497 Jun Mo Dye's Life History (1 update)
Feng Wuwu clenched Jun Moran's hand tightly, hoping that he could withdraw from the haze of the past as soon as possible.
Although she didn't know how many tribulations Jun Moran had encountered, when she heard the words "Abolish the Emperor's Evil Seed", her sharp peach blossom eyes were already full of fierceness.
Yun Feibai keenly caught the hand that Feng Wuwu had taken the initiative to hand over to Jun Mo Ran, and a hint of jealousy flashed in his dark purple eyes.
He tugged at the overly tight neckline with one hand, gasping for breath and roaring angrily, "Jun Mo Ran, what are you so proud of?" It's just a seed that can't see the light. Why fight with this palace? This palace is the Yunqin True Dragon! ”
"When did this king fight with you?"
"If it weren't for you, how could Bengong live so hard!"
Yun Feibai hated itchy.
Since he was a child, whenever he was weak-willed, his biological father Yun Minxing would always stimulate him with Jun Mo, who was sharp at a young age.
Yun Minxing said that on the day of Yun Feibai's birth, auspicious clouds were everywhere over Yunqin Kyoto, and the glow was shining, as if there was a golden dragon mediating on the stratus clouds.
At that time, many fortune tellers said that within the Yunqin Imperial City, there will be a real dragon, and in the future, it will sweep Liuhe and unify Kyushu.
Over time, Yun Minxing bet all his hopes on Yun Feibai.
It's a pity that on the day Yun Feibai was born, Jiang Ji, the queen of Yun Qin, also gave birth to a baby boy.
Yun Min'an, the first emperor of Yun Qin, had high hopes for him, and as soon as he was born, he was established as the prince of Yun Qin and gave him the name Yun Dye.
Since then, Yun Feibai has lived in endless comparisons.
All this is wrong with Yun Minxing.
But Yun Feibai counted all the grievances he suffered on Jun Moran's head.
"Jun Mo Ran, do you know how this palace has survived in the past twenty-one years? Every time I get tired to the point of being too tired, this palace is full of hatred and unwilling to survive. If it weren't for you, how could this palace be so unfortunate? ”
Yun Feibai's eyes were scarlet, he slowly drew his sword, and rushed to Jun Moran, who was standing with his back hand behind his back and a calm expression.
The moonlight poured coldly and clearly, fusing the dark purple phantom on the city wall with the hidden cold sword light in an instant.
At the same time, crimson sword light also flowed out of Jun Mo's sleeves.
Yun Feibai didn't have time to raise his sword to fight back, Jun Mo Ran had already teleported to him.
He sighed that it was not good, and he pointed to the ground on tiptoe, and retreated!
Jun Moran was too lazy to talk to Yun Feibai and the snake, he held the dragon slaying sword, the crimson sword light rose to the sky, and he held three sword flowers in the air, like a snake spitting out a letter, stabbing straight at Yun Feibai's eyebrows.
Yun Feibai did not let it go, his feet lightly touched the ground, and he jumped in the air, narrowly avoiding the powerful dragon-slaying sword.
He was so fast that the people gathered at the gate of the city once thought that he was more than eight feet long, but he disappeared out of thin air under the noses of everyone.
By the time everyone found Yun Feibai's traces, he had retreated ten zhang away.
Just as he was smug and ready to launch a final onslaught against Jun Mo Ran, Jun Mo Ran didn't know when, quietly moved behind him with lightning speed.
The crimson sword light pierced through Yun Feibai's chest and quickly disappeared.
Yun Feibai felt a pain in his chest, lowered his head, and a line of red blood gushed out.
"You've lost."
Jun Moran's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and his gestures naturally revealed the domineering spirit of a natural king.
Yun Feibai covered his chest with one hand and said angrily, "Taking advantage of people's danger, you are not a hero." ”
"This king has never disdained to be a hero. If you dare to touch the king's woman, you should have expected your fate. ”
At this moment, Jun Mo was furious.
The person he was holding in the palm of his hand was wantonly humiliated by Yun Feibai tied to the city wall, how could he swallow this breath?
Yun Feibai knew that Jun Mo Ran would never give up this time, he knew that he had no way to survive, so he simply broke the jar and sneered, "The taste is really unique!" Her body is not as plump as pink. The main palace is just barely able to get his hands on it. ”
"Look for death!"
Jun Mo rushed to the crown angrily, and with a fierce effort, the internal force condensed in his palm struck towards Yun Fei's White Life Gate.
Although Yun Feibai had the incorruptible body of King Kong, in the process of fighting with Jun Mo Ran, he almost exhausted all his strength.
At this moment, he has lost more than half of his internal strength, and he has no power to protect himself.
Xu learned that his death was approaching, but Yun Feibai became much calmer.
He looked sideways slightly, looking at Feng Wuwu, who was trembling with anger from his words not far away, and wanted to explain, but he didn't know what to say.
Yun Feibai even spit on himself at the moment.
He never thought that one day, he would die for a woman.
He never thought that he would let Feng Wuwu step on his bottom line again and again.
"Feng is worry-free, and there will be no time in the future."
Yun Feibai slightly hooked the corners of his lips, reminiscing about the short time he spent with Feng Wuwu day and night in the past few days.
"Your Highness, go quickly!"
At the last moment, Peach flew in front of Yun Feibai.
Jun Moran's palm wind with ten percent internal force smashed on Taohong's body, causing her to lose her center of gravity and fall into Yun Feibai's arms.
Yun Fei's white and purple eyes moved slightly, and his heart was mixed.
In fact, he had long known that Peach Red was a fine work that Fu Yeshen had placed beside him.
If it weren't for the fact that Pink was pregnant, he would have broken her neck without mercy.
But what he didn't expect was that Peach was desperately blocking in front of him at the juncture where his life was hanging by a thread.