After saying this, although Bai Yuding was not a blow from himself.

But with his own spirit, Pei Tiancheng spat blood again.

It looks miserable.

Yue Qingtan looked at Pei Tiancheng and felt helpless.

But there was no way, looking at Mu Junsong, his eyes suddenly lit up.

As if he had found a savior, he hurriedly grabbed Mu Junsong's arm and said, "Aren't you interested in the team?" I can follow you, but you have to let my husband go." ”

As long as the husband can go back, he will definitely be able to save himself.

Husband may not be able to, but ......

The master must be able to!

"Qingtan, don't grieve yourself, as soon as I entered, I felt that my own Yuan Ying was shattering, and the backlash was too powerful!" Pei Tiancheng heard his wife's words, although he was very moved.

But still shook his head.

There is no way around it.

Can't change.

Yue Qingtan had already shouted, "What, I didn't see you so seriously injured!"

She always thought that no matter how serious the injuries on her husband's body were.

It's just a skin injury, how can it directly hurt the yuan baby without saying a word?

How is this possible!

"Ahem!" with Tiancheng another violent cough, the big hand warrior's own mouth and nose.

Then he gasped and looked at the golden blood in his hand.

sighed heavily: "The means of the spirit are not what you and I can imagine......"

"Unless there's a spiritual realm right now! ”

Then he looked at the machine spirit in front of him lightly, which may be higher than the Spirit Realm, but it is estimated that it will not help him.

It's useless to say, but it's heartfelt to listen.

A hundred years of affection is not overnight.

Yue Qingtan could naturally hear what Pei Tiancheng meant.

Random gritted teeth.

"Poof" knelt in front of Mu Junsong.

grabbed his trouser leg and said with a serious face: "Please save my husband, I can really promise you anything!"

If his husband dies, he will definitely not be able to escape.

Then the baby must not stay in the sect for long, she thinks a lot.

In the end, I thought of my own son.

Pity the hearts of parents all over the world, even if it is scum, it is her son.

I was thinking about him at this moment.

When Mu Junsong heard this, this kind of good thing ......

So isn't it possible to unlock more poses?

It didn't seem impossible, scratching his head and looking at Huairen and asking, "Look ......?"

"Feel free to do so!" said Huairen with a wave of his hand

What did he say about this thing?

Say don't let the tiger go back to the mountain?

Don't feel guilty, it's all about it.

Lived that long......

No, this monk is not much older than himself.

(⊙o⊙)...！

It's hard to say.

Mu Junsong listened to Huairen's words and read it for himself......

It seems that it is not impossible to put it back.

But......

Put it back, will there be any trouble in the future?

Suddenly, the words of his dying words appeared in his ears.

When you go out, you must cut the grass and eradicate it, although it is not my intention, but you must do it. ’

"Or else...... can only bring disaster to the people who are already around them. ”

Mu Junsong lowered his head and muttered, "Master!"

I didn't bother for a while, shook my head and said, "I don't need it, I can't put it back, and I can't save it!"

Huairen silently nodded his thumbs up, I didn't expect this little bald head to be so decisive.

If you put it back, you will hit the old one, and the old one will come.

So it's hard to say whether Mu Junsong can withstand it, but he must not be able to withstand it.

Drag the family with the mouth, how to top!

Originally, when Pei Tiancheng heard his wife's words, a glimmer of hope appeared in his eyes, which were originally like ashes.

But with Mu Junsong's veto, this glimmer of hope also disappeared.

Helplessly, looking up at the sky, 45 ° is full of a sense of decline.

The heart said, "For the sake of my son, I can be regarded as a well-deserved death." At least...... The father's duty is reached. ’

Bai Yuding, who was hit hard by the stick master, had begun to dissipate, and Pei Tiancheng's life breath was gradually weakening.

Not at the moment.

The stick master shook his head helplessly, and his little face was helpless.

It's also looking at the sky, so I said that I just made a gorgeous appearance.

It's going to disappear silently?

Ay......

Pity my short life, I don't know when the next time I will appear.

Yue Qingtan felt her husband's breath on her calves, and then her face turned straight, she knelt on the ground and said, "If you don't save my husband, I won't let you succeed even if I die!"

As she spoke, a dagger glowing with cold light appeared in her hand, facing her eyebrows.

It seems, just waiting for Mu Junsong to say no, he stabbed directly into his eyebrows.

Destroy your own 'gods'.

When Huairen heard this, he glanced over.

Instantly looked at informatization.

[Cold light short dagger, three-grade magic weapon. 】

[Efficacy, slows down the enemy's ability to move.] 】

Just two simple sentences, Huairen pinched his chin and looked at Yue Qingtan.

This woman is a little scheming, can the spell dagger of the third grade pierce the face of the Yuan Infant Realm?

The answer is simple, right......

Although, cultivators don't cultivate the physical body much, but under the nourishment of aura.

Immortal cultivators in the Yuan Infant Stage also have the physical body of a Jindan-level body refining cultivator.

So......

Don't break the defense!

Mu Junsong looked at Yue Qingtan's bent desire to die, and fell into a tangle for a while.

On one side is the master's dying words, and on the other side is the girl who fell in love at first sight......

Dilemma, how to choose.

After thinking about it, I feel that even if I let the tiger return to the mountain, it will be fine......

"That ......"

Just as he wanted to speak, Huairen stepped forward and stretched out his hand to stop Mu Junsong's words.

Looking at Yue Qingtan and smiled coldly: "I want to die!"

"Yes, if you don't agree to save my husband, I will die in front of you, and I won't let you succeed!" Yue Qingtan knew that it was the opinion that the young man had instilled in the bald head.

But the bald head still chose to accept it.

So......

This man's opinion can also change the bald man's opinion.

So......

She was persistent.

"Oh!" Huairen nodded, patted Mu Junsong's shoulder and smiled, "Take down the dagger in his hand and give her my cattle slaughtering knife." Let her die a little bit. ”

Die......

Just kidding, it's better to die than to live.

Ordinary people are like this, and monks are even more desperate for their lives.

It's still dead, and it's a person who really sees life so openly.

It is estimated that they will not enter the Jindan period, let alone the Yuan Baby.

Joke!

Huairen handed the gorgeous little dagger to Mu Junsong and motioned for him to change the tool for Yue Qingtan.

Mu Junsong didn't know why for a while, but looked at Huairen's serious face.

He nodded.

took the dagger and walked to Yue Qingtan's side.

Seeing that the green tendons on Yue Qingtan's arm protruded, it seemed that the hand holding the cold light dagger was very strong.

Mu Junsong just glanced at it lightly, and reached out to take off the dagger in her hand.

With a little force on the way to take it down, the dagger turned directly into a ball of iron.

looked at the iron ball in his hand, and for a while he understood Huairen's intentions.

Holding the cattle slaughtering knife, he swiped lightly on his finger, and a slight wound appeared.

Showing the wound to Yue Qingtan, Mu Junsong smiled and said, "Look, your dagger can't do it! Use this to ensure that there is absolutely no pain in the knife." ”

"Hmm...... Straight to the point!"

Hey, don't want to die?

Still scaring me?

Yue Qingtan's body trembled slightly, she knew that she had indeed flickered the bald head in front of her just now.

But he didn't deceive the ordinary-looking young man.

raised his head and looked at the dagger in Mu Junsong's hand.

I don't know if I will answer or not.