bite!

Long Yin's knife stabbed Long Xiaoshan's skin, like stabbing a piece of steel.

Ding! Ding!

He stabbed at the other party again and again.

Puff!

When Long Yin stabbed him again, Long Xiaoshan disappeared. He used too much force and pounced on a stone. He didn't know when the blade turned back and came out of his back. Blood quickly flowed out along the knife, and Long Yin lay on the ground.

The only remaining vitality flowed away from him quickly.

Long Yin's breathing became more and more rapid, and his pupils continued to dilate.

At this moment.

Countless pictures of him from childhood to adulthood flashed through his mind, as if he had never had real happiness in his life.

Why?

Why?

Is it me?

With this unrelieved question in his heart, his body completely stopped moving.

at the same time.

In the Jing Temple in the northern suburbs, a beautiful nun suddenly trembled, and the wooden fish that was hit in her hand stopped, and two lines of clear tears fell silently.

Long Xiaoshan looked down at Long Yin who was motionless.

This former Prince Ganlong is dead.

He still remembered that when he first met Long Yin in the Barbarian Beast Mountains, he was so proud and noble. Now he has only returned to dust and earth. It is not a pity that the pitiful people must have something hateful.

Regarding Long Yin's death.

It's already destined.

Even if he didn't give him a knife, Long Yin wouldn't have a few days to live.

If the bloodline mutates out, he will die even worse.

Long Xiaoshan turned Long Yin's body over and pulled out the knife.

Then, he cut his fingers, drew talismans in the void, and blood-colored ancient symbols fell directly on Long Yin and quickly penetrated into it.

Gradually.
Chapter completed!