The little uncle is not dead, and the little uncle will definitely not die.

However, the ending disappointed her.

Even though her heart was pierced by the Scarlet Heaven Sword and Mingyin Shengyan burned her soul, Luo Yunxiao still destroyed half of her soul.

Is the little uncle really dead?

Mu Yan closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and forcibly put aside the thought.

She still didn't believe that Luo Yunxiao was really lost.

But in any case, now is not the time for weakness and hesitation.

If there is no more killer, this stupid Qihuang of his own will really take his life to die with others.

Qihuang said that he had lived for too long and did not want to continue living.

But Muyan knew that this somewhat arrogant and willful bear child had lived for so long, but had never enjoyed a real life.

Ups and downs, ups and downs.

Muyan wanted him to taste it all in the future.

Even if she may not be able to accompany him, she will create a world for her bear child that can accommodate him and make him happy and peaceful.

Since Muyan prevented Qi Huang from self-destructing, Luo Yunxiao's eyes have been on the two of them.

Seeing Muyan looking over, he lightly curled the corners of his lips, revealing a mocking smile: "Jun Muyan, finally stop pretending, and only fight with swords? It's just... you think you used the skills and rules of a Kagura musician. Can the power surpass me?"

Mu Yan did not answer his words, but plucked the strings, and the figure slowly split into two.

She threw out a book and landed on Chu Moli's lap.

"This book is mixed with the origin of the magic instrument of Tianmoqin, which can temporarily lock Qihuang's soul. Third senior brother, please help me to look after him, and don't let him mess around."

Qi Huang said angrily: "Bastard woman, what are you talking about!"

Mu Yan ignored him, clenched the Qijue sword in his hand, and looked at Luo Yunxiao not far away for a moment.

Chu Moli looked at the book in his hand for a long time, and finally slowly drove the wheelchair to retreat to the barrier.

Qi Huang didn't want to follow, but the book was in Chu Moli's hands.

There seemed to be a thread invisibly, forcibly pulling him and retreating to the barrier.

Qi Huang said angrily, "Cripple, I warn you to immediately lose the book in your hand!"

Chu Moli glanced at him, his expression still indifferent, and said solemnly: "Lord of Eternal Night, no matter how many people in this world think that you should not live, or that your only mission is to maintain the eternal immortality of Eternal Night Continent, but at least My little sister doesn't think so."

"In this world, there is at least one person who wants you to live like a normal person."

The corner of Chu Moli's mouth raised a shallow arc, and he said unhurriedly: "The world has let you down, but my little junior sister has never felt sorry for you. I hope you will not disappoint her expectations, even if..."

He paused for a while, then glanced at the senior brothers outside the barrier, and said in a difficult voice, "Even if such forbearance and withdrawal make you very painful."

Qi Huang was slightly stunned.

The next moment, a totem like the other side of the flower climbed up on his forehead.

The youth's already beautiful face, at this time, seemed more and more coquettish.

Qi Huang sneered and said, "Chu Moli, are you not sure whether it is true or false? It is impossible for Jun Muyan to beat that little white face, and she can't even survive from him."

"Do you think Jun Muyan was at a disadvantage when he fought only with swords before? No, you don't understand at all, Luo Yunxiao also only used swords in this battle. If he burst out with all his power..."

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