c_t;“ For great beauties such as Fairy Luoyun, Qingchun's appearance is more uncomfortable than death, even if it is a chance of survival, she must take the road of rebirth!" "Scarface was full of emotion, such a peerless beauty, that man didn't love it, and then said angrily: "If I meet Wu Heng, I have to kill that kid, and I dare to treat my fairy like this!"

"Cut, return your fairy, you don't even have the right to carry shoes for others!" teased another monk. Popular, Latest Chapter Access:.

The other person echoed and scolded with a smile: "That's it, that's it, you still brag about slaughtering Wuheng?

Scarface was not angry, he smiled, and said: "Wu Heng's life will not be long in coming, he has been hit by the dark forbidden spell, and it is difficult to survive for seven days!"

Wu Heng sat at the next table, silent, quietly listening to the gossip of those monks.

He heard that Mo Qing of the Mo family had fallen into a coma, his life and death were uncertain, and Zeng Peng, the inheritor of Yunxia Pavilion, was in retreat to recuperate from his injuries, and his injuries were very serious and the problem was serious. The fierce beasts Qi Qi and Chi Lian were no better, the primordial ancestral blood was exhausted, and they almost became wasted.

The major immortal 'gates' suffered heavy losses, and several inheritors passed away one after another in the past few days, and the entire immortal realm was in silent mourning. Hundreds of peerless sons and daughters of the sky died in the hands of Wu Heng in the battle of the Abyss Valley, shocking the entire Immortal Domain.

At this moment, the news of Wu Heng was spread wildly in all the major immortal domains.

"This son touches the 'touch' of the Seven Forbidden Realms, it's too terrifying!"

"Not only touching the 'touch' seven prohibitions, but also awakening the power of the 'door' reads;!"

"So what, he will not die long, it is estimated that he has died alone somewhere, buried in the ground for a long time!"

"It's a pity, it's a pity, a genius is going to fall like this......"

Some sigh, some hate.

The major immortal 'gates' are basically hateful, and they all issue hunting and killing orders, even if Wu Heng only has the last few days of his life, he can't give him a good death, he must be killed!

Only a very few immortal 'gates' such as Jiuqing Palace and Tianxian Pond stood up to give Wu Heng justice, and the statement said: "Wu Heng has made great contributions in the Abyss Valley, although he has killed many young generations in the Immortal Realm, but it is also an equal battle, and Wu Heng cannot be convicted. [See the latest chapter of the book]"

"One person has killed hundreds of leaders of the younger generation in a row, and even the inheritors have been killed, and finally taken away by a big man who is suspected of being a true immortal, what a majesty this is, he is only twenty-two years old!"

"He is a real hero, Ben made a great achievement, but unfortunately he was framed by the villain. ”

"Wu Heng is the most amazing 'glamorous' genius in the modern history of the Immortal Realm!" said an old man.

"But I'm going to fall, and I can't see ...... anymore"

Almost all the people in the world are looking for Wu Heng, some want to help, and some want to kill him.

The battle between the big man of the Abyss Valley and the Night Wanderer was originally the most dazzling focus, but at this moment, the limelight was all stolen by a Wu Heng, which made many immortal 'gates' who had suffered great losses hate, and they did not get a good reputation, and they also lost many strong people and outstanding young people.

As for the battle in Abyss Valley, Wu Heng had also heard countless versions.

But all the versions prove that Nightwalker and some of the Great Demons survived, and the Heaven Sealing Map, one of the top ten demon soldiers of the Ancients, fought their way out of the encirclement!

The immortal realm suffered a lot of damage, and more than 30 immortal powerhouses died, among which the existence of eight veins ascending immortals fell......

On the sixth day, Wu Heng, who was searched all over the world, was gray-haired, with a rickety figure, and a delicate face that was long gone, and he became a dull old man. The oil lamp in his hand was faintly lit, and seemed to be about to go out at any moment, five or six times smaller than it had been on the first day.

He was wearing a white 'colored' robe, his long white 'colored' hair was scattered over his shoulders, his face was old, and he came to a stream, looking at himself reflected in the water, a little bitter, but also calm. In the past few days, I have realized the mountains and rivers, lived the life of an ordinary person who lives from sunrise to sunset, and has seen through many things in the mortal world.

"It seems that time is really short, just a few days!" Wu Heng sighed. He was once in his prime, always concerned and talked about by the world, and he was a genius and a beautiful woman.

At this moment, he is alone, his youth is no longer 'spring', he is dying of old age, and it is a little difficult to walk.

Since he couldn't walk, Wu Heng simply stayed by the river, found some materials in the heart dragon pattern 'jade', there was a bamboo pole and a thin line of white 'color', but found that there was no material for making a fish hook, so he made a fishing rod without a fish hook, put the oil lamp in his hand flat, and sat by the stream to fish quietly.

He found it actually very interesting, that the fish would never take the bait, as if he had sat motionless by the stream for eternity, like a stone tablet.

On this day, many monks passed by the stream and found that the white-haired old man did not use a hook to fish, and he could not help but wonder and exclaimed: "Strange man, strange man!"

"Hehe, it's a little interesting, this old man has an intention!"

On the seventh day, Wu Heng was getting older, and he found that his body was already difficult to move, and it was estimated that he was about to sit down, and the oil lamp around him was flickering and extinguishing, and the real fire of life in it was almost extinguished.

He was very calm, and he had long forgotten the mortal world and no longer remembered it.

Someone passed by again today.

"Woohoo!" came the familiar barking of a dog not far away.

"Dead dog, don't bark 'messily'. A 'woman' wrapped in a red 'color' skirt scolded unhappily. She is very beautiful, with short hair fluttering, 'fine' facial features, a slender figure, a pair of snow-white beautiful 'legs', 'naked' and 'exposed' under the skirt, and her curves are dreamy and 'sexy'.

"Look at that old man, how interesting it is to fish without a hook, let's go and see!" the big yellow dog wagged his tail and said curiously, and he could speak eloquently!

"Let's go, don't linger again, Wu Heng has been under the dark forbidden spell, you have to find him quickly. "Another 'female' son is dressed in white like snow, very quiet and elegant, beautiful like a fairy descending from heaven, three thousand green silk hangs down to the waist, the skin is white and flawless, and she has a melon seed face that does not eat fireworks in the world. She had an anxious look on her face and hurried her steps.

Wu Heng couldn't help but tremble, he couldn't believe that the person who came turned out to be the beautiful woman he thought about day and night.

It's like a dream, I didn't expect to see them for the last time in the loneliest moment of my life.

"Forget it, it's more sad to meet, I have less than a few hours, why bother to make them sad again, just pass away quietly. Wu Heng muttered to himself in his heart, suppressing his inner emotions. He didn't want the people around him to see him like this, he was calm, but if he left quietly, he would be more calm.

It will not let the closest people witness the pain of life and death.

He thinks that not seeing is probably a better ending.

Snow Flower glanced at the old man and found that this angler was indeed very peculiar, with an oil lamp beside him that was almost about to go out, and the fishing line had no hook, and his life was extinguished, and it seemed that he was about to wither and sit down.

"Let's go look elsewhere. "Snow 'Flower' said so, looking for Wu Heng eagerly, without paying too much attention.

"Look at it, what an interesting old man. ”

"Then let's go. Xuanyuan Yanran was in a hurry, and turned into a glow and rushed into the sky. The big yellow dog had no choice but to follow Snow 'Flower' and Xuanyuan Yanran away.

Seeing them leave, Wu Heng's cloudy eyes were filled with tears, and finally calmed down.

"Hey, no, there's something wrong with the oil lamp next to the old man, and he always has a feeling of déjà vu on him!"

Xuanyuan Yanran and the big yellow dog both felt that Xuehua' was right, and thought that the old man really had a problem.

"Senior?" Xue 'Hua' returned to the stream, looked at the old man in surprise, and slowly approached, frowning, and then his heart was shocked, and he asked in a trembling voice: "Wu Heng, are you Wu Heng?"

Wu Heng's eyes were full of no 'waves', his voice was old, and he slowly spoke: "Little girl, you recognize the wrong person." ”

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