Lin Yaoyue subconsciously stood in front of Murong Jin, her ink-colored phoenix eyes condensed, looking up and down at the man in front of her and the slash in his hand.

But what made Lin Yaoyue strange was that the first annihilation had not been thrown around the corner of the dungeon by his own hands. Was it even picked up by the ghost-faced man's subordinates, that is, the outcasts of the Wusun Kingdom, and how could they appear here?

Could it be that in front of him, the man who helped them to subdue Ouyang Zhengde together is the true body of the ghost-faced man, and his previous guesses are actually wrong?!

Lin Yaoyue took a deep breath.

But Murong Jin's dark blue phoenix eyes were lowered at the moment, looking at Lin Yaoyue, who was subconsciously protecting herself behind her, and there was a smile on her sexy thin lips that couldn't be hidden. He leaned over, attached himself to Lin Yaoyue's ear, and said seductively, "Yue'er, are you worried about this king?"

Lin Yaoyue was stunned when she heard this, and found that when she saw the ancient divine sword that Emperor Taizu Murong Jue used to pierce Murong Jin's heart, a layer of fine sweat broke out uncontrollably in her palms.

Especially not long ago, she herself was possessed by Murong Jue, and according to her later memories, the first thing Murong Jue did when he came out of the imperial tomb was to find this ancient divine sword that had been used to kill Murong Jin.

And now he looked at the man on the opposite side who was stained with a layer of ghost energy, and the one he was holding in his hand.

Lin Yaoyue tightened her palm, although she felt that she was extremely despicable at this time, she still said in a deep voice to the man who raised it towards Murong Jin,

"Ling'er, no, that mountain spirit. She has something for me to bring to you!"

Hearing this, the man opposite was stunned for a moment. Immediately, Lin Yaoyue could feel that his hand holding a slash trembled a little. Sure enough, in Murong Jue's heart, Ling'er has a lot of position. It's a pity that if he wants to be the true dragon son of the Ninety-Five, then how can Ling'er, the mountain charm, stay with him for a lifetime?

Although for some reason, he was one step ahead of her. However, the Jinluan Hall carved by Kowloon has never allowed a charm that has not even been practiced for a thousand years to be confused.

Lin Yaoyue sighed, and shouted loudly to the other side, "Murong Jue, she asked me to tell you that she has been waiting for you, and until the last moment of her life, she is by your side!

In the end, Lin Yaoyue could clearly hear her voice crackling in the flames, with a vivid echo.

I saw that the man standing opposite was shaking more and more with his hand holding a slash, and at the same time, Lin Yaoyue could feel the appearance of his soul gradually withdrawing. The man who can make Taizu Murong Jue pick a possessed man will never be an ordinary person.

Lin Yaoyue couldn't help but purse her lips and smile, and looked back at Murong Jin's handsome face with a light smile. But the light in his eyes seemed to be unheard of on the other side. Just with a gentle gentleness, he looked down at the figure that stepped forward to protect him.

Does this man love him, or has he already calculated everything?

Lin Yaoyue frowned, she looked at the desperate struggle between the two souls on the opposite side, intending to add another piece of firewood between them.

At this time, Murong Jin grabbed his arm, smiled lightly, and shook his head at the same time.

In an instant, Lin Yaoyue was a little confused. But the next moment, I saw the trembling arm of the man opposite, and he actually raised his hand high and slashed it, and waved it towards himself and Murong Jin!

And before he could swing it down, Murong Jin had already grabbed his arm and pushed himself aside first.

Not ——!

In an instant, it was like a landslide and the ground cracked.

With the divine power that was wielded by a slash, all the creatures under the blade of the sword were now crushed by an invisible pressure from all directions. No matter where they wanted to escape, there was no way to escape from the sword aura of this divine sword!

But he happened to be one step ahead and was pushed out of the encirclement of this sword qi.

Lin Yaoyue was stunned, seeing for the first time this ancient artifact, the power of destroying the world and destroying the earth.

It's her fault. She underestimated their Dawan, the founding Emperor Taizu, too much. But what can she do now? She didn't take advantage of Murong Jue's hand to pick up the handpiece and kill it. The power of that ancient artifact is not something that he can control at all.

Lin Yaoyue lowered her eyes and glanced at her palm that couldn't even bleed. She wants to protect everyone she loves, and doesn't want them to fall into the same fate as in her previous life. But the more fiercely she resisted, the more the 'Destiny' seemed to be in charge of everyone's fate, and the heavier the blow to herself.

It's like hoping that I can extinguish this ridiculous thought and continue to be its slave with peace of mind.

Lin Yaoyue's clear ink-colored phoenix eyes were cold. And the next moment, Xue Chen suddenly flashed behind her, "I'll take you away." ”

Hearing this, Lin Yaoyue couldn't help frowning slightly, "Do you think I can leave at this time?" ”

Lin Yaoyue bit the last three words heavily, does he Xue Jiaping Nanhou Mansion really not care who is in the hands of this world? No, at this moment, it is not yet the time for the Three Kingdoms to fight for power, just within their Dawan, there is chaos. And among them, how many times has Xue Chen threaded the needle, what is that Fengxianglou for, he really thinks he doesn't know?

Hearing this, Xue Chen's fair and delicate face couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Yue'er, the divine sword is very sensitive to demonic energy, and you are too unsafe here now." I can't let you stay here with him. ”

The next moment, Lin Yaoyue's brows furrowed, her cold ink-colored phoenix eyes looked back, and her voice was extremely cold, "So, do you want to do it with me now?"

With Lin Yaoyue's bone-chilling voice, the cloud dragon pattern bone fan held in Xue Chen's hand had already stretched out to her faint acupoint, and it was eternal in an instant!

But at this time, Lin Yaoyue's clear ink-colored pupils lit up, and she said with a smile, "I have a way." Immediately, I saw that she quickly pushed the white bone carrion corpses of Fang Cai with internal force to the side of the man who was trying his best to swing and slash it.

Although Murong Jue, with his amazing will, forcibly occupied the body of the man in front of him. But he also cast a ghost spell because of this, and he fell behind. And as soon as he was immersed in the demonic power on his side at this moment, he couldn't distinguish the Qi of the Ninety-Five Dignity that he should have, and the divine power would definitely be greatly weakened.

Therefore, I saw that the slash was stopped in mid-air, and the divine power was weakened, and it could not be completely swung down no matter what.

At the same time, Murong Jin's handsome face had a hint of evil smile.

The next moment, I saw him jam the throat of the man standing opposite, but he touched the blade of the Excalibur with his slender fingertips?!