Chapter 9 Jiang Qiu died ()

Xie Changchun roared wildly, and his body swelled a little more. He knew that the time had come. He grabbed Jiang Qingyang and his clone tightly, for fear that they would break free and run away.

Just as he was about to explode, Xie Changchun found that his swelling body instantly shriveled and shriveled as Jiang Qingyang's clone spoke, and he could not explode at all!

In shock, Xie Changchun hurriedly looked at Jiang Qingyang's clone, and saw that he looked silent and had a heavy breath, as if he was sucking something. Jiang Qingyang, who was lying on the ground, had his eyes wide open, and his eyes were full of surprise.

Xie Changchun's consciousness was blurred instantly. For some reason, he could not resist and could only die with unwillingness to close his eyes!

Then, Jiang Qingyang saw Xie Changchun's body turn into flying ashes bit by bit, and then the flying ashes decompose again, turning into extremely small particles and dissipating between the mountains and forests.

Among these particles is a small purple particle, which gathers into a silky brilliance and is sucked in by the clone's nose!

Then a purple light flashed and his body swelled a little.

Jiang Qingyang's face turned blue and white. Suddenly, he remembered the monster's resentment after he killed the monster, the purple light shining, and the deep sucking of his eyes closed, and then the monster disappeared... So that's it!

Jiang Qingyang suddenly felt disgusted and murmured: "Since you give me resentment, I will give you eternal life?"

After looking at the clone, he found that he was also looking at him. Jiang Qingyang barely supported himself and sat up and shrank back a few times. Just now, Jiang Qingyang was punched by Xie Changchun, and then fell so hard that he couldn't stand up at all.

When the night wind blew, the clone suddenly exploded, turning into countless purple particles and landed on Jiang Qingyang. He was so scared that he quickly slapped his body with his hands and rolled around on the ground, but he still couldn't stop the particles.

Finally, all the purple aura melted into Jiang Qingyang's body.

"Who can tell me what's going on?" Jiang Qingyang's eyes turned dark and he fainted on the spot.

The endless darkness seemed to swallow all the light.

Jiang Qingyang was drowsy and was in a dream, feeling that everything was illusory.

It took a long time before Jiang Qingyang finally opened his eyes and woke up.

Feeling the pain as if he was dispersed, Jiang Qingyang struggled to get up, but he was so painful that he had no strength at all.

"Where am I?"

The consciousness seemed to be about to be submerged in darkness again, Jiang Qingyang closed his eyes again!

Suddenly, a very familiar voice came and woke him up again: "Qingyang, Qingyang, have you woken up? Wake up! Wake up!"

Jiang Qingyang slowly opened his eyes, and first became blurred, then a dark sky gradually appeared in front of him.

The black rock forests looked very gloomy in the reflected light of the white snow, as if groups of people-eating monsters opened their deep mouths.

"Monster..."

"Qingyang, you're awake! Qingyang!"

Jiang Qingyang heard the sound in his ears and looked sideways. First, there was a twisted vortex, and then a familiar and friendly face appeared in front of him.

"father!"

The hoarse voice made Jiang Qingyang stunned himself, and then he heard Jiang Qiu say, "Child, you are finally awake! Are you hurting? Does it hurt?"

The voice was anxious and fast, and Jiang Qingyang felt warm.

"I'm fine, dad!"

After saying that, Jiang Qingyang realized that he was lying in Jiang Qiu's arms. When he looked again, he found that Jiang Qiu's face was in pain, his chest was covered with blood and blood, and his face was pressed against it, which was dyed red!

His blood... is so hot!

Jiang Qingyang was shocked and his consciousness was awakened all at once!

"Dad! What's wrong with you?" Jiang Qingyang couldn't believe it and shouted in a crying voice.

"Dad is okay..." Jiang Qiu smiled at him and said, "That person... beat me... it's okay..."

Jiang Qingyang heard his voice intermittently, as if he was about to die, and tears suddenly fell down: "Dad! I will never be naughty again, I will definitely study hard and no longer worry about you. We will never come here again, so don't have any trouble!"

"Okay, okay! We will never come up again. Qingyang is a good child... Child, listen to me, dad, you may not be able to hold on today. In the future... if you listen to your godfather, you must take good care of yourself..."

When Jiang Qingyang heard this, he was stunned. His heart seemed to be hit by a hammer, and his breathing stopped instantly!

Without caring about the pain, Jiang Qingyang flipped over and crawled out of Jiang Qiu's arms. Then he saw that Jiang Qiu was unable to support him and fell to the ground, with tears in his eyes, but he was smiling at him, and his hand was stretched in the air, trying to touch himself. Jiang Qingyang rushed over and held Jiang Qiu's big hand tightly. He felt the thick calluses on it, and he couldn't help but choked up.

"Dad! Don't scare me! Dad, are you okay? Don't leave me alone, don't!"

Jiang Qiu smiled bitterly, but he knew that Xie Changchun's blow just now had shattered his chest and could not survive.

Jiang Qiu stroked Jiang Qingyang's hair and was about to explain a few more words, but at this moment - "Hahahaha! Xie Changchun, you are finally dead! I don't have the ability to kill you, and someone finally killed you for me! Haha, come and bully me again! Bastard!" A white dress swayed, and an old man with white hair and beard flew out of the woods, his face shining, and he was extremely excited.

He walked to a few meters away from Jiang Qiu and his son and stopped, and looked at Jiang Qingyang with some fear. Then he patted the ground, showing joy, and picked up a small blue sword and a silk pocket on the ground.

"Haha! Xie Changchun, since you are dead, you can't take anything. I'm so kind of accepting it as a junior brother. I finally have a flying sword! Wow! Storage bag! Baby, Master is unwilling to refine one for me when he dies. He only loves his disciple, and deserves his death!"

The old man waved the sword with his hand, flipped through the storage bag, and his face showed a look of joy.

Then, he narrowed his eyes and looked at Jiang Qiu and his son who were lying on the ground not far away, showing a playful expression.

"Boy, what kind of magic did you use just now? Did you clone the magic? Can you teach me the magic?"

Jiang Qingyang was just looking at Jiang Qiu at this time, immersed in sadness and regret, and did not notice the appearance of the old man, let alone listen to him. Therefore, he did not answer at all.

However, when Jiang Qiu was dead, he saw the old man appearing and his face was not good. He quickly used his last strength, struggled to get up, and protected Jiang Qingyang behind him, and said to him anxiously: "Run! Qingyang, run quickly!"

Jiang Qingyang was stunned, but he seemed to be motionless and continued to cry. Jiang Qiu was so anxious that he pushed it with his hand, but he pulled the wound and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Haha, I want to run away! Can I run? I still want to avenge my senior brother!" The old man's face was covered with ferocious look, but he was secretly focused and stared at Jiang Qingyang vigilantly, for fear that he would end up Xie Changchun, and said intimately: "That moment just now was so amazing! But it was not like my cultivation method. Could it be a demon cultivator? The purple light felt so terrifying-"

Although he was far away just now, he could see clearly and couldn't help but be very afraid of Jiang Qingyang.

"Hmph! Seek victory in danger!"

After hesitating for a moment, the old man gritted his teeth, held the sword in one hand and hidden in the sleeve with the other hand, pinched a few yellow talismans, then rushed over and stabbed Jiang Qingyang in the head with the sword.

Jiang Qingyang was in a daze, his face was filled with pain, and he sat motionlessly, letting the sword stab him!

Seeing that Jianfeng was about to pierce his head, Jiang Qiu was furious, and he didn't know where he got the strength. He sat up and pushed Jiang Qingyang backwards, quickly blocking his body in front of Jiang Qingyang...Puff!

The extremely sharp little sword suddenly pierced through Jiang Qiu's body, and blood spurted on Jiang Qingyang's face.

Jiang Qingyang was shocked, as if he had forgotten everything, and only Jiang Qiu's body, which was as majestic as a mountain in front of him, was his father!

"No!"

Jiang Qingyang roared and stared at the old man's face fiercely, feeling that he was more hateful than any monster or demon, and he wanted to eat his flesh and drink his blood! When the thought moved, he was about to call his clone with his thoughts and kill him, but a green light flashed in front of him, and a yellow talisman was suddenly pressed on his forehead!

Jiang Qingyang immediately had a bang in his head, and the sky was spinning, unable to concentrate, and summoned his clone!

Jiang Qingyang was unaware of his own knowledge and hurriedly bit his tongue hard. Under the stimulation of the pain, he recovered his energy and opened his eyes that were about to close!

The moment he opened his eyes, he saw Jiang Qiu yelling, and stood up suddenly, grabbed the old man's shoulder, and lifted him up with force. He successfully lifted him up, and then threw him to the ground, throwing him to the ground!

Jiang Qingyang quickly tried to gather his thoughts, but found that his thoughts were like sifted sand and could not be concentrated at all. He had to watch the old man get up with anger and pull the sword out of Jiang Qiu's body, and then slashed it hard at his head.

Jiang Qiu counterattacked on his death and grabbed the falling sword blade with his hands. But the flesh and blood body was not the opponent of the flying sword. With just one moment, Jiang Qiu's palms were cut down, which was extremely miserable!

This time, the falling flying sword slowed down a beat. Taking this opportunity, Jiang Qiu kicked back with all his feet, opened his arms, hugged the old man's waist and threw it down, biting it hard at his neck, like a beast protecting a calf! Crazy and furious!

The old man didn't expect Jiang Qiu to be so fierce before he died? He didn't notice it for a while and suffered a great loss. He immediately felt so painful that he screamed in anger.

"Go to die!"

The old man roared, took out a talisman from his sleeve, recited it silently for a few words, and put a palm on the back of Jiang Qiu's head. Suddenly, Mars burst out, and a burning smell filled the air.

Jiang Qiu finally lost his strength, his eyes were full of reluctance, and he fell heavily to the ground, blood flowing all over the ground.

"Why……"

The old man didn't pay attention to what he said in the end. He got up and touched his neck, which was covered in blood. He spat, and quickly used his tricks and slashed his neck with his hand. A faint green light flashed, and the wound stopped bleeding, leaving only a scar, which was very ugly.

"Damn it! He was actually injured by the lowly mortal. He was really possessed by evil spirits!" The old man cursed and came to his senses. He hurriedly searched for Jiang Qingyang everywhere, but where was there any trace?

"When did you run away? Bastard!"

The old man had a low cultivation level and could not release his mental power to investigate everywhere. His eyes were not very useful in the dark. Therefore, he just opened his eyes wide and searched around. Seeing that there was still no trace of Jiang Qingyang, he was worried that the night was long and dreaming, so he snorted and gave up with disappointment.

Then he thought of the old man who had harvested a flying sword, storage bag and the spirit stone magic weapon that Xie Changchun had stored for many years today, and he looked proud again.

The old man pinched a hand gesture, and a ball of sparks appeared on the tip of his hand. He shot Jiang Qiu's body and burned him directly.

Seeing Jiang Qiu being burned to ashes, the old man wiped away suspicious traces. Seeing that the old man who was not abnormal then hit two more talismans on his feet, floating lightly towards the mountain. Before leaving, he even said to himself: "It's a pity that the puppy ran away, and I don't know where his clone technique came from, but it's a pity..."
Chapter completed!