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Picking up the head of Qi Cheng Aruba, Cheng Qing and the wolf girl turned around and returned to the Sun family's mansion.1

Since the opening of the Nine-tailed Fox Domain and Cheng Qing's sudden sword stance once again blew the battle horn, the battle had actually only progressed for an extremely short period of time. The battle before their eyes was still fierce and bloody.

However, when everyone's cultivation had been suppressed to the first level of the Desire Prison realm, the berserk scene was rarely seen.

Cheng Qing's strategy of killing Sun Cyprestar at the first possible moment was extremely effective. After the Sun Clan cultivators lost their highest commander, many people were at a loss. Not to mention that they had no reason to advance or retreat, their morale had dropped to the very bottom.

This allowed the cultivators from the An Tian Sect and the Feudal Lords Clan to split up and surround their opponents in the process of a few violent attacks.

The victor was the king and the loser was the bandit. This was a principle that everyone knew. Justice is not something that can change the outcome of a war. The one who wins the end will definitely be justice.

However, at this moment, the cultivators of Western Paradise, who were loudly shouting about the execution of the traitor, were completely immersed in their killing. Not only were they able to crush the cultivators of the Sun family in terms of their momentum, they were also able to advance rapidly in their battle.

Those who believed in justice were fearless. Even if they died in battle, they could still die with their backs straight. Even those who believed that they stood on the opposite side of justice could not help but feel guilty and terrified.

Cheng Qing no longer took part in the battle to kill the cultivators of the Sun family. Carrying the head of Cha Cha Ra, he walked straight to the edge of the battlefield. Here, a portion of the cultivators were dealing with the wolves' assault.

Jumping onto the eaves of a magnificent building, Cheng Qing raised his dripping head and shouted towards the crowd of wolves, "Chihuahua Aruba head is here, little scum of the Uighur tribe, why aren't you retreating?!"

Upon hearing his words, the wolfwalker, who was fighting with the An Tian Sect, looked up in astonishment. When they could clearly see the light of the fire on the battlefield, the pale white face of the head in Cheng Qing's hands, all of their expressions changed as they cried out in alarm one after another.

Many people looked at Cheng Qing with fear in their eyes.

Liu Jing'an seized the opportunity to shout out loudly. He took the lead and rushed out, hacking down a wolfwalker in front of him. He raised his blade and shouted "Kill!"

Without any mishap, and without any mishap at all, the wolfsmen turned around and ran, scattering like birds and beasts.

Bai Xiuli was cutting apart Uncle Sun's head. He gnashed his teeth in anger, but his heart felt carefree just by looking at him. He wasn't thinking about this battle achievement, but simply hated Uncle Sun to the bone.

Now that he had the opportunity to personally take off the head of the other party and vent the anger in his heart, Bai Xiuli was naturally not willing to let it go.

He planned to carefully marinate the head and preserve it. After the war, he would send it to the Imperial Court to show Cheng Qing's reputation and let everyone in the west know of his achievements.

Bai Xiuli admired Cheng Qing from the bottom of his heart. He made up his mind that even if there was a difference in their age and status, after the battle, they would still bow down to each other as friends. To be able to be brothers with such a young man, Bai Xiuli felt that this was a happy event in his life. One could be as white as the sun, one could be, one could be white as the sky, one could be white as tens of thousands of times.

If Cheng Qing knew his thoughts, he would only smile.

This was how they were in his previous life.

From the rooftop, he saw Bai Xiuli sitting in a pool of blood, taking out a bag of lime from his Cosmic Bag. As if he was a handicraft, Chen Qing couldn't help but laugh as he attentively smeared the blood on Uncle Sun's head.

Bai Xiuli was indeed a cautious and serious person. His hands were covered in blood, and when he used the lime to wipe off the head of Uncle Sun inch by inch, he gently caressed the face of his lover.

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