After rebirth, the villain just wants to spoil his wife

The Qiongtian Temple is located in the most remote place in the South China Sea Canyon. Not only is the road difficult to navigate, but it is also unattainable. How many martial arts heroes want to climb the Qiongtian Temple, and how many people fall down halfway due to lack of skill and are smashed to pieces.

However, such a place that is easy to defend and difficult to attack is now engulfed in a sea of ​​flames. The crimson flames dyed half of the sky red, and the fire slowly devoured every plant and tree in the Temple of Heaven. It belongs to the Qiongtian Temple.

The Qiongtian Temple was completely annihilated overnight, and the personal guards fell at Nangong Ren's feet. The colored gold fan he used was stained with the blood of the enemy, and it was already lying on the ground in dilapidated condition.Nangong Ren tried his best to stand upright and not let his body fall down, his right hand hidden in his sleeve was dripping bright red blood continuously.

Nangong Ren's entire arm could no longer move, not only his arm, but also his body was covered with wounds of various sizes, and the internal injuries were even more serious. Not letting himself fall in front of the enemy was his last stubbornness, and also his last dignity.

"Nangong Ren, hand over the Qiongtian mentality, and the old man can leave you as a dead body."

The black-robed old man stared at Nangong Ren sharply with his sinister eyes. In his eyes, Nangong Ren was already a fish and meat, and could only be slaughtered by him.

Nangong Ren swallowed the fishy sweetness in his throat and sneered, "Old man, you are willing to pay the price of your own son for the Qiongtian Mind?"

Nangong Ren glanced at the young man standing next to the black-robed old man. The man's name was Jing Xiao, he was handsome and pleasant. Just looking at his appearance, it would be impossible to tell that Jing Xiao was actually a scheming, ruthless poisonous snake. .

The brighter the color, the more poisonous it is. This sentence is absolutely true. If he hadn’t believed in Jing Xiao by mistake, how could people have the opportunity to go deep into the Qiongtian Temple and figure out another aspect of the Qiongtian Temple? The secret road led to the annihilation of the Qiongtian Temple without any precautions.

The old man in black sneered: "The Qiongtian mentality is just the trophy of this old man, and destroying the Qiongtian Palace is the old man's goal!"

"Qiongtian Palace and Lishamen have never had any grudges, why does the old man insist on killing them all!"

"Maybe if you go to hell and ask your father, you will know the answer!" The black-robed old man said, "Do you want to hand in the Qiongtian mentality or not?"

Nangong Ren said in a cold voice: "Qiongtian mentality has long been destroyed, why don't you go to hell and ask my father if you want to?"

The old man in black robe smiled instead of anger: "The dying man is just quick to talk, Xiao Er, I leave it to you."

As the old man said, the Qiongtian mentality was just his spoils of war, and it was not necessary. Since Nangong Ren refused to hand it over to the old man, he stopped wasting time and told his son to kill him immediately.

Jing Xiao has always been obedient to his father, at this moment he said "yes" and raised his sword to stab at Nangong Ren. Xiao's ultimate move was already impossible.

Nangong Ren closed his eyes and was full of desolation, thinking that his wise life was confused for a moment, and the Qiongtian Palace fell into a complete mess, causing the subordinates who followed him to die, and he was alone before he died. For a truly confidant to live such a failure, this is probably retribution.

Well, it's not a good thing to have nothing to worry about after death.

"clang!"

The expected sharp blade piercing the heart did not come, but there was a crisp sound of "clang" in my ear.

Nangong Ren opened his eyes and saw a slender man in black clothes standing in front of him. The man's back was facing him with a high ponytail. He was dressed like a shadow guard from Death Gate, but the shadow guard from Death Gate had already Where did all the sacrifices come from?

Nangong Ren looked carefully again and saw that the man was holding a piece of bamboo stick in his hand. The surface of the bamboo stick was smooth, and the brown bamboo inside was even peeled off from the green. At a glance, he knew that this bamboo stick must be used frequently. The man just now It was this bamboo stick that blocked Jing Xiao's sword.

"I didn't expect that there was another fish that slipped through the net."

Jing Xiao saw the man's face clearly, and was a little surprised: "It's you!"

"You know him?"

The old man in black was also staring at the man in black, but he was speaking to Jing Xiao.

"Yes, Ying Jiu, was originally one of Nangong Ren's personal guards. It was the boy who tricked Nangong Ren to abandon him like a shoe. I just didn't expect that Nangong Ren would treat him like that. This person can still be like this. Be loyal."

Having heard Jing Xiao's words, Nangong Ren finally remembered who the man in front of him was, Ying Jiu, one of his personal bodyguards.The matter probably started three years ago. One day two years ago, when he was practicing kung fu, he almost lost his temper. At this time, Ying Jiu, who was his personal bodyguard, entered his room for some reason. He looked like he was in a state of madness, and the sultry fragrance in his breath was even more lingering, making him even more irritable and restless.

Nangong Ren couldn't even see who the person was, so he eagerly pressed the person under him, tore his clothes, and raped him.

The strange thing is that Nangong Ren's mind gradually cleared up during the process, and the violent internal force was slowly calmed down, which did not cause him to explode and die.Afterwards, Ying Jiu was dismissed by Nangong Ren for the crime of seducing the Lord and plotting against him.

In fact, according to the crime, Yingjiu should die, but at that time Nangong Ren had many doubts in his heart, so he temporarily saved Yingjiu's life, but in the end he couldn't find out anything, so he gradually forgot about Yingjiu. Looking at it now It turned out that everything was Jing Xiao's conspiracy, and the reason why Ying Jiu entered his room was because of Jing Xiao's trap.

The black-robed old man looked at Ying Jiu with disdain: "You think you can save Nangong Ren by yourself?"

Ying Jiu's upright and tough figure stood in front of Nangong Ren without anything, and his words were filled with strong desperation: "I can't, but I'm the Lord... the shadow guard of the Palace Master, who wants to harm the Palace Master. Those who want to step on the dead body first!"

At this time, Jing Xiao stepped forward and raised his hands flat on his chest to respectfully salute the black-robed old man: "Father, it is the trouble left by the son, let the child solve it."

The old man in black robe nodded: "Well, let's go."

Yingjiu lost all his internal strength and was blind, Jing Xiao didn't pay attention to people at all, he thought he was more than enough to deal with Yingjiu, and if he didn't use ten moves, Yingjiu would definitely die under his sword.However, after ten moves, Jing Xiao realized that he was careless and underestimated the enemy. Not only did Ying Jiu not die under his sword, but he was forced back by Ying Jiu's bamboo stick.

The so-called skinny camel is bigger than a horse, and Ying Jiu's martial arts were much higher than Jing Xiao's before he lost his internal strength. Now Ying Jiu can defeat Jing Xiao with just one move, one style, and a bamboo stick without using internal strength, but this is not the case. There is no price.

A body without internal support cannot fight a protracted battle. Yingjiu is struggling to support it with only a single willpower at the moment. The meridians all over her body seem to be eaten by thousands of ants, but Yingjiu's complexion does not show any abnormality. The bamboo stick was like a magic weapon in his hand, the bamboo stick suddenly pointed at Jing Xiao's left shoulder and forced the man back several steps.

The old man in black robe snorted dissatisfiedly, Jing Xiao covered his injured left shoulder and showed shame: "It's the child who is incompetent."

"It's a good seedling, but it's a pity that it followed the wrong owner!"

The black-robed old man's eyes suddenly brightened after he finished speaking, and his body quickly moved to attack Ying Jiu. Ying Jiu's ears moved and reacted very quickly.

As soon as Ying Jiu fought against the black-robed old man, he knew that the other party's martial arts were far beyond his body without internal strength. With just two moves, the black-robed old man destroyed the bamboo stick in Ying Jiu's hand with a pair of fleshy palms, and the bamboo stick was twisted. It turned into a twist and split into pieces. If he hadn't let go in time, Ying Jiu's arm might have been like a bamboo stick. Even so, Ying Jiu's palm was bloody and bloody the moment the bamboo stick split, and then his whole body flew backwards and flew away again. It landed with a bang.

The black-robed old man smiled triumphantly, his target was Nangong Ren, he ignored Ying Jiu's life and death, and walked straight towards Nangong Ren.

However, before the old man in black robe got close to Nangong Ren, a black shadow quickly attacked the old man.

"act recklessly!"

The old man in black robe didn't even move a bit, he raised his palm and hit Ying Jiu who was still in the air, Ying Jiu spit out a mouthful of blood when his body fell to the ground, but he stood up again without hesitation and punched the old man...

Time and time again, even the old man in black robe couldn't help being moved. He made a heavy blow, and the opponent was clearly at the end of his battle. What kind of belief was it that supported this shadow guard to stand up time and time again regardless of life and death.

The other party was blind and his eyes were dull, but the black-robed old man saw in Ying Jiu's eyes an unusual tenacity and a determination to see death as home.

Ying Jiu was beaten to the ground many times, his internal organs were seriously damaged, and he scrambled and screamed in pain, but this time he didn't fall to the ground, but fell into a firm embrace.

Perhaps out of compassion, Nangong Ren caught Ying Jiu, but his own body was shaken, and finally he couldn't help vomiting out the fishy sweetness that he had swallowed.

"Ying Jiu is enough, enough, don't stand up anymore."

Nangong Ren pressed Ying Jiuyu's body that was about to rise again, and he admitted that he was moved at this moment.

How could Ying Jiu not know that the ending was a foregone conclusion, all he did was to let the Palace Master live for a few more minutes.

"It's because the subordinates are incompetent, they can't save...the palace master..."

Ying Jiu was so guilty that blood and minced meat kept flowing out of his mouth.

Nangong Ren caressed Ying Jiu's side face and smiled sadly: "You did a good job Ying Jiu, you fought for me for the extra quarter of an hour, thank you."

Ying Jiu pulled her lips and tried to make a smile: "Hall Master, this subordinate... likes you... really likes you... really likes you..."

Nangong Ren's heart trembled slightly, and there was a little bit of bitterness in his mouth, why did God make fun of him like this, let him know that there is someone who loves him when he is dying, he is not reconciled!

"I like you too."

Ying Jiu smiled, from the bottom of his heart, no matter if it was comfort or gratitude, before he died, he received the response from the Palace Master, which brought a successful end to the ten years of love, he deserved it .

"Hallmaster...thank you..."

Ying Jiu closed his eyes slowly, and died in the arms of the Palace Master, he was very happy.

As Ying Jiu closed his eyes, the corners of Nangong Ren's eyes were scarlet, and his ears were buzzing. He tightened his arms to hug him tightly, and lightly stroked Ying Jiu's face with bloody fingertips.The Qiongtian Palace is gone, the people around him are dead, and he ended up in such an unbearable end after a glorious half of his life. This is retribution, and it is God's punishment for his frivolity and arrogance.But what about Yingjiu?He hasn't had time to have a good word with Ying Jiu, he has never seen even a gentle smile, at this moment of dying, this shadow guard has become his only regret, if there is an afterlife, I hope he can meet again When he comes to Yingjiu, he will cherish it even more and will never let it down!

Nangong Ren touched a sword that someone had dropped by his hand, and looked at Ying Jiu in his arms tenderly.

"Yingjiu, wait for me."

The sound of sharp blades piercing flesh sounded, and Nangong Ren stabbed the sword into his fragile heart without hesitation.

The blade pierced through the body, and blood dripped down the tip of the sword.

Nangong Ren lowered his head, his messy hair covered half of his face, but if you looked carefully, you could see a smile on the corner of Nangong Ren's mouth, just like the person in his arms.