"Bingwu, I love you......" The three words that seemed to have the weight of ten thousand pounds smashed into Jun Bingwu's heart one after another.

Her lips twitched twice, but she couldn't make a sound.

Mo Huang quietly looked at her perfect profile.

If he has any regrets in his life, it must be that he hasn't had time to accompany her to watch a gorgeous sunrise or have a lovely child with her......

Ice dance, sorry.

Even you will accompany me into this catastrophe.

Mo Huang was reluctant to close his eyes like this, but his eyes were too heavy, and he had stretched to the limit.

His figure swayed, leaning limply on her shoulder.

Almost in the next second, the fiery red sun seemed to have broken free from some restraints and jumped out of the horizon.

Jun Bingwu's figure froze, and a tear rolled down from his eyes, reflecting colorful light under the illumination of the sun.

She turned around and hugged the waist of the person next to her so hard that she almost strangled his body.

It's a pity that Mo Huang can't feel it anymore.

Jun Bingwu pulled out the dagger that Mo Huang had been holding in his palm, and tightened his five fingers.

Mo Huang, you lost......

But she promised him that if she really got to that point, she would do what he wanted.

Because, no matter what, she will accompany him, the yellow springs are blue, the swords are mountains and fires, since you provoked her, don't think about getting rid of her......

When the red sun completely jumped out of the sky, Jun Bingwu flew down from the roof with the unconscious Mo Huang in his arms and sent him back to the room.

She knew very well that when the person in front of her woke up again, he would become a swallower again.

Last night, He Lanqian had already begun to evacuate the people of Qingyun City.

No one wants to leave their hometown, but if they don't leave, there is only a dead end.

Taking advantage of the fact that Swallowing Heaven was unconscious, Jun Bingwu went to find the fire phoenix, and the moment she was seen, Jun Bingwu's heart finally sank to the bottom.

Huofeng, I really don't know her anymore.

Maybe he realized that Mo Huang had returned, or maybe it was Helan Qian and Jun Bingwu's private release of those ministers that angered him.

When Swallowing Heaven woke up, the first thing he did was to set up He Lanqian.

At present, he, the young master, exists in name only.

Helan Qian is still his only bloodline, and it has reached this point, not to mention Jun Bingwu, who is already an enemy.

In a fit of rage, he wanted to abolish Jun Bingwu's spiritual power and make her unable to make trouble.

But the sad thing is that every time she gets sick, only Jun Bingwu can control it, and it wastes her spiritual power, which is equivalent to forcing herself to a dead end.

Since it can't be destroyed, there is only control, firmly in her hands, so that her body and mind are completely surrendered.

When he chose to come over, Jun Bingwu knew that this time, it would be nine deaths.

As it turns out, it does.

The people in Qingyun City have almost moved, and there are still a few who haven't had time to leave, all of whom have been brought back by Swallowing Heaven.

He will not necessarily kill people, but he will torture people with all kinds of cruel punishments to the point that they do not know whether they live or die.

Those people are just ordinary people, and even the old and weak, how can they withstand such abuse.

For several days, the sky above the Demon Feather Palace was filled with all kinds of terrible screams.

The most vicious thing is that every time Swallowing Heaven tortures someone, he will bring Jun Bingwu.

Let her watch with her own eyes as the executioner cuts flesh from a person, and every piece is dripping with blood.

Swallowing Heaven held Jun Bingwu's body and sat in the nearest place, the executioner stabbed down, blood flew and splashed on her face, burning her heart twitching.

She wanted to save people, but her body was pressed tightly by him, and she couldn't break free.

Jun Bingwu's hand hidden in his sleeve clenched the dagger in his sleeve pocket, and on the back of his thin hand, the green tendons bulged.

The person in front was pulled down dying, and a pink and moist child was tied to the torture rack, the child's face was extremely white, and only horror was left in his clear eyes.

The executioner's thin blade reflected a sharp cold light in the sunlight, and blood dripped down the blade.

"I gouged out his eyes first."

"Don't!" Seeing that the knife was about to fall, Jun Bingwu stopped it in shock.

The executioner's movements stopped, and the thin blade almost touched the child's eyeball before it stopped.

Swallowing Tian's cold eyes narrowed slightly, appreciating her fear with satisfaction, and the corners of his lips playfully hooked.

"Please this seat."

His slender fingers, pinching her chin, casually asked.

Jun Bingwu bit her lower lip tightly, the pink lip-petal, which was bitten out of blood by her, gorgeous and enchanting.

"It's not that I haven't done it before, how to serve men, I don't need this seat to teach you, right? Besides, you should know better than anyone else about the preferences of this body, the only queen mother......"

Swallowing Tian deliberately bit down on the last few words, wiped the blood from her lips with his fingertips, and his eyes flashed with sarcasm.

Indeed, no one knows Mo Huang's body better than her, and there is no purity to talk about between them for a long time.

But that's different, although it's the same body, the soul in the body is completely changed.

"Do it!" A cold snort, with a bloodthirsty tail.

The executioner's wrist moved.

The child screamed in horror, and Jun Bingwu's nervous voice sounded almost at the same time: "Stop!"

The atmosphere froze like ice, swallowing the sky and dancing with Jun Bing, the banter did not diminish at all.

Jun Bingwu looked at the familiar face in front of her heavily, this face she once loved to the bone marrow.

Her eyes flickered slightly, and the next moment, looking down, her cherry blossom-colored lips pressed against his.

His lips were slightly cold, and this coldness seemed to be transmitted to her heart along the lips that were close to her.

Between the noses, there is still that familiar smell, familiar cold fragrance, the moment the skin is close to each other, but there is no throbbing as before.

Almost at the same time, her fingers moved slightly, and she slowly pulled the dagger that Mo Huang had given her from the outer sheath.

As if dissatisfied with her lack of the next move, the hand on her waist slammed into him.

After a brief pause, her lips moved away and gently pressed against his cheek, and the dagger in her hand was unsheathed at the same time, aiming at the back of his heart as Mo Huang had instructed.

Under the cover of the wide cloud sleeves, others can't see the same at all.

Jun Bingwu closed his eyes, moved his wrist slightly, and prepared to start.

But at the same time, Swallowing Heaven suddenly came back and pushed her away violently.

The dagger landed on the marble floor with a clink.

Jun Bingwu staggered back, her heart contracting violently, she thought she had been discovered.

But looking at Swallow Tian covering her head in pain, she understood what had happened.

She didn't bother to swallow the sky, and with a flip of her palm, a spiritual power directly penetrated the executioner's heart.

Blood, gushing out.

Jun Bingwu cut off the chains that trapped the child, and took the opportunity to send him and several others out of the Demon Feather Palace.

There were also a few who had been tortured to the point of being seriously injured, and she gritted her teeth to help them get rid of them completely.

This matter seems to have passed like this, and it is over.