Villain: At the beginning of the game, there are two choices for the son of luck

Then, the breath faded away.

"Not good, mistress."

The old man's face changed dramatically.

Forcibly raised his fairy spirit.

Lasing away in one direction.

The figure choked on the road halfway.

However, the old man only had anxiety on his face.

"you wanna die."

After the old man arrived at the place, his face changed drastically.

The three children had already collapsed on the ground.

A sword was stuck in the woman's chest.

The blood on the ground kept flowing.

After seeing this scene, Zhao Wou-ki's expression also changed.

"court death."

The old man turned into an afterimage, and wiped out the few people who shot.

He picked up the woman and disappeared into the night.

"Follow. Quick."

Zhao Wuji's current strength still can't keep up with the injured old man, and the old man knows that there is a demonic energy here, he is about to die, he must leave this place of right and wrong, and then burn his blood essence.

Chapter 58 I have wine, do you have a story?

Zhao Wuji's heart also fluctuated.

He clearly knew that this might be a conspiracy, but he couldn't help but want to join in.

Di Juetian, who was in the void, looked at this scene with a sneer in his eyes.

Son of luck.

Just too confident.

In many cases, knowing that it is a conspiracy, you still have to drill into it, and finally save yourself from danger.

It's ridiculous.

Di Juetian also followed, after all it was arranged by himself, in case something goes wrong, this is something that Di Juetian didn't want to see.

At this time, the old man came to a ruined temple.

Put the woman down.

The face moved closer to the woman.

After Zhao Wuji arrived, his complexion turned ugly.

The old man guarded this woman so much, now, could it be that he was about to die.

then……

After careful observation, I found that the woman's mouth was murmuring.

"Brother, sister."

After the old man heard it clearly, he sighed.

"Master, no, no...extreme."

The old man was shocked when he heard the last sentence.

Then thought about it.

Put your hand on your chest.

A light appeared.

The old man's face became even paler. His hair was still black before, but now it has completely turned white.

The old man fed the essence and blood into the woman's mouth.

Seeing the woman's breathing stabilized, the old man smiled inadvertently.

"No, no, no limit."

The woman whispered again.

The old man sighed and fell silent.

Bring out a jug of wine.

Find a place and sit down.

"If you haven't died yet, I'm afraid you should be able to reach the realm of the Great Emperor now. I said before that I found a good wine for the old man. I didn't expect, alas, the world is impermanent, maybe this is fate."

"I hope you don't resent the mistress. If the old man didn't want to investigate, I'm afraid you would have made a serious mistake."

"Zhao Wuji, before you, you saved this old man's life, stayed with you for [-] years, fought [-] times, and killed you dozens of times among the gods of death. After you died, you protected the mistress. Ten thousand years, the old man will dare to face you when he goes down."

The old man didn't know what he thought of, raised his head, and took a sip of wine.

Look at the moon in the sky.

There are crystals in the eyes.

Zhao Wou-ki didn't know why, but felt his heart was tangled up.

As if being held tightly by a big hand.

Zhao Wuji thought for a while.

Then, let the phantom no longer cover itself.

The figure walked towards the ruined temple unhurriedly.

The old man's sleeping eyes opened with difficulty.

Then, he stood up, his feet stopped, his body collapsed, and the old man supported himself with both hands, and climbed up again.

Then he walked up to the woman and blocked the woman behind.

He looked over at the door.

There was wariness in his eyes.

At the same time, the faint aura on his body reappeared, and it seemed that the old man was burning his blood again.

Originally, the lifespan of the old man was not much, if the burning continued, his life would be gone.

After seeing a young son coming over.

The old man's eyes were like poisonous snakes, staring at Zhao Wou-ki firmly.

Zhao Wuji smiled wryly.

This look is too familiar.

"Get out, or die."

The old man said something.

Hearing this sentence, Zhao Wou-ki didn't say anything, the old man before was always decisive and never said much.

From the looks of it, burning essence and blood now is not enough to support the battle.

Coupled with his own strength, he has special means to cover it, so the old man should not be able to see it.

"I can let you live, but, just live."

Zhao Wuji looked at the old man, and said word by word.

The old man's eyes were wary, as if he hadn't heard it.

Just staring at Zhao Wuji.

"This is a Life Soul Pill."

Zhao Wou-ki took out a elixir.

"condition."

The old man looked at Zhao Wuji and asked a question.

Zhao Wuji pointed to the woman behind the old man.

"Don't think about her, you don't deserve it."

Hearing this sentence, Zhao Wou-ki shook his head.

"I want to know her identity?"

"She is my daughter."

The old man said something without thinking.

Zhao Wuji was silent.

I called him Lao Liu before, which is not fake at all.

Now, Zhao Wou-ki still dare not talk about his own affairs, after all, speaking of it, the old man will definitely give him a slap in the face.

Looking at Zhao Wuji, he was silent.

The old man also fell silent.

However, with the passage of time, the breath of the old man has fluctuated, like a lamp that is about to be extinguished at any time.

"Cough cough."

A voice came from behind, and the old man had joy in his eyes.

Looking at the woman.

'Mistress, you are awake. '

After seeing the old man.

The woman was stunned for a moment, and then, she also felt that something was wrong with the old man.

"Grandpa, you."

Then he turned his head to look at Zhao Wuji.

"Young master, is that you?"

"Look quickly, what's wrong with Grandpa?"

Woman, with anxiety.

"What's your name, you say your name, I can let her live."

Hearing this sentence, the woman was also a little confused.

'I don't have a name. '

'However, I gave myself a nice name. '

When thinking of this, the woman showed a gentle smile, as if she was a little embarrassed and shy.

"Si Wuji."

Hearing this sentence, the old man's body was shocked, and at the same time, he was heartbroken and regretful.

Zhao Wuji's body shook.

Just now, the woman was chanting her own name.

However, this woman...

'Now that I know your name, I will keep my promise. '

Zhao Wuji suppressed the horror in his heart, and handed the Life Soul Pill to the old man.