"Ancestor!"

Breaking free from the illusion, the only thing all the Seven Star Sect disciples heard was these words, and seeing the black whirlwind disappear with their own eyes.

Standing beside the Xinghe Ancestor, Yang Peng's face turned pale and he shouted in disbelief.

Standing in place, looking at the night sky from afar, for a long time, Xinghe Ancestor slowly spoke, "Let's all go and rest, we don't have much time, don't let Elder Dream and Bai Le sacrifice for you in vain." ”

A simple sentence directly defines this matter.

Bai Le and Meng Qianqiu are great, they voluntarily sacrificed themselves in order to save the disciples of the Seven Star Sect, and they are worthy of being remembered by all the disciples of the Seven Star Sect!

But that was the end of it.

No one will ask what happened, and why Bai Le and others are willing to take the initiative to sacrifice...... These processes are no longer important, what matters is the results.

"Why?"

Following Xinghe Ancestor back to the room, Yang Peng still looked incredulous, "Ancestor, that's not the case, right? You gave up on them!"

"Presumptuous!"

His eyebrows suddenly raised, and the Xinghe Ancestor had a cold look in his eyes, and he scolded sharply.

"Presumptuous...... So, I'm right, right?"

Without fear, Yang Peng raised his head to meet the gaze of the Xinghe Ancestor and asked firmly.

Looking at Yang Peng's persistent gaze, Xinghe Ancestor was silent for a long time before he slowly spoke, "Peng'er, you have to understand that in this world, there must be a trade-off between many things! No one is omnipotent, and so am I...... I can't save everyone, so I have to make a trade-off!"

“......”

At this moment, Yang Peng seemed to have lost all his strength, and sat directly on the ground with his buttocks, his face full of pain and struggle.

For so many years, Xinghe Ancestor has always taught him what he should do, although he occasionally loses his temper, but in his heart he has always known that Ancestor has always been right.

However, this time...... A violent sense of contradiction finally appeared in his heart, as if this time, no matter how much he couldn't convince himself, the ancestor was right.

Looking at Yang Peng's pain and struggle, Xinghe Ancestor's eyes revealed a bit of complexity, but he seemed to be a little relieved.

"My friend, finally ...... Grown up!"

............................................

Compared with Bai Le and Meng Qianqiu, Yang Peng's pain is simply not painful.

All the way was swept by the black whirlwind and flew out for hundreds of miles, and then it fell, whether it was Bai Le or Meng Qianqiu, they looked a little embarrassed, and in this night, it looked particularly desolate.

Throwing Bai Le and them down, the figure of the Mirage King slowly emerged, no longer covered by the black crows, and the appearance of the Mirage King was completely clear.

On the surface, he is about forty years old, and there is a black mark on his face, which is slightly hideous, but the whole person gives people a very attractive illusion.

"You two fought for the Seven Star Sect with your lives, what did you get in exchange? See, this is the so-called righteous path!"

With the opening of the side yin yin, the corners of the mirage king's mouth revealed a touch of disdain, as if mocking the naivety of Bai Le and Meng Qianqiu.

Falling to this point, Dream Qianqiu calmed down instead.

"Mirage King, you are also a master of the Demon Dao, and you are more than so coy! Since it has fallen into your hands, if you want to kill it, you have to listen to it, do you still want me to kneel down and beg you for mercy?"

"I don't have a lot of skills, but my bones are very hard. Glancing at Meng Qianqiu, the Mirage King sneered, "Death? fell into the hands of this king, do you think it is easy to die? Meng Qianqiu, I have heard your name and know your ability, but you think it is ...... In this way, this king can't help you?"

"The Mirage King can naturally make me survive but not die, but I can't ...... If you think that this will make me bow my head, you will see my dreams too clearly. With a hint of indifference in his eyes, Meng Qianqiu replied calmly.

There seems to be no emotion in these words, but there is an unquestionable confidence.

Life and death, but idle!

This calmness and certainty is definitely not something that anyone can pretend to be.

After taking a deep look at Meng Qianqiu, the Mirage King was silent after all.

Even if he is a demonic giant, there is no way to deal with this kind of person.

With a turn of his gaze, the Mirage King immediately turned his realization to Bai Le, "Lord Baifu, what about you, are your bones just as hard?"

There is nothing to do about it, but the Mirage King doesn't believe it, and a young man like Bai Le is also so inaccessible.

"Poof!"

Spit out a mouthful of blood foam, reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and Bai Le showed a bright smile on his face, "My bones are not hard, what conditions does the Mirage King have, you might as well say it directly." ”

Compared with Meng Qianqiu's calmness of looking down on life and death, Bai Le at this moment also seems very calm!

This is not because Bai Le doesn't care about life and death, but because after leaving the Xinghe Ancestor and the Seven Star Sect, Bai Le already has the certainty of saving his life.

A little surprised by Bai Le's composure, Mirage Wang Senran said, "Flim tongue, I think you haven't had enough of the bitterness!"

While speaking, the Mirage King raised his hand with a palm, and in an instant, it slapped directly on Bai Le's body.

"Poof!"

At such a close distance, at the speed of the Mirage King, Bai Le didn't have time to react at all, and his palm was directly slapped out, and another mouthful of blood spit out, but this time Bai Le did not fall, but half-knelt on the ground and slowly raised his head.

"Huh?"

His eyelids jumped suddenly, and the Mirage King couldn't help but sigh lightly, staring at Bai Le in some surprise, as if he couldn't believe that Bai Le blocked his palm so easily!

Although he didn't use much strength in this palm, he just wanted to teach Bai Le a lesson, but according to his budget, he should at least break a few ribs of Bai Le, but Bai Le just spit out a mouthful of blood, and took it so lightly, but it was really a little strange.

In an instant, the Mirage King suddenly sounded the blow of his own before, you must know that at the previous moment, in the face of the threat of the Xinghe Ancestor, he didn't spare the slightest hand!

It stands to reason that even if Bai Le does not die, he should have been abolished, how can he still have a chance to talk back to him.

In an instant, the Mirage King's eyes narrowed suddenly, as if he also remembered the rumor in Qingzhou before, and said gloomily, "Who are you?"

Not only the Mirage King, but Meng Qianqiu at this moment couldn't help frowning tightly and turned his gaze to Bai Le.

Vaguely, Meng Qianqiu had a feeling that the bad premonition he had before was likely to come true......

Bai Le, who are you?

(End of chapter)