Chapter 464 Dust settles

Huo Du took Zhuo Zhiyuan and fled quickly. He wanted to take the elevator back to the main hall of the Xixia Palace on the ground, and then escape from here and make another plan.

However, Huo Du didn't expect that he had traveled to the 12th century A.D. After that he had changed not only the age, but also the architectural structure of this underground mausoleum. The back door of the mausoleum, which had been chiseled by him and the defeated dragon, was now tightly closed intact. Where is there a passage? This situation immediately made Huo Du dumbfounded!

"Uh...how could this happen? When he came in, it was obviously unimpeded..." Huo Du had a headache and was puzzled.

Just when Huo Du was stunned, Li Mochou and Shenglong had already caught up one after another. Shenglong was controlled by Huo Du because Zhuo Zhiyuan, he did not dare to act rashly, and could only confront Huo Du five or six meters apart.

But Li Mochou didn't care so much. With a shout, he raised his right hand, and more than a dozen ice and silver needles in his hand flew out of his hand and shot at Huo Du. "Huo Du, you have no way to escape. Let your hands die!"

More than a dozen ice silver needles quickly shot at Huo Du's surroundings and body with the sound of wind, almost blocking his retreat on both sides, leaving Huo Du with no way to retreat.

Huo naturally knows how vicious Li Mochou's ice silver needle is. Even if he is hit by a needle, it will turn into a skeleton in a long time. Even the skeleton is corroded. In a hurry, Huo can only raise Zhuo Zhiyuan to resist the silver needle. "It's not that I want to kill you, maybe you are destined to die. Here..."

When the ice silver needle pierced Zhuo Zhiyuan's body, there was no sound. Five or six sharp silver needles, with Li Mochou's internal strength, directly penetrated Zhuo Zhiyuan's body with great strength, which made him suddenly feel a kind of heartbreaking pain spread all over his body, and he couldn't help howling...

"Huo Du, how dare you hurt Mr. Zhuo! I tried my best to kill you!"

After defeating the dragon, he saw the power of Li Mochou's ice silver needle. After knowing that Zhuo Zhiyuan hit these five or six needles, he had basically announced that his life was over, so he had no more scruples. Anyway, Zhuo Zhiyuan could no longer live. At this moment, he just wanted to kill Huo Du desperately and avenge Zhuo Zhiyuan.

Seeing that defeating the dragon Fen sent an all-out blow to himself, Huo Du had no way to retreat, so he could only take it bravely. However, what he used to defeat the dragon was a move of both sides. At the moment when their palms met, the two snorted at the same time, and each of them were blownated...

Huo Du's body was hit hard on the wall like a basketball by the defeated dragon. His bones were broken all over his body, and the red blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth. He was already dying. He snuggled up to the wall and muttered, "How could this happen? I don't want to die. I can't die... I'm the prince of the great Mongol Empire. How can I die..."

Because he defeated the dragon, he took the initiative to attack, and the inherited Dalba's internal strength was slightly better than Huo Du, so the damage was slightly lighter than Huo Du, but it was not so good. His body was also hit seven or eight meters back by Huo Du's palm, and it hit the wooden box behind and fell off. When I came down, I also broke several ribs, and I had no strength all over...

The powerless dragon struggled to get up and look at Huo Du. He found that Huo Du was dying. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and turned his head to Zhuo Zhiyuan. He saw that his body was changing rapidly. It is estimated that he would be corroded by the poison of the ice silver needle in a moment. I couldn't help shouting, "Sir, you can't die..."

"Maybe this is life..." Zhuo Zhiyuan was suffering great pain and struggled with a smile towards the victory dragon. He understood that his life had finally come to an end today, and he didn't want the victory dragon to see his cowardly side before he died...

The changes that happened during this period of time are just a momentary thing. When Nie Pan arrived, he could not change the result. Looking at Zhuo Zhiyuan, who was struggling on the ground, Nie Pan had mixed feelings. He couldn't wait to come forward and personally slap this hypocrite, but he was afraid that it would hurt Zhuo Qinglin's heart. He couldn't help but be a little embarrassed. I had to stand quietly in the distance and watch Zhuo Zhiyuan being tortured by poison...

"Dad, mom, your enemy is finally going to die. He died under the poison of the ice spirit silver needle, and the bones are left. It is the best punishment for this evil hypocrite, but his son can't kill him to avenge you. I hope your spirit in heaven can forgive his son..." Nie Pan closed his eyes. I talk silently in my heart, and I always feel a little guilty about my parents...

At this time, Zhuo Qinglin and Song Xiyan also hurried over. They saw that the skin under Zhuo Zhiyuan's body was gradually darkening, and the expression on his face seemed to be suffering from the most painful torture in the world. Zhuo Qinglin couldn't help but be twisted like a knife, and a scene of her childhood suddenly appeared in front of her...

At that time, in Zhuo Qinglin's eyes, Zhuo Zhiyuan was the best father in the world and the most able father in the world. No matter what he wanted, he would try to satisfy himself. Although Zhuo Qinglin now knew the truth, the love of flesh and blood could not be completely erased from his heart. Looking at Zhuo Zhiyuan, he was about to die. Go, Zhuo Qinglin couldn't help bursting into tears and couldn't help shouting, "Dad... Don't die!"

"Haha... I can die surrounded by treasure, and I am satisfied with death. Looking for treasure is the ideal of my life. I can die in the paradise of my dreams. I know far away and have no regrets! Forget me as a father, I'm not a good father..." Zhuo Zhiyuan said loudly with pain. Even if he is going to die, this man like a hero should maintain his dignity.

When he heard that Zhuo Zhiyuan died, he still refused to admit his mistake. Nie Pan suddenly felt a little pitiful for him. When he looked at Zhuo Zhiyuan, the Buddha was looking at a poor worm and shook his head and said, "Zhuo Zhiyuan, you could have lived a happy life for a family of three. Why are you wrong again and again? You not only hurt others, but also hurt your relatives. Even now, you still don't admit your mistake. I really feel sad for you... A lonely person, a person without family affection, what's the use even if you have all the wealth in the world?"

"Haha... Yan Que An knows Hong Hu's ambition. A little person like you is destined to have no ambition. Sure enough, those who are close to the red are close to the ink are black. You are as stupid as Nie Changming!" The more painful Zhuo Zhiyuan's body is, the crazier the roaring voice is, and he laughed loudly at Nie Pan...

"Sister Mo Chou, please save him, at least don't let him die so painfully..." Zhuo Qinglin pleaded to Li Mo Chou with tears in her eyes.

Li Mochou smiled bitterly and shook his head and said, "Alas... I originally wanted to kill Huo Du with a silver needle, and then arrest your hypocrite father and give it to Nie Pan for disposal. I didn't expect to be used as a shield by Huo Du... antidote? It's never happened before!"

Zhuo Qinglin looked at Nie Pan helplessly. Her body was a little weak, and she almost couldn't even stand steadily.

Looking at Zhuo Qinglin's staggering appearance, Nie Pan hurriedly came forward and grabbed Zhuo Qinglin's body and whispered in her ear, "Qinglin, I know you are sad, but Zhuo Zhiyuan also deserves it. God does evil, it's still possible. It's self-inflicted, you can't live. Think about it. You are a policeman. I think you understand the truth of righteousness to destroy relatives. ......”

What else can Zhuo Qinglin say? She could only bury her face on Nie Pan's shoulder and cry silently. Tears wet Nie Pan's skirt. She couldn't bear to watch her father turn into a tired white bone until it finally turned into a pool of blood. She could only choose to close her eyes...

"Sir, forgive me, I can't see you so painful..." While everyone was not paying attention, the defeated dragon had struggled to climb to Zhuo Zhiyuan's side, and then patted Zhuo Zhiyuan's head with all his strength...

With a "bang", Zhuo Zhiyuan's head was smashed into four or five pieces by the palm of the defeated dragon, and his brain burst, ending his sinful life at this moment...

Zhuo Zhiyuan smiled before he died. He understood that any way of death was better than suffering from the poison of ice and silver needles. Therefore, before his death, he left a smile to the most loyal people, so that the victory dragon understood his behavior, and he would not be blamed for sending himself to hell...

"Wait for me, sir!" The defeated dragon closed his eyes, raised his palm and patted him on the top of his head, ready to follow Zhuo Zhiyuan to Huangquan.

"Wait! You can't die yet." The epee in Nie Pan's hand suddenly flew out and knocked on the acupuncture point that defeated the dragon with the hilt, making him unable to move immediately.

"Kill me, I have no reason to live. I have no reason to help my husband fulfill his wish, nor can I protect his safety, and I have not stopped him from killing Qinglin's mother. I'm sorry for my husband and his wife. I'm even more sorry for Qinglin. I have no reason to live. Please kill me!" The defeated dragon closed his eyes and pleaded in pain, only hating that he did not have the strength to end his life.

"You work for Zhuo Zhiyuan indiscriminately. You are a fool. Although what you have done deserves to die, I think you should find a way to atone for what you have done before!" Nie Pan hugged Zhuo Qinglin, who was sobbing, and said righteously to defeat the dragon.

"Atonement? I'm just a murderer and a killing machine. What ability do I have to atone for myself? He asked with a wry smile. He was not afraid of death, but was afraid of facing Zhuo Qinglin's reproachful eyes, so he wanted to end his life.

"If you have the heart to atone for your sins, you will definitely find your value. If you are willing to follow my instructions, you can not only atone for your sins, but also atone for Zhuo Zhiyuan..." Nie Pan resolutely persuaded to defeat the dragon.

"Can you atone for your sins? How do you say this?" A glimmer of light flashed in the eyes of the defeated dragon, and suddenly he didn't want to die.

"I think as an excellent special forces soldier, you should know something about the manufacture of guns and ammunition, right?" Nie Pan stared at the victory dragon and asked.

"Well, I can make a simple gun with simple metal equipment, and gunpowder can also be made..." Defeat the dragon suddenly understood Nie Pan's purpose, and a trace of light flashed in his eyes. He nodded and answered that if he could help Zhuo Zhiyuan's atone for his father's sins, he was willing to do anything!