Hearing this, Murong Ye seemed to be strongly stimulated, and roared,

"Who is his love? I am rare and yours! But you only have him in your eyes, everything is his best, no matter how hard I try, no matter how obedient I am, I can't surpass his position in your heart, why is this! What point am I not as good as him?!"

"Poof!" Jun Lingyue was angry, and a mouthful of blood spurted out instantly.

What bullshit reason this is!

Who has she ever favored!

She was really blind to pick up such a wolf-hearted beast!

"Okay, Ye, it's all over, as long as she dies, your demons can be removed, you won't be in pain, and I will accompany you in the future." Yue Xingyao took Murong Ye's hand and said softly.

Murong Ye took a deep breath, suppressed the emotions in his heart, and nodded lightly.

Yue Xingyao looked at Jun Lingyue triumphantly, and said arrogantly,

"Hand over the imperial seal, otherwise, I will cut Ning Qingchen's body with a thousand knives, and then take it to feed the dogs, don't think that anyone will come to save you, the third child is already one of our people, you know better than us where the others are, your contract beast has also been imprisoned by us, just waiting to die with you." ”

Jun Lingyue's heart was hit again, her eyes were bloodshot, and she swallowed the fishy sweetness in her mouth, but she laughed out loud, the laughter was desolate and biting, and the ups and downs of her chest tore at the broken internal organs in her body.

But she didn't feel the sharp pain that was burning her bones.

She really lived for nothing!

Offering the imperial seal, the imperial seal was suspended in front of her eyes, looking at the two of them, the hatred in her heart rose wildly.

"If you want it, then kneel down for Benjun to pick it up! If not, Benjun will never be able to sit in that position!"

"Jun Lingyue, don't forget, Ning Qingchen's body is still in our hands! you want us to kneel! Dream!" Yue Xingyao said angrily.

Jun Lingyue sneered: "Okay, how about you cut him with a thousand knives or together with this monarch, this monarch destroyed this imperial seal?"

"You!"

"Ben Jun counts three times, don't kneel, destroy the seal!"

"Three!"

"Two!"

Yue Xingyao didn't kneel, but Murong Ye lifted his robe and knelt down on his knees.

"Ye, you..." Yue Xingyao's eyes widened.

"Kneel!" Murong Ye shouted with a gloomy face.

Yue Xingyao clenched her fists, stared at Jun Lingyue resentfully, took a deep breath, and knelt down.

Looking at the two kneeling straight, Jun Lingyue tugged at the corners of her lips, lowered her eyes and looked at the head on the ground, with endless self-blame in her eyes.

The emperor's seal fell on it, and his mind turned.

The golden brilliance surrounded the skull, the head was upright, and the emperor's seal stood above the head, floating in front of the eyes of the two of them.

"If you want to take off the emperor's seal, you must have his body worshiped by tens of millions of people, if you move his body, the emperor's seal will be destroyed!"

Murong Ye stared at his head, his face extremely ugly.

Yue Xingyao was even more angry, got up and teleported to Jun Lingyue, his right hand instantly penetrated Jun Lingyue's chest, and said coldly with a hideous face,

"I wanted to make your death more comfortable for so many years, but if you don't cherish it, then it's no wonder to me. ”

The sound fell, and the bright red heart that was still beating was pulled out.

Jun Lingyue twitched all over, she didn't snort, and her wide-eyed bloodshot eyes gradually lost focus.

Yue Xingyao clenched her heart, and when she saw that people were in pain, she said happily:

"Don't look at death, I'll tell you another secret, your heart is worth a lot, ah, and it's not just Ning Qingchen who is dead for your good disciple. ”

Jun Lingyue opened her mouth, but before she could make any sound, she lowered her head with scarlet eyes.

Seeing this, Yue Xingyao laughed and flashed, and the formation was activated.

The formation opened, the red light flourished, Jun Lingyue instantly turned into dust and scattered in the air, and soon the red light retreated, and the surroundings returned to tranquility.

Murong Ye was still kneeling, looking at the empty cross, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Yue Xingyao's eyes lit up, Jun Lingyue, you are finally dead!

At the same time, in a magnificent and simple temple thousands of miles away, a crisp sound of jade breaking suddenly sounded.

In the next moment, the space in the hall instantly tore out a black mouth, and when the space closed, only a red afterimage was seen.