Yue Qingyun pursed her lips and looked at it, accompanied by the clumsy and collapsed bodies of the army of dead corpses behind Ming Che, and the blood flowed like a river. He was truly a loner.

Perhaps this is the sorrow of the king.

The Emperor Scales slashed off the dragon, like a happy little ball of meat, and rolled in front of his father.

"The big bad guy is going to be powerful, Daddy, I'll help you!" a sweet smile spread across his face, and he stretched out his young hand towards the Demon Sword Desert.

"What are you doing!" There was a flash of extreme panic in her eyes, and she hurriedly grabbed the little guy, but everything was still a little late, and the little body rolled on the spot, and Yue Qingyun pounced in the air!

But the sound of a knife into blunt flesh sounded, and bright red bloomed in the corners of her eyes. It's like a knife piercing her heart, and the tight string in her heart suddenly breaks, it's her baby!

"Don't !!"

Emperor Juetian hurriedly grabbed her who pounced frantically.

The red blood seemed to be guided by something, slowly flowing all over the little guy's body, and the little white and tender body became a bloody person in an instant!

Emperor Juetian's eyes were like a whirlpool, but reason was telling him not to stop it and not to stop it!

The little guy's red lips, which were already covered in blood, raised a natural smile, "Mommy, you really still love me very much, but don't worry, it's just a ritual, otherwise, we won't be able to win against him, if the big bad guy doesn't die, we all have to finish the game." ”

"Mingche will not die anymore. Suddenly, Yue Qingyun thought of what her mother said in her ear, Mingche would not die anymore. His ability has reached the point where it is difficult to match, what can the little scale emperor do if he gets the capital of the creation god, he has not grown up yet, he is too small.

God is so unfair, he gives them hope, but he doesn't open this door properly, the door is too small for them to get out.

But why do you want her son to be a victim?! Heaven and earth are unkind and use all things as dogs, they struggle and struggle, it is difficult to be able to go against that piece of heaven!

"No! absolutely not!" Yue Qingyun broke free from his embrace and stepped forward to pick up the little one. It was found that the blood on his body had congealed into a bloody coat.

She suddenly thought of a sentence, bloody clothes are armor, galloping on the battlefield.

"I draw blood as the power of the seal, Mommy, you know the way, he will not die. But they want to win.

Yue Qingyun felt someone tap her shoulder, she turned her head, and at some point, a lot of people gathered behind her, and everyone looked at him and said nothing.

At that moment, she was inexplicably sad, she never thought that the choice of family hatred and hatred would one day make her choose, in her previous life, she suffered a lot for her people, and before she died, she swore to God that she would never let this happen again. Perhaps it was a vow that was fulfilled, and in the twenty-first century, she always put her private feelings first.

It's a good time.

Maybe it's because she has lived too many selfish days, and she can't go back to those masochistic days.

Maybe it's because there was no concern before, but now there is one, so everything is different!

Even she had an idea.

He would rather bear all the pain of his previous life than watch his little scaly emperor get hurt.

Perhaps, this is mother's love, even if she doesn't care about it, she can't restrain herself from loving him.

"Mommy, I'm not going to die, don't worry, manly man, it's just a little blood. Coaxed softly, he saw the reluctance and reluctance in her eyes, but he was a man, he wanted to protect Mommy and Dad, as well as everyone in the world.

Emperor Juetian didn't move, his mind was complicated, on the one hand, his subordinates who had been waiting for him for thousands of years, each of them looked at him with expectant eyes, and on the other hand, his wife and children.

The color of the blood on the eyebrows of the little bloody man became more and more obvious, and the accumulated light finally converged into a little, and the attraction of the blood in the heart had begun!

Emperor Juetian let go of Qingyun's hand, "The last chance, I can't bear to hold him." ”

Faint words are a kind of connivance.

What saves the world, what abandons the big self to achieve the small self, what heroes. Everything doesn't matter anymore, the big deal is a ruin.

"Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty, you can't do this......"

"We have followed you for so many years, why do you ...... this woman?"

Scold, scold, she doesn't care.

Why for so many years, no one made you wait......

It's not your son, it's all cold words...

But for what, she seemed to be under a fixed spell.

That's her son, and she's trying to stop it......

"Ah!!h

A loud roar, like a desperate trapped beast. In everyone's eyes, they saw a faint shadow swaying in front of them and rushing towards Mingche!

She's crazy! She's crazy! Her bright peach blossom eyes are full of tears. The wand in her hand glowed brightest in the world, like sunlight above dark clouds.

Yue Qingyun felt that she was really crazy, and she really did the kind of thing that only the so-called heroes do. What is she doing?!

It was all a super accident, she just couldn't control herself.

The tears became more and more fierce, and the eyes were blurred, and a shout sounded out of nowhere, "Cooperate with the Demon Queen!"

The wand in his hand is like a guiding light, pointing to the future.

Perhaps, it is because its owner yearns for the future.

How Yue Qingyun wished that what she was holding in her hand was a sword feather that could cut off all her resentment!

She waved her wand wildly, and the white light condensed into the battle suit, and her messy hair was entwined in it. It's like a dream in the vastness.

"Sonorous!" The sharp collision sound, the soul-like vibration is like a boulder falling into the water, setting off a ripple!

The change in her hand was so obvious, the ornate wand turned into a sharp sword in her hand, there was no ornate inscription, ordinary and inconspicuous, only a small jade on it, a depression of a crescent.

A sword breaks through the sky and returns to the basics.

Is that the heart of the Staff of the Luna?!

Yue Qingyun looked at the sword in his hand and silently resisted the clear Divine Sword, and even the Demon Sword was slightly inferior.

Even with a look of clarity and indescribable expression, a crack finally appeared.

At the beginning of the world, there was a sword of the world, and the ninth sword in the legend was a hidden magic sword, but the creation god of the era searched for it but did not find it, it was nameless, and I don't know who the creator was.

Yue Qingyun stroked the inscription with her hand, and tears fell into the full filling of it.