Jun Wuyao narrowed his eyes dangerously and smiled coldly: "She is so important to you?" So much so, you can go to the divine realm and kill that person? ”

"There is no one in the whole red dust world!" The thin lips opened lightly, and he opened his mouth coldly, and his purple eyes were firm.

"What an infatuated pair of lovers." Jun Wuyao sighed as if with emotion, but there was a touch of sarcasm in his words.

His eyes locked on Jun Moye's body, and he spoke word by word: "If you want your beloved woman to have no mother, then you can go to the divine realm and kill her!" ”

There was no change in Jun Moye's eyes, but he was suddenly startled in his heart, his purple eyes stared at Jun Wuyao, and he said coldly: "What do you mean by this?" ”

"My son has always been very smart, you don't understand what this sentence is trying to mean." Jun Wuyao smiled lowly, with a hint of pleasure in his laughter, and more indifference and madness.

"As I said, you can't be together, you are not destined to be together, a thousand years ago, and a thousand years from now. If you insist on doing so, it is not anyone else who will be destroyed, but yourselves. The indifferent voice echoed in Jun Moye's ears, lingering.

The hand hidden in the sleeve trembled slightly, and then clenched tightly, and the nails were deeply embedded in the flesh, but the pain was not felt.

Jun was very ignorant when he listened, looked up at Jun Moye, and called out worriedly: "Daddy, what's wrong with you?" ”

It is said that children are the most sensitive, and this is true.

The immature child's voice pulled Jun Moye's thoughts back to reality and sobered up.

Jun Moye rubbed Jun's head and chuckled: "Good, Daddy is fine." ”

After speaking, the purple eyes swept over Jun Wuyao coldly, and the thin lips opened lightly: "Do you think I will believe it?" ”

"Believe it or not depends on how you do it, if you want to know the answer, go to the divine realm and ask her, and everything will be solved. You are the evil emperor, you don't need to be a child. Jun Wuyao smiled coldly.

On his face, he seemed to be laughing at Jun Moye, and he seemed to be very happy, but there was a wave in his heart, huge hatred in his heart, and infinite anger.

For thousands of years, the pain he has endured, the torment he has endured, he will let them taste it, and he will let them suffer together.

Jun Moye glanced at Jun Wuyao coldly, and said in a cold voice: "I have never been in the mood and time to pay attention to these little things, do you think if you don't say it, I won't be able to find out her whereabouts?" ”

"Don't try to hurt her, you can't afford to pay the price, even if she falls into hell, even if she can't recover, no one can hurt her!"

Even if the king sits on the mountains and rivers of the world, even if the emperor's hegemony is dry and strong, there is no one for her to share in the future, what use does he want.

When the words fell, he turned around and walked towards the outside of the main hall, but the cold and sharp words were still swirling in the main hall, dissipating, making people's bodies shock, and they did not dare to underestimate the danger and firmness contained in his words.

Looking at the departing purple figure, Jun Wuyao narrowed his eyes slightly, a touch of complexity flashed in his eyes, and his eyes were lowered, and his heart was indifferent.

Will it never be recovered?

You're willing to do so for her's sake.

He used to be like this, why wasn't he like this?

Some things are destined to be fruitless, no matter how hard you try, it will be fruitless.

Today's scene has long been out of control and has long been irretrievable.

He didn't need love, and neither did his son.