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Chapter 1909 1909 Calculation 1(2/2)

He paused, accelerated his way forward, and stepped into the door.

"father"

"mother"

"Yinger.?"

His pace is getting faster and faster and faster.

Pass through the broken bridge, cross the collapsed Taoist palace, and walk through the small lake full of broken floating objects.

Finally, he finally arrived at the last place of resistance of Zihe Palace - Niujiao Dao Palace.

This special Taoist palace, which looks like a bull's head, was already dead silent at this time, with corpses falling all over the ground.

Ku Chan's trembling all over his body became more and more intense.

He endured the huge pain in his heart and moved forward step by step.

The first thing he saw his father, Taoist Yuqin.

Yuqin was cut off from her waist, holding the sword in both hands, her eyes wide open, and she fell to the ground.

The blood mixed with the internal organs flowed all over the ground from his waist, and it was already cold.

Ku Chan's body shook, and his eyes blurred. Although he had expected it before, at this moment, he really saw this scene.

He opened his mouth, and the huge sorrow poured in like sea water, completely filling his chest at this time, making him almost unable to breathe.

He stepped forward, reached out his hand, gently smoothed his father's wide eyes and closed him.

Then stand up and continue moving forward.

Then, he saw his mother.

Her body was trampled into a pile of meat, and her remaining head was full of anger. She rolled aside, her eyes wide open, as if she was roaring.

He also went up and closed his eyes.

At this time, his tears had wet his face and dripped on the hem of his tattered Taoist robe.

My body began to tremble slightly.

Then there is. Ying Er.

Ying Er knelt on the ground, her body was quite complete, but there was a huge blood hole of human head size in the torso.

Ku Chan slowly walked to the corpse.

Lower your head, the blade hangs down, and the weak tip of the sword pierces into the ground. Extend your hand again to touch

"Wait, no! This is not Ying'er! This is Ziyun's substitute technique!"

Suddenly his expression moved and he gently pushed the body.

Suddenly, Ying'er's body suddenly shattered, like porcelain, turning into ashes and scattered all over the ground.
Chapter completed!
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