Chapter 971: Three Continents, In the Conspiracy of People with Hearts

When God heard this, he was completely stunned, and said sadly: "Why are you so obsessed! ”

Dream laughed angrily: "I was almost killed by the Twilight Spirit God and the Twilight Spirit Army, and now, just to seek revenge on them, I have become obsessed?" I deserve to be beaten to death by them?! ”

Shen Buye choked, slowed down his tone, and said: "I know that you have been wronged, and this king promises that he will definitely seek justice for you, but today, you really don't want to enter the Sleepless Mountain, it's too dangerous!" ”

What Dream Storm is doing is not only challenging the Twilight family, but also challenging the entire three continents.

Twilight Huanyu has already said that the major families and spiritual powerhouses of the three continents will besiege and kill Dream Shock, and today, even if God comes, he can't save her life!

Dream Jinglan was tired of hearing it, and didn't want to talk nonsense with God all night, so he said directly: "I'll ask for justice myself, goodbye!" ”

After that, he looked at the East Emperor.

When the Eastern Emperor was dead, he gathered spiritual power and took her to disappear in front of the eyes of Shen Buye.

In the next moment, a silver light suddenly struck the sky.

Bang!

The silver light slashed at Shen Nightless's body, splitting a half-arm-long wound on his back.

"Ahh Shen Buye's knees weakened and he fell to the ground in an instant.

He raised his eyes, looked at the sky, gritted his teeth and hated, damn Donghuang Jue, he actually had a black hand on him!

When the guards who were hiding in the shadows saw that he was injured, they ran out, helped him up, and said, "Are you alright, Night King?" ”

After that, he immediately gathered spiritual power to heal him.

However, their cultivation could not repair the wound split by the aurora at all, and they could only watch the back of Shen Wuye bleeding non-stop.

"The Night King!" The guards looked at his injury and said in horror: "How can this injury not be cured?" ”

God endured the pain all night, pushed them away, and said, "This king is all right. ”

Although he was slashed by the Eastern Emperor, his purpose today has been achieved, which is a fortunate thing.

Shen Buye raised his eyes, looked at the direction where Dream Shocking Lan and Donghuang Jue disappeared, and smiled slowly.

He had long known that he would not be able to convince Dream Shock, but he still waited here and told her what he had just said.

He did this just to make Dream Shocking understand how good he was to her.

Dream Shocking is not hard-hearted, since she came to Sanzhou, he has helped her a lot.

He believes that as long as he works harder, Dream Storm will definitely accept him as a friend.

At that time...... The dream will let down his guard against him, and everything he wants to do will come naturally.

"Back to the city!" The god retracted his gaze and commanded the guards.

"Yes!" The guards of the mountain of Sleepless responded and summoned the fierce beast to pick up the wounded god Sleepless.

…………

The Eastern Emperor held his dream in his arms, crossed the towering mountains, and flew towards the Night City.

His cold and handsome face was tense, and the hand on Meng Jinglan's waist was also tightened.

Meng Jinglan was a little uncomfortable by him, pushed him, and said, "You strangled me." ”

When the Eastern Emperor heard this, he hurriedly let go of his arm a little, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry ......"

He was just struck by the stalking of the gods.

Dream stared at him in shock, knowing that he was unhappy because of God's nightless business, so he said, "Don't worry, I am not familiar with God's night." ”

When the Eastern Emperor heard this, his heart was relieved, he gently stroked her face, and said, "The emperor knows, but you still have to stay away from him." ”

God is always looking for an opportunity to approach this girl, and the purpose of it is ...... It must not be easy!

He didn't want her to fall into the machinations of the well-intentioned.