Chapter 700

"You..."

Qin Jian looked up and was surprised again.

I saw thousands of streams with white hair, which also changed from middle-aged to white hair and wrinkles.

It's like the tone at the bottom of my heart is broken. I don't want to maintain my appearance anymore.

"Tang Chen, with me..."

The voice of thousands of streams is very hoarse.

"We claim to be invincible at the same time, we don't like each other, we never disagree with anyone, and we fell in love with you together..."

He looked a little painful and relieved.

"He is more persistent than me. I still have future generations as my sustenance, but he is desperate to find you after becoming God..."

Qiandaoliu had no choice but to smile: "it's silly of us to think that we can get your favor when we become a God..."

Posey stroked his forehead with a headache: "that's just an excuse, just an excuse! Are you serious?!"

Qin Jian silently inserted a sentence: "in fact, you can just send a good man card. Er... Forget it. According to Tang Chen's level of muscle man, I probably think you're praising him..."

"People who are addicted to power will only see power at last. When they can't get it, they will think that they are not strong enough..."

Qiandaoliu looked at Posey: "after so many years of persistence, I suddenly don't know what I'm doing..."

"Tang Chen, all his pursuits are for you..."

"And I, originally for you, but slowly, it seems to be bound in place..."

"Many things are like this. Slowly stay away from your original heart, but you may not find it..."

He sighed: "it's good. It reminds me of my original heart and the enthusiasm and self-confidence when I was young."

"No longer for Xueer, no longer for the future of thousands of families, and no longer want to recover the Wulin Hall..."

Buzz!

The soul power of qiandaoliu burned fiercely, and the golden flame went up with determination to shine the angel's soul on the whole world.

"I will fight for myself! With this last strength, challenge you!"

The holy sword points directly at Qin sword.

"Do you dare to accept my challenge? The challenge as Posey's suitor!"

The sound of thousands of streams rumbled in the sky and earth, making everyone numb.

This is wonderful

Posisi couldn't bear to look straight at him and turned his head: "these two people are mentally ill... They have never asked me what I want, so they fight around, and now they force you to fight..."

The face of a thousand streams shook.

"Poof!"

Bibidong smiled again and said, "it's clearly a decisive battle to determine the ownership of the mainland. How did it develop into a battle of love enemies? Qin Jian, will the painting style change no matter what happens to you?"

Qin Jian: "

"Forget it..."

He waved, "they are also two poor people, although they are a little stupid."

Buzz!

Summon the silver dragon gun and hold it in your hand. Qin Jian's level 98 peerless breath suddenly overwhelmed him.

"Thousands of streams, you and I have had grudges for a long time. From the sneak attack on the star forest seven years ago to the sneak attack on the Pope's palace two years ago, you tried to take my life again and again..."

Qin Jian pointed his spear at Qian Daoliu's eyebrows: "come on! I'll give you a decent death?"

"Hahaha! OK!"

Thousands of streams burst into laughter, laughing so that tears came out.

The angel's soul with burning vitality pounced on Qin Jian, just like a moth that knew it would die and still pounced on the flame.

When he noticed that Qin Jian reached level 98, he knew he would die.

Because Qin Jian was able to draw him and escape many times when he was in the soul fight, what is the concept that level 98 is only one level lower than him?

"Boom, boom!"

The gun shadow all over the sky and the golden light exploded. The fight between the two was short and intense.

When qiandaoliu burns out the last trace of vitality to attack, Qin Jian also needs to integrate the seventh and eighth soul skills to completely resist it.

"Boom!"

The dazzling golden flame fell in circles, just like the end of an era, tragic and desperate.

Countless people stared at the scene and couldn't calm down for a long time.

Holding a silver dragon gun, Qin Jian stood silently in the college entrance examination, watching the figure of thousands of streams gradually swallowed up in the golden flame.

He knew that qiandaoliu was qianrenxue's grandfather, but he still didn't leave any hands.

Because he knew that qiandaoliu had no heart to live. His belief was broken when Posey said that Qin Jian was her man.

In one's life, obsession is good or bad.

Obsession can make a man, and in the same way, it can destroy him.

Qiandaoliu and Tang Chen were destroyed by their own obsession.

They can't accept that the person they pursue for so long, the person who has spent a hundred years of their life, will finally fall in love with another person.

"It's over." Qin Jian murmured.

Posisi came to him and asked softly, "Qin Jian, did I... Do something wrong?"

"You? What did you do wrong?"

Qin Jian laughed.

Posey said with some emotion, "if I hadn't said that in a rage, maybe they wouldn't have wasted their life."

"Well... You're a little wrong in this regard..."

Qin Jian pondered for a moment and said, "however, that's why they keep pestering. Besides, you didn't expect these two people to be so persistent. They really spent their whole life to become gods."

"Speaking of it, you are a bit like them. Do you have to have your own obsession to reach the limit?"

He suddenly shook his head and smiled: "they spent most of their life for you, and you spent most of your life for that ethereal waiting. You pity them. Who will pity you?"

Posey gently took his arm and sighed, "at least I finally got it. It's not a waste."

She looked up at Qin Jian's side face and smiled: "so, even if I die now, I won't feel sorry."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Qin Jian said discontentedly.

"Well, I won't say."

Posey gently helped him straighten his messy collar.

"Qin Jian, you saved me this time."

Bibidong finally floated slowly, interrupting Qin Jian's intimacy with posisi.

Posisi turned around.

Until now, she had a chance to see the Pope, the woman who said she wanted to be a God.

Bidon is looking at her, too.

She was also curious about the man who reached the top of the soul master with a woman's body.

"I've heard a lot, the Pope."

Posisi smiled softly without any hostility: "I often hear Qin Jian talk about you."

Bidong Mei's eyes turned: "Oh? What did he say about me?"

"He said you are great. You obviously have the inheritance of the divine throne, but you are willing to take strange risks and want to create the divine throne yourself," Posey said with deep appreciation and admiration on his face: "you did something I didn't dare to do. It's great."

"There's no way..."

Bibidong stroked his hair and glanced at Qin Jian: "who made me fall in love with this man? I can only give up those readily available forces."

Posisi was puzzled and said, "why do you have to give up the inheritance of the throne when you fall in love with him?"

Bidon looked at her and his eyes narrowed gradually