Dao! Qiong! Cang! (3)

When Jiang Buyi died, he did not feel the slightest bit of sorrow. He died a good death!

Yan Wuse was about to die and his heart felt heavy. After all, although they were on different sides, he understood Yan Wuse's standpoint.

Xu Xiaoshou frowned, grabbed the dragon horns and lowered his head.

"Precious Dragon, why do I feel a little sad?"

The Demonic Emperor Black Dragon shook its head and said calmly.

"The Saint Fall would always cause people to feel sad. It's good to get used to it. This isn't a fight between the great powers, it's a Struggle for the Great Path."

Xu Xiaoshou was stunned for a moment, and his sadness then faded away.

That's right!

A general's success would cost ten thousand bones.

The robbing path in a battle was bound to be bloody.

Water Ghost had already told him all this when they were at the deep sea.