Chapter 295 The Death of Ziyun

Zuo Zixin always thought that this matter was over. After all, she let Ziyun go, and she was seriously injured again. It was impossible to find fault so quickly.

However, she never thought that Ziyun would not come, and the person who came was the host.

"Oh, my friend, there is a fierce man outside who doesn't know what he is shouting about. My friend, it's time to show your heroism. Mr. Peony suddenly broke into the room and said a strange word.

Zuo Zixin put down the book in her hand and raised her eyebrows. "Peony, I always think you are very heroic. You are the most heroic person I have ever seen."

Peony was immediately happy and grabbed Zuo Zixin's sleeve, and the whole face almost approached Zuo Zixin's face. A series of movements of Peony shocked Zuo Zixin, and the book in her hand also fell to the ground.

What does this guy want to do?

"My friend, you think so too. You are indeed my best friend. Oh, let me go out and get rid of that fierce man.

After saying that, it turned into a wind and floated out, which was so fast that it made people smack.

Zuo Zixin rubbed her eyebrows and picked up the book on the ground helplessly. What just happened? Is there any fog in the clouds? Hey, Mr. Peony is getting more and more second-handed.

In other words, who will be outside?

Zuo Zixin planned to go out to see what happened, but when she thought that Mr. Peony was outside, her interest became uninteresting. Outside, let's leave it to Mr. Peony to play.

She picked up the book and had just found the place where she had just read it, and the door was knocked open again. The peony, who was neatly dressed just now, actually returned in a messy posture.

It's so embarrassing, Zuo Zixin sighed.

"Wow, my friend, there are still such terrible people in the world." Peony rushed over, but was cleverly avoided by Zuo Zixin and only held his hand.

Actually, she would like to ask whether the peony is a flower or an octopus?

Zuo Zixin symbolically patted the back of the peony and asked, "Who is outside?" Peony's difficult index can be said to be four and a half stars, but it is so embarrassing to come back. Is it that you met a master?

"Oh, my friend, that man has blue-faced fangs and a tiger-headed snake body, which is extremely horrible. My friend, you must have never seen such a person. Peony shouted and drew with his hands and feet.

Zuo Zixin's face sank. Is this the fairyland, isn't it the World of Warcraft? The person who convinces her of the tiger-headed snake is simply difficult to go to the blue sky. There are many bad-looking immortals in the fairyland, but there will be no such strange-looking people.

Presumably, Mr. Peony exaggerated his resignation.

"Hmm." Zuo Zixin nodded and didn't intend to refute his words. She just asked, "What is he shouting about?" Those who dare to run to the Sunday Fairy King to shout must be very bold.

Peony dragged his head and recalled the man's shouting, "He scolded, 'Zuo Zixin, get out of here, Zuo Zixin, don't hide in it, get out of here.'"

After parroting, he held his head and said strangely, "My friend, who is Zuo Zixin? Do we have this person here?

Peony looks like scratching his ears and cheeks, which makes Zuo Zixin suddenly feel powerless.

My friend, will Zuo Zixin stand in front of you? How much do you ignore her? What kind of best friend? He doesn't even know his friend's name and is called his best friend. Is there such a friend?

Zuo Zixin sighed and separated her face. She had no intention of reminding the confused Peony.

Sure enough, she doesn't expect the peony to rely on it once.

She waved her sleeves and walked out of the room when the peony was still immersed in her own thinking.

After going out, she saw a big man standing at the door, angry. Ha, isn't this man the host or who?

Sure enough, he hit the little one and came to the old man. Zuo Zixin shook her head helplessly, walked two steps, put on a warm smile and said, "Yo, isn't this the host? What brings you here?"

The host's teeth are itchy, but he doesn't like her. He pointed to Zuo Zixin, "Zuo Zixin, either you die or I die today." During the words, his offensive also unfolded, which made Zuo Zixin overwhelmed.

While resisting, she was depressed. She didn't kill her daughter. Do you need to kill her all?

"Hung Dao, the seal is not in my hands. Don't bully others too much?" Zuo Zixin was angry and covered her wound. This host is simply trying his best. The tiger is not powerful. Does he really think he is a sick cat?

The host stopped his hand and his eyes were red. "Zuo Zixin, you bullied people too much."

"Okay, in that case, I'm not polite." Zuo Zixin almost wanted to vomit blood, and the people in their family all had paranoia, which made them look so vicious.

As soon as Zuo Zixin's voice fell, a giant beast emerged from the door and rushed to the host. Kirin is a mythical beast, and he followed the Sunday Fairy King to conquer the battlefield. As soon as he came out, he looked up to the sky and roared deafening, which made people retreat.

The host not only did not retreat, but also took two steps forward. Looking at Kirin's eyes turned red, as if he had seen his enemy.

"Evil beast, today I will avenge my son." The host shouted loudly, his feet off the ground, flew over F and sat on the back of the unicorn, and his fist kept falling on its back.

Kirin's skin is rough and thick, and although the power of her fist can't cause him fatal harm, her uninterrupted fist mixed with fairy spirit also made her scales begin to congest.

It kept swaying its body, trying to throw the host off its body. Unfortunately, I tried several times in a row, but it was useless.

Zuo Zixin exclaimed, his brain was a little blocked and he couldn't turn around. When did Lan kill the host's son?

The host had only one daughter before he ascended, and then gave birth to another daughter. The immortal's fertility is low, and it is no longer easy to have a daughter. According to what she knows, the host only has a daughter and no son.

She can't think of who her son is?

Seeing that Lan was about to stand it, Zuo Zixin pulled a bow and shot an arrow, and rescued Kirin while the host avoided it. She sat on the back of the unicorn and was separated from the host. "Hir, although we have a grudge, we will not kill people. What the hell do you mean by this?"

Nima, she not only wants to kill her, but also wants to kill Kirin. Isn't she just hurting his daughter and robbed his magic weapon? Do you need to work so hard?

"Zuo Zixin, you killed my son. I will let you repay this bloody hatred today. Today, even if the Immortal Emperor comes, he can't stop me. The host said that the umbrella in his hand rotates at a high speed.

Really?

"Hung, don't spray people with blood. You wanted to kill me, so why do you find some ridiculous excuses? Son, your son can't even be born. It's ridiculous to let me kill your son. Zuo Zixin stood with his hands on his back. If he wanted to add a crime, there was no need to worry.

Since the host wants to fight, she will fight well. Anyway, if you can't win, you can still escape, and it's not shameful to lose.

The host listened to Zuo Zixin's words, and a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat. He pointed to Zuo Zixin and almost lost his breath. He has no son but a daughter. His little daughter was loved as much as a son, and he didn't expect to be poisoned by Zuo Zixin.

Now, Zuo Zixin still uses this to mock him.

"Zuo Zixin, you killed Yun'er, and you still dare to quibble."

His rhyme woke up from his nightmare and didn't eat or drink, and his expression was in a trance, as if he had left his soul. He didn't look at her for a moment, so he was stolen by her.

The host also knew that she was going to avenge Zuo Zixin. Based on the hatred between them, the host did not take this matter seriously. Zuo Zixin is a fairy at best. No matter how strong her cultivation is, as long as she is trapped in the sky, she will not be able to turn the sky.

Even if Zuo Zixin escapes, she will peel off her skin if she doesn't die, and it is impossible to kill Yun'er. Thinking about this, the host was relieved and did not look for rhyme.

How can I know that not long after Yun'er went out, his heart suddenly hurt and he felt that Yun'er was in danger. After all, he still missed it. By the time he arrived at the scene, Ziyun Xianji had fallen into a pool of blood. After dying for a long time, even her fairy soul was destroyed.

At this moment, the host was so sad and angry that he couldn't wait to dismember his enemy. He saw Lan and Zuo Zixin through the last image in Ziyun Xianji's eyes, so he naturally pressed the murderer on their heads.

"Zi Yun is dead?"

Zuo Zixin frowned. Isn't it too unscientific? She remembers that Ziyun was still alive and well when they left. Although she was seriously injured, she could still breathe, right? Ziyun is an immortal Xiaoqiang, how can she hang up easily?

Besides, she let Lan show mercy, and she is unlikely to die.

"Zuo Zixin, don't pretend. You not only killed Yuner, but also destroyed her soul. This hatred of killing a woman is not the same."

When the host said this, he glared at Zuo Zixin angrily. If Yun'er's soul is still there, he can reincarn her, but even her soul has disappeared, and she is completely dead.

There are not many people who can have such ability in the fairy world. Zuo Zixin happens to be a ghost cultivation and an apprentice of Pluto. This kind of soul-grabbing technique is what they are good at. In addition, the last image in the eyes of Ziyun Xianji is Zuo Zixin and others. He believes that the person who killed Ziyun and took away her soul is undoubtedly Zuo Zixin.

"Hung, I admit that I hurt Ziyun Xianji, but I didn't kill her at all, let alone take away her soul." Zuo Zixin frowned. This matter is really tricky. How could a good person die?

"Zuo Zixin, do you think I will believe you?" The hatred between the two families can be traced back to ten thousand years ago, making him believe that this matter was not done by Zuo Zixin and impossible at all.

"Believe it or not, anyway, I didn't kill Ziyun at all." Zuo Zixin said coldly that he was ready to fight. Will the host believe her? How is that possible?

There is only one battle now.