Whew

In the Mixed Yuan Sect, after Chen Mu put away the light talisman, he rushed away.

He didn't dare to look back at the vicious fight between Wuzhong and An Ruosong, and he didn't know that the people from the three sects arrived later.

Running along the way, Chen Mu saw corpses everywhere.

He also saw that he was a master, the Great Elder of Changluo.

The eyes of the Great Elder were wide and full of horror.

Some disciples didn't even find their bodies.

It's all a one-shot kill.

The entire Mixed Yuan Sect was like purgatory, with a river of blood.

Not only the disciples in the sect, but even the spirit beasts in the sect have not survived in their lives.

It's horrible.

That man, he is the devil.

He was born to kill for a living, Chen Mu had only one thought in his heart, hurry to the forbidden land, otherwise, the Mixed Yuan Sect would really be finished.

The forbidden land of the Mixed Yuan Sect was extremely hidden, and even Chen Mu, who was a core disciple, had to take some trouble to open the mechanism outside the forbidden land.

Ahead, a huge mausoleum finally appeared.

That is the mound of the mixed ancestors.

Chen Mu stood at the door of the forbidden land, and his breathing calmed down a little.

He released the light talisman, and inside the light talisman, Ye Lingyue sat cross-legged, and when she saw Chen Mu, Ye Lingyue said calmly.

"Chen Mu, you let me go. I can persuade Wu Chong not to kill you. ”

"Impossible, Ye Lingyue, don't you want to bewitch me, Ghost Emperor Wu Chong is not a human at all, he won't listen to you. I'm going to hand you over to the Ancestor, and the Mixed Yuan Sect will be saved. Chen Mu reached out to open the mechanism of the mausoleum.

"Chen Mu, the Mixed Yuan Sect has been destroyed. At this time, I am afraid that your boss has also been killed. You are a smart person, and you also know the truth that the tree is falling and scattering, do you think that with your own strength, it is possible to revive the Mixed Yuan Sect?" Ye Lingyue could see that Chen Mu had begun to waver.

His hand did not fall on the mechanism for a long time.

He also knew that Ye Lingyue's words were not wrong.

An Ruosong is not the opponent of the Ghost Emperor Wuzhong.

He hesitated.

If the mausoleum was opened and the Mixed Ancestor was notified, Ye Lingyue would die, and he was reluctant to let her die.

"Ye Lingyue, I'm ......" Chen Mu swallowed fiercely, "I can let you go, but I have one condition, after letting you go, you must marry me and be my woman." ”

Chen Mu once thought about following the master's arrangement and being with Yue Mei.

But since he had a ** relationship with Yue Mei, the woman began to expose her true nature, and she treated him as a private property at every turn, pointing fingers.

Chen Mu, who was born in the aristocracy, naturally couldn't bear it.

The more this was the case, the more he liked Ye Lingyue.

He remembered from time to time that when he was in Beiqing's Jinluan Palace, Ye Lingyue lowered his eyebrows and was pleasing to his eyes, and the light in those beautiful moon eyes fell on Feng Xin.

How he wished she could look at herself with the same gaze.

Ye Lingyue felt a chill in her heart, this damn Chen Mu was dying, and she dared to beat her idea.

Not to mention marrying him, or staying with him for a while, she didn't want to.

Ye Lingyue also knew that at this time, it was best for her to choose to agree to Chen Mu's request, as long as Hengzhu came out of the light talisman, she could force him back.

But she has always been clever and eloquent, but at this juncture, she can't say the word "agree".

Ye Lingyue only knew this because she promised Feng Xin.

There is only one person in her heart who wants to get married.

Even if it was to deceive Chen Mu, for her, it was also a betrayal of Feng Xin.

"Chen Mu, you should have known that I have a verbal marriage contract with Feng Xin, and I am his unmarried wife, so I can't give you any promises. Ye Lingyue's denial made Chen Mu angry and ashamed.

"Ye Lingyue, what are you pretending to be, since you are Feng Xin's wife, why do you want to be entangled with the Ghost Emperor Wuzhong. I don't think you're a good person, but I'm afraid that you've already had an affair with Wu Chong. Chen Mu sneered.

What kind of person is Ghost Emperor Wu Chong, he is willing to slaughter the entire Mixed Yuan Sect for the sake of a woman, proving that the relationship between the two is by no means simple.

Thinking that Ye Lingyue stepped on two boats, but refused to cater to him, Chen Mu was suddenly annoyed and angry.

"Chen Mu, don't talk nonsense, I can't help others talk about the matter with Wu Zhong and Feng Xin. Ye Lingyue was also annoyed.

Her maintenance of the two of them made Chen Mu jealous and distorted.

"Ye Lingyue, let me ask you again, do you agree or not. I tell you the truth, as soon as I open the mausoleum, you will die. The Mixed Ancestor not only wants to kill you, but also makes your soul scattered. Feng Xin's waste is really so good, you don't even want to perfunctory me for him. Chen Mu asked.

"He may not be that good, but for me, he's the best. Ye Lingyue completely ignored Chen Mu's threat.

"Hahaha, good, good one of the best. Then you all go to die together, what I Chen Mu can't get, who can also be imagined. Chen Mu pressed the switch of the mausoleum.

The heavy mausoleum gate, with a creaking sound, slowly moved open.

Chen Mu put his fingers together, and the light rune where Ye Lingyue was was about to be pushed into the mausoleum.

But at this moment, behind Chen Mu, a black shadow swept over.

Chen Mu only felt a sharp pain in his left shoulder, and when he looked closely, there was already a blood hole in his shoulder, and the blood was gushing out.

He snorted and pressed the wound.

Ye Lingyue, who had already entered the mausoleum with half of her body, only felt a huge force coming.

She was pulled out with a light talisman.

A golden mask, accompanied by those amber eyes, came into view.

The two stared at each other, and Ye Lingyue couldn't help but tremble.

She looked at him in a daze, and the ecstasy in the man's eyes infected her.

"Witch ...... Feng Xin, which one are you?" she called softly, her hand trying to cover the cold golden mask through the light rune.

"Is that important? Whether it's Wu Zhong or Feng Xin, we all love you. He took off the mask, and under the mask, the amazing face, the deep eyes, with a strong love that could not be dissolved, behind that love, there was still a worry.

At this time, Wu Zhong is like a bad boy who did something wrong and was caught red-handed, for fear that he would not be forgiven.

At that moment, Ye Lingyue felt that something was rising in her heart.

The earlier hesitation and restlessness were replaced by a warm feeling like the sun's rays.

Whether it's Wu Zhong or Feng Xin, he's him.

Maybe she started to fall in love with him at some point.

The one who has the gentleness of Fengxin and the domineering of Wu Zhong.

Ye Lingyue smiled, and when her smile came into Wu Chong's eyes, it was like the best scenery in the world, and the big stone that had been pressing on his heart for a long time moved away at once, and he knew that his little woman had accepted him.