disdain, but he coughed strongly: "Cough cough cough..."

"You guessed it wrong. I'm going to give you this short blade, which represents the time of life and death. All grudges, love and revenge are no longer important. This thing is something you offer to the ancestors of the Ancient Clan of Ye Bao, and it is a treasure that relies on the souls of the tribe."

"Pu"

Gu Hunyan came here and threw the short blade in front of Shang Shu, and continued: "Young clan leader... cousin, you should use it to commit suicide. In that case, it proves that you still have a trace of repentance. On behalf of the clan leader and the dead clan, I forgive your crimes for your crimes and still admit that you are a member of the Ancient Clan of Ye Bao!"

"Uh?!" Hearing this, Shang Shu trembled all over, and his heart was filled with mixed feelings and could not control himself.

It is arrogant and believes that it is not understood by others, so it is isolated within the clan, gradually leading itself to a twisted life, and finally it is so crazy that it wants to kill all its tribes and even blood relatives to prove its existence. But now... there is a guy who hates it to the extreme, wanting to forgive himself?!

Is everything I did in this life futile?

"I, I..." He gently stroked the broken short blade with his trembling fingers. Shang Shu's mouth opened and he could no longer speak.

"Bang!" Suddenly, he reached out and clenched the short blade. The face of Shangshu became distorted and ferocious. It said with a bit of crazy attitude: "Hey, hey, hey... until now, you still look down on me, and you still want me to follow the path you arranged to complete the last step?"

"Stop kidding!!"

"I have been a bloodthirsty and vicious cruel man all my life. Killing my father and killing my parents. There is nothing I dare not do, but if I do it, I will never regret it!"

"This short blade represents everything I have for me as the Ancient Yeshi. Maybe, maybe it really hosts the souls of my ancestors. How can I let it end my life? I am not qualified to die as the Ancient Yeshi! "

"But I...but I..." Speaking of this, Shang Shu's tone became panicked: "Am I going to die?"

"Enough, cousin, stop talking."

The ancient soul of Ye Bao said at this moment: "Before you died, you had too many hallucinations and spent too much effort. You should hurry up and go on the road. Although your hands are covered with blood from the same clan, you may not be able to rest in peace, but this is the only opportunity you can regard as atonement."

"Are you waiting for death in a humble way, or be brave and self-destructive with regret? You should be able to tell what to do, right?"

Every word of the other party was typing on the soul of Shang Shu. This guy tried hard to resist because there was still a trace of boring self-esteem at work. He felt that if he died with regret, he would deny the path he had walked in his life. It would be ten times more painful than death.

For a proud and arrogant guy, admitting his mistake is a project of moving mountains and seas, which is very difficult and difficult!

However, Shang Shu had indeed felt regret in his heart. At first, this thing was like a tender seedling, but it grew bigger and bigger, occupying the entire body and mind, making Shang Shu painful, painful, and painful, until it could no longer bear it.

"Wow, ahhhh--"

"Puff!" In an instant, he grabbed the short blade with the broken finger of the remaining broken arm and poked it into his heart. Shangshu suddenly spit out a blood arrow.

It stared at the ancient soul of the night monkey in front of it with a dull look and opened its mouth, but the word was never said, but looking at its mouth shape, anyone could guess that it was a word "regret"!

At this moment, the ancient soul of Ye Wu turned around slowly and no longer looked at the other party's dead body. It whispered: "Master Guan, please cremate it into ashes and drift away with the wind."
Chapter completed!