Princess Against the World

Du Ziming is going to sink the boat, and he will be buried with Qiu Wushuang when he dies!

Ling Luoyu's lips curled into a thin smile: "If you want others to die with you, I'm afraid they won't agree!"

With a stern smile, the Soul Blade burst out, whistling to kill, ruthlessly reaching Du Ziming.

Under the absolute pressure of the Primal Chaos Spirit, Du Ziming simply did not have the strength to make a second move.

All his profound energy was placed on the golden sword that killed Qiu Wushuang.

Now that the primordial spirit of Chaos is on the top, and the soul blade is killing him, he has no chance to fight back at all.

"puff!"

The soul blade dares to penetrate his chest!

Blood splattered!

Ignoring the piercing wound in his heart, his eyes locked on his golden sword.

When a person is in a desperate situation, he will have no attachment to his own vitality, because he knows that he will die.

At this time, Du Ziming was more concerned about taking Qiu Wushuang to Huangquan together.

Even if he dies, he will die with the woman he loves the most.

Ling Luoyu grabbed it out of the void with his right hand, and the Primal Chaos Spirit rose up violently, like a shield, before Qiu Wushuang.

"boom!"

The golden sword collided with the Primal Chaos Spirit and spun into it.

Ling Luoyu's fingertips tightened in the void, and the Primal Chaos Spirit was even more powerful, entangling the golden sword with the force of mad pressure.

Du Ziming's eyes showed a hint of despair, "No..."

Ling Luoyu's pupils shrank slightly, and the right hand he grabbed slowly tightened.

Under her control, the golden sword was squeezed by the primordial spirit of chaos until it was twisted and deformed, turning it into a useless sword.

Hao's wrist flipped, and Ling Luoyu threw the golden sword at Du Ziming.

"Ding dong!"

The golden sword fell to the ground, bounced a few times, and then remained motionless, like Du Ziming's heart.

He felt that his heartbeat seemed to stop beating, and the whole person collapsed and finally fell down slowly, kneeling heavily on the ground.

Blood flowed out from his chest, the corners of his lips bleed, and his eyes were dull.

"No... how could this be? How could this be!"

Everything is going according to the plan he set!

Everything is so perfect!

But this kind of perfection has become so vulnerable after hitting Ling Luoyu!

The chess game he worked so hard for for many years turned into a dead end in an instant!

Do not!

He shouldn't have died so decadently!

This is not the ending he should have!

Do not!

A corner of the clothes entered his eyes, and he raised his eyes in shock.

Ling Luoyu was condescending, his eyes dark and murderous.

"Du Ziming, when you were killing my father, you should have thought of this ending... In your game, he is the most innocent person! Even under Jiuquan, he will not understand , Why didn't I die in the hands of the enemy, but in the hands of brothers and sisters!"

"Haha..." Du Ziming suddenly laughed out loud, with a crazy look in his eyes: "Ling Luoyu, what if you killed me? Your father is dead! He is still dead! I still outlived him by more than ten years...I Earn...haha!!!"

Ling Luoyu hooked his lips in disdain: "But I will sacrifice your head to him! What about you?! I'm afraid that you will become a lonely ghost, and there is no one who burns paper for you, right?!"

Du Ziming's laughter stopped abruptly, and he stood up abruptly, staring aggressively.

"Ling Luoyu, even if I become a lonely ghost, I won't let you go!"

Ling Luoyu sneered disapprovingly, his fingertips suddenly grabbed the wound on his chest, pinched it hard, and blood gurgled out.

"I've killed countless people! How can I be afraid of a lonely ghost like you?! I do things with a clear conscience, and I'm not afraid of you little devils knocking on the door!"

Hehe, girls, you're abusing scum, don't you show any signs? (*￣3)(ε￣*)

Hehe, girls, you're abusing scum, don't you show any signs? (*￣3)(ε￣*)