There were only two people left in the hall, Mo Yunhai and Mo Luo, facing the enemy again, Mo Luo's breathing gradually became heavier, she had tried to kill Mo Yunhai several times, but without exception, they all failed, even if she still didn't have the confidence to face it now. Unless you use a magic weapon. But that won't kill the Demon Cloud Sea, and it will also alarm the master.

Regardless of Mo Luo's thoughts, Mo Yunhai put down the teacup: "When I saw you when I first saw you, I was still a little girl, and now I should call you a junior sister." "Hanjiang Diaosu is the junior brother of the Lord of Dream Butterfly Valley, it is really good from here, and when I think of my great-granddaughter becoming a junior sister, Mo Yunhai is also quite speechless.

Mo Luo glared at him, and said fiercely, "You dare to appear in front of my eyes! Believe it or not, I'll kill you right now!" With that, the long sword in his hand was unsheathed, and it was directly on the neck of the Demon Cloud Sea.

Mo Yunhai didn't care, completely ignoring the blade on his neck: "You can't kill me, you know it yourself." ”

Mo Luo's face was full of resentment, and the sword in her hand was constantly trembling, she knew that what Mo Yunhai said was right, even in this state, it would be easy for Mo Yunhai to counter her.

Mo Yunhai asked again, "Do you really want to kill me?"

Mo Luo was stunned, this was the first time that Mo Yunhai asked himself so directly, when others asked, he would always say angrily that he must be killed, even if the master asked. And every time he attacked and killed the Demon Cloud Sea, he always easily subdued himself and let him go. In the words of the Demon Cloud Sea, he has been entangled with the descendants of the Demon Family for decades and nearly a hundred years, and there is no need to say what he should say or want to say. The hatred of the descendants of the Demon Family is concentrated on the body of the Demon Cloud Sea, and it is enough not to harm the innocent.

When the Demon Cloud Sea really asked her today, Mo Luo was also confused, when no one was around, revenge has always been her motivation, even when she heard that the Demon Cloud Sea was coming to Lingshan just now, she rushed down at full speed. Even she herself did not doubt that when she saw the enemy for the first time, she would draw her sword and stab him.

Do you really want to kill me?

Do you really want to kill me?

Do you want to kill me?

Kill me?

Mo Luo herself didn't know that her master really wanted to kill the Demon Cloud Sea, love is always easy to forget, but hatred will make people remember eternal life and eternity, and she has been educated like this since she was a child. In all fairness, what reason did she have to hate Demon Yunhai? This was already a grudge from four generations ago, and it couldn't even be considered a grudge.

But remembering the terrifying appearance of my grandmother before she died, she cried out for revenge, shouted for the sea of demon clouds, her withered arms grabbed her, her cloudy eyes widened, her lonely teeth collided in her mouth, and her wrinkled face was full of hideousness: "I am not reconciled! I still want to ...... Revenge, revenge for the demons!"

The angry seed was planted in Mo Luo's heart, and she stared at the sea of demon clouds again: "Yes, I will kill you!"

"I'll give you a chance to kill me. ”

"You, how could it be...... What are your intentions!?"

Mo Yunhai shook his head and smiled: "If you really want to kill me, listen to my advice, otherwise even if you spend your whole life uselessly, you will have nothing to gain like you did before." ”

Mo Luo was stunned for a moment, and then sneered: "I understand, you have something to ask for, even the things you can't solve, if I guess correctly, it's either related to the treasure in my hand or related to my master, what's the matter? And the only thing he can think about is Qiankun Basket or Master.

Mo Yunhai did his best for the entire Great Zhou Dynasty, and Mo Luo naturally didn't believe that he would put his life on the line for a small deal with him, this must be a lure words. After figuring out these joints, she let go of her hanging heart. It's also strange to say, it is clear that the sea of demon clouds came to ask for something, and even did not hesitate to hand over his life to his sword, but it was Mo Luo who panicked first.

Mo Yunhai shook his head: "I don't think I'm a good person, but I still have some credit, in fact, in addition to today's events, I also want to find someone who can kill me." "As early as when he got the news of Messy's death, Mo Yunhai had this idea, because of his own invitation, Tan Hua, Messy and a large number of juniors from Butterfly Valley came out to help the court, but none of them ended well.

Especially as soon as the Zhuxian Xiaojian came out, everyone's lives were threatened all the time, and Mo Yunhai couldn't wait to rush up by himself, if it weren't for his Butterfly Valley, he wouldn't have suffered such a heavy loss, but he knew that it was useless, it was meaningless except for taking his own life. Thinking about it carefully, Demon Cloud Sea has always used Butterfly Valley to support the imperial court and support the existence that he is fighting for. And as a disciple of Butterfly Valley, what has he done to this master? nothing......

But the result?

The erosion of the Great Zhou Dynasty has reached the roots, the more it is saved, the more it is seen through, this country wants to slide into an abyss, and because of their own relationship, the Butterfly Valley monks who could have stayed out of the matter have died one after another, and they are burying this decaying empire.

When Tong Tong proposed to use the three-light sword array to bombard Tianfang City, the Demon Cloud Sea was only worried that it would bring bad luck to Butterfly Valley, but he himself had a plan to die, this incorrigible country, guarding the friendship but scarred Butterfly Valley people, if he died he could be freed, it would be good, at that time, I would like to make amends for my junior brothers and nephews.

As soon as Mo Yunhai told Mo Luo about the matter, Mo Luo also frowned, this matter is very serious, do you really want to be the enemy of Yushan? But this may be the only chance to kill the enemy. As I said at the beginning, if Demon Yunhai didn't want to die, no one would be able to kill him.

But he wants to atone for his sins now, and he doesn't want to look at this country again, so he already has the heart to die, and he really can't survive in the face of such a loss in Butterfly Valley, just wait to eliminate the rebels in Shudi, avenge Butterfly Valley, and do his last bit for this country.

Mo Luo understood the cause and effect and asked, "Do you want me to deal with the little sword of Zhuxian? Are you really sure that the Qiankun basket can deal with it? Are you really so willing to die under my sword so easily?"

Demon Yunhai shook his head: "I can't be sure, but I'm willing to give it a try no matter what, Butterfly Valley has killed and injured too many people, no matter what the cost, I will end all this." ”

Mo Luo said in a deep voice, "What are your conditions?"

Mo Yunhai replied: "I don't need you to go into battle to kill the enemy, just sweep the formation on the side, as long as you restrain the little sword of Zhuxian, and wait until you defeat all the rebels in Shudi, then you can take my life with a sword." ”

"You...... Can you let it go?" Mo Luo didn't know if Mo Yunhai could let go of this dynasty.

Mo Yunhai smiled indifferently: "What can't I let go, I've been obsessed with it for nearly a hundred years, but what have I got? "Mo Yunhai doesn't want to die in the hands of the enemy, the people in Butterfly Valley won't kill him, it's really a good choice to come to Mo Luo, for the guilt of the demon family, the demon cloud sea has not been broken for a hundred years, it's not a good thing to die in the hands of the descendants of the demon family, how many times have I dreamed back to my youth, the big brother named Mo Yunfeng blocked his life in front of him, but the reason was because of his arrogant mistakes, maybe at that time he should pay the price for his actions.

Mo Luo paused for a moment: "Maybe there will be a turnaround in the future, are you willing to die like this?"

Mo Yunhai didn't think much about it: "In the past, I couldn't be killed by you because I wanted to guard this country, but now I choose you for this country, it makes no difference." ”

"Is it worth it?"

"You stabbed me and I was caught, not ten times, but eight times, as long as I was ruthless once, you can't stand here, are you worth it?"

Mo Luo was silent, did she have hatred for Mo Yunhai? I couldn't say clearly, but her grandmother's teaching made revenge her life goal, and the descendants of the Demon Family should assassinate Mo Yunhai. And the true identity of the Demon Cloud Sea is the prince of the Great Zhou, born with blood, destined for him to shed the last drop of blood for this dynasty, no matter how hard he has worked for a hundred years, the Great Zhou is like a big house that leaks rain, no matter how much it is repaired, it can't stand up in the wind and rain. The trust of the four generations of kings, the border cutting order, the gold medal order and arrow, and the power of the world's soldiers and horses, each of them is a shackle that imprisons him, just like Moluo is imprisoned by hatred.

Mo Luo said: "I promise you, but I will not participate in the struggle, I will only deal with the little sword of Zhuxian." After sweeping the land of Shu, I will come to take your life. ”

"I'll wait for you!" Maybe then will be the time when the two of them will be free from each other's bonds.

......

Outside the big tent of the Chinese army outside Tianfang City, Lin Yue bowed deeply to the corpses that had been placed, there are people and demons here, there is Yuexianglan who took her to Butterfly Valley to be a senior sister, and Li Zhi, who is a first-class cook and housework, and has repeatedly helped him, and

Bai Xiaohei, this cool little brother, he ignored everyone when he first met, in fact, Lin Yue knew that he just didn't know how to get along with people, that was the Jackdaw Daoist, and I still remember that when I was in Taoguan, I broke into the sword wind and saw the bones alone, and personally introduced the Jackdaw Daoist into Butterfly Valley. There are also a few fellow disciples, who studied art in Butterfly Valley at the beginning, and everyone took care of each other, fighting demons in northern Xinjiang, and bathing in blood together on the battlefield.

Looking back, it was really a nostalgic time, Lin Yue couldn't help but smile when he thought of the funny place, but soon he returned to reality, these memories were gone, and these people were dead.

"Your heart is in turmoil. Lin Yue said to the psychic immortal monarch in the sea

Lin Yue asked, "Uncle Taishi, if you use the realm of immortal bodies, can you punish the immortal sword at the moment?"

"I can't guarantee that. ”

"Then let me ask another question, if I am killed by the little sword of Zhuxian, then what will happen to you?"

"I will die with you. ”

Lin Yue was silent for a while and said, "If at the moment of my death, the Taishi Uncle activates the Immortal Body Realm, can he take my body over......?"

The Psychic Immortal Monarch groaned, "Perhaps...... No, it's likely to die together, this risk can't be taken, the sea of magic clouds must be back soon, there is no need to risk it now. ”

"I know, but my heart can't calm down, as long as there is a possibility, I'm sorry Uncle Taishi, this time I'm going to be willful, no, I'm going to be reckless once. ”

The Psychic Immortal Monarch could feel that Lin Yue was really angry, very completely angry, and this scorching anger even urged the power sealed in his body to run on its own. Lin Yuehu walked towards Tianfang City with an amazing aura and faith. The golden light flashed in his left hand, the golden scale sword was held in his hand, the purple light lingered in his right hand, and the purple flame snake spear flashed with a cold yin qi. When Lin Yue walked out of the camp, the Tianmu pattern on his forehead burst open. Even the children in the big tent of the Chinese army can feel this power.

The Butterfly Valley Gate came out one after another, watching the protagonist who caused the commotion approaching Heavenly Square City step by step.

The whole earth was trembling, and the masters in Tianfang City naturally noticed it, and they came to the city one after another, only to see that there was only one person on the other side to challenge.