Chapter 19

In the depths of the back mountain of the unknown faction, Ding Chong, who had been bitten by a thousand-footed centipede and fell to the ground. At this time, like a ghost possessed, he suddenly bounced up from the ground, holding the "purple electric light" and shouted, "Those who block me will die!"

Seeing such a scene, Wen Zhao and the other three were also shocked. Hei Yunqi said, "This man is about to die. How can he recover so fast?"

Lian Meng carefully looked at Ding Chong's face and described it as stiff and red. She couldn't help but move her heart, "Is it... alas, it's impossible!"

Wen Zhao saw Ding Chong's fierce appearance, like a devil. His heart was really like a knife, and he was in great pain. "Big brother, why don't you wake up? Don't you feel guilty for these things that are unrighteous and unreasonable?

Ding Chong stared at Wen Zhao with red and swollen eyes, his lips trembled, and his mouth was slightly open, as if he wanted to speak. But immediately, he trembled all over, roared at the sky, and stabbed Wen Zhao with the "purple electric light".

Wen Zhao didn't see it in vain and watched Ding rushing towards him motionless.

When Lian Meng and the black cloud saw that Wen was as stupid, they did not dodge and saw that the 'purple electric light' was coming. He hurriedly attacked Ding Chong from both sides, hoping that Ding Chong would have to return to avoid in order to protect himself, so as to let Wen Zhao avoid the disaster.

But Ding Chong did not avoid the offensive of the two, and the "Purple Electric Godmang" deeply pierced Wen Zhao's left chest. The magic weapon of Lianmeng and Black Cloud also hit Ding Chong's body heavily, and immediately smashed Ding Chong's body to pieces.

A dark shadow rushed out of Ding Chong's body and disappeared into the distance like lightning.

The black cloud shouted loudly, held a crutch, drove the wind, and chased after the shadow like a mad tiger.

"Wen Zhao!" Lianmeng shouted and hugged Wen Zhao's body, which was about to fall. She gently held Wen Zhao's body in her arms, and her chest was immediately stained red by Wen Zhao's blood.

Lian Meng's eyes were wet. She gently picked up Wen Zhao's hair and said, "Silly child, why don't you avoid it?"

Wenzhao's face was pale and scary. She opened her dry lips and smiled, "Sister, why are you... crying," she stretched out her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of Lian Meng's eyes, but she felt that her arm seemed to be a heavy burden and could not lift it.

Lian Meng hurriedly grabbed Wen Zhao's hand and felt as cold as ice cubes, so she gently pressed Wen Zhao's hand on her face and squeezed out a smile, "Good sister, my sister didn't cry. Don't be afraid. My sister will take you back to Bai Zhangmen immediately. He is superb in Taoism and must have a way to save you.

"No need," Wen Zhao's voice was as weak as an ant, "This injury, this injury can't be saved!"

After hearing this, Lianmeng couldn't help crying, "Good sister, don't be discouraged. There must be a way. By the way, you like Mr. Lu in your heart, but you haven't confessed to him yet. If he does, he may be happy if he knows that you also like him! You must cheer up!" While talking, you have to pick up the pity dream.

"Don't hug me," Wen Zhao struggled with the last trace of strength, "Sister Lianmeng, I have something to say to you."

Seeing Wen Zhao struggling, the blood on his chest stopped like a spring. The pity dream was so scared that he dared not move again, "Okay, okay, I won't hug. If you have anything to say, tell me quickly.

"You, do you know what Brother Ding said to me before he was alive?"

Lian Mengqi said, "Why did he speak to you?"

"He said," Wenzhao cheered up and said, "We grew up together, and I spoke to him very clearly. He said two words 'kill me' before he stabbed me!"

Lian Meng hugged Wen Zhao and cried, "Silly boy, you don't have to die for him!"

Wen Zhao shook his head gently, "It's not martyrdom, I'm willing to die. He asked me to kill him. How can I do it? Instead of killing him, let him kill me. The love debt of this life, I, will be offset by death. After saying that, Wen Zhao was tired and out of breath, but his face was a little ruddy.

Pian Meng saw it and knew that this was before Wen Zhao returned to the light

's omen was greatly grated, and tears fell down like silver beads that had fallen off the line.

"Sister," Wen Zhao smiled and said, "Sister

Is your sister a demon? My sister's emotions are even more delicate than people's.

"Good sister, stop talking," Lianmeng cried, "Let your sister take you away. There is always a way to save you."

"It's really unnecessary," Wen Zhao said with a smile, "That's good. Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu asked his sister to take care of him for the rest of his life. If God is pitiful, let me be born in your family and be your child..." Speaking of the last few words, Wen Zhao's hand slowly slipped from the pitiful dream's hand, his eyes slowly closed, and a line of tears slowly flowed down from the corners of his eyes, and it was dry before reaching his cheeks, which seemed to indicate the poor woman's grief. A short life.

"sister!" Lianmeng visited Wenzhao's nose with his hand, and there was no breath.

The mountain wind stopped, and the birds and beasts in the forest stopped singing, and there was silence around.

Wenzhao's body in Lianmeng's arms slowly became cold, and Lianmeng still held her tightly in her arms, as if her mother was holding her child and singing children's songs to coax her to sleep.

At this time, the black cloud returned and walked to Lianmeng's side. "The shadow ran so fast that I couldn't catch up." Heiyun looked at Wen Zhao in Lianmeng's arms and asked, "How is this girl's injury?"

Pian Meng raised her tearful face and said, "She, she's gone."

Heiyun couldn't help but be stunned. No matter how stupid he was, he knew the meaning of "walking". He couldn't help stamping his feet and sighing, "What a good girl! It's a pity."

Lianmeng wiped the tears and blood stains on Wen Zhao's face with her sleeves and gently put her on the ground. Seeing that the "purple electric light" was still deeply inserted in Wenzhao's chest, Lianmeng closed her eyes and reached out to pull it out.

"Purple Electric Godmang" is a flying sword about one foot long, which was originally Bai Dingtian's magic weapon and was given to Ding Chong. I don't want things to go wrong now, and the sword is dying.