There are three treasures in the home of abandoned wives and mothers

Chapter 2237 It's really a waste
The icy voice entered his ears, and the embroidered silver high priest felt unprecedented despair.

He actually said that her liking was disgusting, which hurt her heart so much.

"I really like you, really." The embroidered silver high priest did not give up.

She is as beautiful as his wife.

"Yes, my senior sister is infatuated, do you want to ruin her infatuation like this?" Xiuzheng also helped the high priest of embroidery to speak at this moment in order to survive.

"It's indeed a waste." Mu Yunxuan's light tone was full of sarcasm.

The silver-embroidered high priest involuntarily took a step forward.

It was indeed a waste. Every word he said sounded so hurtful, and he no longer gave her a shred of hope.

For countless nights, she fantasized about the scene with him, and wanted him crazily in her heart.

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At this moment, a deep chill rose in her heart, and a trace of resentment appeared in her eyes.

An inexplicable melancholy deepened in her heart, and that faint hatred filled her.

Her sincerity is nothing in his eyes.

All the way to the present, what I got was a loss of soul.

The weather in May was very hot, but she was invaded by a cold breath into the bone marrow.

"How can you be so cruel? We followed you husband and wife all the way, can you solve everything by just ruining it? Are you just ignoring the love of my senior sister?" Xiuzheng looked at The high priest with embroidered silver seems to have given up.

But she didn't want to give up, as long as this man had a little friendship, they wouldn't have to die tonight.

With her and senior sister's strength, I'm afraid they can't kill him.

She could feel the powerful and terrifying cultivation on his body.

"Why can't I be cruel, the hatred that can't be obtained and transformed instantly is also worthy of being called love?"

Mu Yunxuan found it extremely ridiculous!
He had a panoramic view of the expression of the embroidered silver high priest.

If you can't get it, you want to destroy it, that's not love.

The embroidered silver high priest looked at her suddenly, he didn't expect him to look so carefully.

At this moment, she seemed to understand a truth.

Some people are not what you want to wait for.

I can't touch the heart that doesn't love you, no matter how long you wait, you can't wait for the person who doesn't want you.

"No one but me can cure your wife's poison." Xiuzheng looked at Mu Yunxuan's reluctance, and felt a special will-o'-the-wisp in his heart.

All the men she had met were much gentler than him.

When Mu Yunxuan heard this, he had a mocking face, "You think too highly of yourself."

The Nether Sword in Mu Yunxuan's hand tightened slightly, pointing at the two of them.

The killing intent in his eyes has been decided.

When Xiuzheng saw it, a silver staff suddenly appeared in his hand.

She knew that a big war was inevitable.

Mu Yunxuan smiled coldly, and the powerful power dormant in his body suddenly became agitated.

A powerful breath erupted from his body, dazzling blue light filled his surroundings, and the bright blue sea of ​​light enveloped the earth like a blue ocean.

At this time, a silver staff also appeared in the hands of the embroidered silver high priest.

Maybe it's time for her to wake up from her dream.

The two held up the silver sticks, and the two fiery black rays of light blended into the night.

But its power cannot be underestimated.

In an instant, the blue light around Mu Yunxuan, led by the Nether Sword, danced like a snake. The powerful force distorted the space, and the tremendous pressure spread in all directions. The terrifying fluctuations filled the night with the breath of death.

The three forces converged, and an earth-shattering sound resounded in the night sky. A powerful energy burst out, shaking the surrounding mountain peaks.

　Dear, there will be more later.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)