Wang Ye whispered in Xingjun's ear: "I still like others to call me a gambler..."
"Today, I bet my life with you."
Wang Ye had some relief in his eyes.
perhaps...
I will die here today.
But that's enough.
Wang Ye shook the remaining energy in his body to the ground, and the Ghost Blade bounced up directly and fell vertically from mid-air.
The target was exactly the heart of the Star Lord.
Xingjun's expression changed wildly, his eyes were full of fear, and he tore harder.
Even Wang Ye's two arms were completely twisted, and bone stubble penetrated through the skin.
but...
Still no escape.
Wang Ye took a deep breath and closed his hands: "I haven't felt this way for a long time..."
With relief, Wang Ye waited quietly.
The next second...
The tip of the ghost sword dropped vertically and inserted into the heart of the star king.
By the way, it penetrated the right side of Wang Ye's chest.
A stream of blood overflowed from the corner of Xingjun's mouth. He was not a pure practitioner after all, but even so, he did not die immediately after his heart penetrated, but looked at Wang Ye ferociously.
Wang Ye had lost all his strength at this time and just looked at Xingjun with a smile.
Until this Xingjun... completely lost his breath.
A ghost knife connected the two people.
On the ground, neither of the two corpses moved.
I don't know how long it took, but Wang Ye, who seemed to be dead, suddenly opened his eyes and wanted to push away the body of Xing Jun from his body. Unfortunately, both of his arms had been twisted off, and even trying to move became a luxury.
Moreover, he could clearly feel that the vitality in his body was constantly passing away.
Although the bet was won and he survived after being stabbed through the chest, but...did he only live a little longer?
At this time, Wang Ye would feel heartbreaking pain if he made even the slightest movement.
The corpse, which was only over a hundred kilograms, would not have even sunk to Wang Ye under normal circumstances, but now... it seemed like the straw that broke the camel's back.
Maybe... just dying like this is a good choice.
but...
For some reason, Zhang Ziliang's mean smile appeared in Wang Ye's mind again.
This old fox...
In order for Tianzhu to survive, everyone has already gone ahead of him.
Moreover, the old fox bet all the money on himself.
If he really died like this...
Wang Ye regained his consciousness again, gritted his teeth, and twisted his body hard, trying to push the star king down.
However, the Ghost Sword has already firmly connected the two of them.
It's all in vain.
No!
The Kicha Sword is very sharp. As long as you swing your body to the left, the Kisashi Sword can cut through your own muscles and bones...
However, he might die if he doesn't make it to that moment.
Give it a try.
Wang Ye sighed.
At this moment, footsteps suddenly came from the distance. Wang Ye frowned slightly, quickly closed his eyes, and his breathing gradually stopped, like a corpse.
The owner of those steps was standing next to Wang Ye. Wang Ye could even feel that the man was looking at him.
"This tenacious spirit is really amazing."
With a sigh, the man shook his head: "No need to pretend, we are one of our own."
As he said that, the man directly grabbed the handle of the Ghost Sword and pulled it out very quickly. Then he picked up the Xingjun body on Wang Ye and threw it away.
Listening to this very familiar voice, Wang Ye opened his eyes silently.
"Is it really you?"
There was no surprise in Wang Ye's eyes, he just looked at the child with red lips and white teeth standing in front of him, Liang Zhishui.
At this time, Liang Zhishui no longer had the shyness and enthusiasm of the past, and his expression was very calm. He took out a pill, stuffed it into Wang Ye's mouth, and instilled some energy into his body.
Wang Ye could feel the huge vitality in the pill. The injuries on his body began to heal. The wounds were itchy and the muscles continued to regenerate.
Liang Zhishui skillfully picked up his arms, quickly twisted them twice, and took them.
"The injury is so serious."
"If you want to fully recover, don't even think about it for half a month."
He shook his head and marveled: "Aren't you surprised to see me?"
"I should have thought of it a long time ago."
"Heavenly Court and Lingshan both have their own spies. Even Lu Wu can't carve such a large formation silently at the gate of hell without arousing suspicion."
"Only you, patrolling the Hell Gate every day, can do it silently."
Wang Ye sat up silently, and did not rush to recover from his injuries. Instead, he reluctantly climbed up from the ground, staggered to the Xingjun with the Ghost Sword, chopped off his head, and cut the body into several pieces. Okay, now I feel completely relieved.
When he faked his death, he had already suffered a loss from a star king before.
He just gambled his life, and he was also gambling that Xingjun would die if he was stabbed in the heart.
Fortunately he won.
"Should I call you Liang Zhishui, or..."
"Lu Qing?"
After doing all this, Wang Ye leaned against the wall casually, glanced at Liang Zhishui, and asked.
Liang Zhishui shrugged indifferently: "Anything is fine."
"hehe..."
"Liang Zhishui..."
"The water in Luliang is flying, and turtles, turtles, and mirages dare not swim. The young man is as dangerous as the flat ground, and he relies on his long sword alone to reach Qingqiu."
"Even the hidden word Lu is something I only figured out now."
Wang Ye laughed at himself and shook his head: "Zhang Ziliang should have known your identity for a long time."
Liang Zhishui...
Lu Qing nodded as he should: "Of course, I named Liang Zhishui just to tell Zhang Ziliang my identity."
...
Wang Ye fell silent again.
Is this because I’m sure I won’t see through it?
It's a bit insulting.
"Well, Zhao Hai also knows."
As if thinking of something, Lu Qing spoke again.
The tone is calm, but it cuts into people's hearts.
Coupled with the fact that he was now covered in scars, it felt like he had become a vulgar martial artist without even realizing it.
I remember that in the beginning, I was just playing with my brain...
Wang Ye shook his head: "Change the topic."
"What are you and Zhang Ziliang planning secretly?"
"Do you know that he will die?"
Wang Ye looked into Lu Qing's eyes and asked seriously.
Lu Qing was startled for a moment, his expression also became serious, and he shook his head: "I don't know, he only told me that Emperor Changsheng can solve it."
"Ah..."
Wang Ye chuckled and shook his head: "If you didn't guess at all, then your name wouldn't be Lu Qing."
"Don't worry, I won't blame you for this."
Lu Qing breathed a sigh of relief and resumed his smile: "That's good."
