"I don't believe it!" Mo Beixie still had that warm smile on his face, he didn't believe that she would really kill her for the sake of the Shura clan.

Murong Feng looked at him expressionlessly, and then tore his sleeves fiercely, and suddenly the pattern of the Shura Pagoda was revealed on his snow-white arms.

"The Shura Tower is a sacred relic of the Shura clan, and so is the Black Sword, and the pattern on my arm is a unique symbol of every Shura king, and I will definitely protect all the people of the Shura clan and will not let any of you harm them."

Murong Feng threw down the rag in his hand and cut the railway, and his beautiful face was unprecedentedly cold and scarry.

At this moment, it seems that Mobei Evil has become her worst enemy!

"You said you loved me."

"Yes, I used to love you, but now I don't, because from today on, we have become enemies, you are your primeval demon emperor, and I will be my Shura king."

Murong Feng held back the pain in her heart and said coldly, when she saw Mo Beixie's eyes become dim, she felt that her heart was being slashed by a sharp knife, again and again, making her almost collapse and unable to hold on.

She saw his loss and despair, and deep complaint, and he finally blamed her.

"You don't believe me?" Mo Bei Xie hooked his lips and laughed self-deprecatingly.

"I don't dare bet." Murong Feng said coldly, the implication was that she couldn't gamble with the lives of all the people of the Shura clan and believing in him.

She was afraid that she would make a mistake, so she chose not to believe him.

Mo Beixie suddenly burst out laughing, his eyes flashed with a cold essence, and his eyes were as sharp as eagles staring at Murong Feng.

Murong Feng looked at him like this, his heart seemed to be dripping with blood, but she had to do this, she had to let him go back to the Ancient Demon Clan.

Even if one day, they really met on the battlefield, she wouldn't let him be spurned by all the people of the primeval demon clan!

Now she can only protect him in this way of hurting him.

Mo Beiyi suddenly hugged Murong Feng in his arms, lowered his head and exhaled hot air in her ear, gritted his teeth and said, "Feng'er, you won!" ”

Listening to these words, Murong Feng's heart was like a knife, his nose was sour, and his eyes could no longer be controlled by the mist.

In order not to let him see her teary-eyed appearance, she reached out and pressed his wound.

She struggled to suppress the mist in her eyes, and as soon as her hands loosened, Mo Beixie's body slid towards the ground.

"Lord Demon Emperor!" Duan Yu screamed worriedly when he saw this scene, and then slammed into Murong Feng and picked up Mobei Evil.

When she saw the bloodstains on the ground, Duan Yu had never hated Murong Feng like she did at this time, how could she be so ruthless, how could she do this!

Doesn't she know that the Demon Emperor can die for her, but she can give up everything.

"You're so ruthless!" Duan Yu picked up Mo Beixie and said viciously as he passed by Murong Feng's side, and then strode outside.

After hearing the footsteps getting farther and farther away, Murong Feng turned around and left in despair.

She really did it, but her heart hurt so much that she couldn't control her tears anymore and slid down like beads of broken thread.

"Senior Sister Feng......" Lan Le wanted to go with Duan Yu, but he was worried about Murong Feng.

Murong Feng didn't look back, just turned his back to her and said coldly, "You go with Duan Yu." ”

"Sister Feng, I'll follow you." Although Moyin didn't know what was going on, she could feel the sad aura emanating from Murong Feng's body, and she definitely didn't mean to hurt Mobei Evil.

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