The atmosphere was extremely depressed, and Mu Yuncheng's calm expression did not suppress the anger in his belly. The moment he looked at Ye Feiyu was like before the storm.

For the first time, he felt the soaring killing intent from Mu Yuncheng's body, and Ye Feiyu's throat moved, and he couldn't say a word.

After a while, Mu Yuncheng took a deep breath, his clenched fists slowly loosened, and then he pulled Mu Tangtang up, and was about to leave without saying a word.

"What are you going to do?" Seeing that Mu Yuncheng's move was to take Mu Tangtang away, Ye Feiyu didn't care about anything else, and rushed forward and asked excitedly.

Mu Yuncheng glanced sideways at Ye Feiyu, and that gaze was like an arrow of ice, shooting through Ye Feiyu's heart. As soon as his footsteps froze, Mu Yuncheng ignored him anymore and walked straight out of the tent with Mu Tangtang.

Anger instantly hit his heart, but his ambivalence couldn't stop his emotions from breaking out at the moment, Ye Feiyu felt that he was completely ignored by Mu Yuncheng. If he hadn't saved Mu Tangtang from the demons, how could the two of them have a chance to reunite?

Ye Feiyu chased out of the tent, and Mu Yuncheng, who was just about to leave, saw him chasing out, thinking that he was trying to stop himself, so he pushed out a palm and hit Ye Feiyu's chest, and the powerful force knocked Ye Feiyu out in an instant, and the blood in his throat was like a broken water bladder, gushing out. Now Ye Feiyu is no longer Mu Yuncheng's opponent at all, maybe Mu Yuncheng, who is a sword saint, can pinch him to death with just a move of his fingers.

"I don't want to kill you today, I hope you will do it yourself! If you continue to work for the demons, I will not show mercy to him when he meets on the battlefield. A cloud suddenly appeared under Mu Yuncheng's feet, a sword shadow was like a shuttle, and the green wind and purple lightning flashed away, carrying the two of them to the sky.

The qi and blood in Ye Feiyu's cavity surged, and then he vomited non-stop, until the crimson mucus smeared the ground in front of him. His face was pale and his body was weak, but he still clenched his fists and vented his resentment to the sky, which was a cry of pain and endless hatred. He hated Mu Tangtang, he hated Mu Yuncheng, and he hated himself. He hated all people.

"Mu Yuncheng, don't be complacent too early, I swear, I will take everything from you!ah~ah~ah......" He was hoarse, like a beast struggling in pain, and the entire Sanmenxia was in an uproar, but no one knew what was going on.

The Holy Spirit, who was far away in Tiandingguan, suddenly felt something, he could spy on the heart of all things, and at this time, the incomparable hatred that burst out in the body of the young man in Sanmenxia, as if the former Emperor Ming, suddenly aroused his interest.

"Mu Jiansheng's former good friend...... Ye Zanglong's good son...... Ha ha...... Good, very good!"

......

A thunderbolt fell on the open space of the dynasty's military camp, and the originally quiet military camp suddenly became lively.

Mu Yuncheng helped Mu Tangtang down the clouds, but before she could stand firmly, she plunged into Mo Yiyue's arms.

Mo Yiyue's eyes gradually softened, and she couldn't help stroking the top of her head with her hand, and blamed herself deeply: "It's all my fault, I shouldn't have left you alone in Sanmenxia." ”

As soon as he said this, Yi Xiao's heart was also sour, "If it weren't for my slow march, Sanmenxia would not have fallen into the hands of the Three Demon Kings, because I had the trust of the imperial brother and was ashamed of the people of the Great Wilderness." After listening to Yi Xiao's words, everyone fell silent. There was a person in the crowd who desperately squeezed out, and Mu Yuncheng turned his head to see that it was Chu Shuiyu.

He was still wondering how Chu Shuiyu came here, so he saw her take Mu Tangtang from Mo Yiyue's arms, and the two hugged each other, and actually cried.

Mo Yiyue was obviously stunned, then saw Mu Yuncheng smiled embarrassedly, shook her head slightly and said, "Girls are inevitably hypocritical, I will go to your camp tonight and give them the camp tent that King Ning prepared for me." He said and looked at Yi Xiao, after all, the supplies in the camp were tight, and now the heroes from all walks of life have defected to King Ning, and the new batch of supplies are on the way to Jiuli here, Mu Yuncheng is not special, and this can also relieve some pressure for the dynasty army.

The falling poplar flowers are hidden in the night, and the moonlight is like a mirror, revealing a little sorrow.

"The rumors are here, in my opinion, Xiaoxiao will not stay in Sanjiangpu ...... safely"

Mu Yuncheng was upset, he was afraid that the fierce battle would cause harm to the two of them.

At that time, Mo Yiyue walked out of the tent and bumped into Mu Yuncheng sitting alone under the tree. If there is one person who knows himself better than Mu Yuncheng, then this person must be Mo Yiyue.

"But are you worried about the safety of Shui Yu and Lu Xiao?" his voice was soft, but it was straight to the point.

Mu Yuncheng was obviously stunned, Mo Yiyue really knew himself too well, and he also knew about his meeting with Lu Xiao, so it was normal to guess that layer. After all, although he has dragon blood, he is not a god after all, and even if he is a god, not everyone can spy on people's hearts.

"I'm worried about Xiaoxiao's safety, Heihe can't stop her, I'm afraid she won't be able to help but come here to look for me. Mu Yuncheng said truthfully, and he also knew that with this information alone, Mo Yiyue could know everything and guess everything.

"Heihe is still by her side, is it ...... Hey, this is strange, are the two people I saw that day really Heihe and Lu Xiao?" Rao is Mu Yuncheng didn't expect that he could diverge his thinking so deeply, and even connect the events of that day.

"In the end, it's Yi Yue, it's amazing...... Mu Yuncheng said with emotion.

"Your worry is not confident in yourself, if you can't even protect the two of them, how can you talk about protecting the peace of the entire Great Wilderness?"

"It's also ......" Mu Yuncheng's eyes lowered thoughtfully.

"As soon as tonight passes, Yoshiro's chariot of destruction should be here, and there will be many tough battles ahead. Mo Yiyue sighed and raised his eyes to look into the distance, and what he meant was to ask Mu Yuncheng not to spend too much thought on Chu Shui Yu and Lu Xiao, as the new Sword Saint, he was responsible for the entire Great Wilderness for what he did.

The lonely sky, the cold moon, but at this moment, there is a red light from the horizon, and the originally intoxicating night suddenly becomes a little terrifying.

The world-destroying chariot No. 1 with a huge body was traveling rapidly on the Tonghu Plain leading to Zhongzhou, and behind him were the world-destroying chariots No. 2 and No. 3, the three chariots were extremely large, and they were like continuous mountains when they were side-by-side. The demon alchemist Ji Lang was standing in the top cabin of the No. 1 chariot at the moment, looking around the four fields, confidently drinking the blood wine in the cup.

Wine made from the flesh and blood of living beings always stimulates his taste buds and inspires him to create.

"Lord Jilang, the Black Prison Cavalry of the Lionheart Floating Slaughter has crossed the eastern foothills of Yingshan Mountain, and they should be able to reach Sanmenxia early tomorrow morning. ”

The messenger brought the latest news from the front, and Yoshiro waved his hand to signal him to go down and not disturb Yaxing, who was tasting his fine wine.

Because of his age, he only had two sideburns of white hair flying up like bird's wings, and the middle was already as smooth as a mirror, and there was no hair. Through a silver-framed lens, his wolf eyes looked extremely cunning and vicious.

"Lionheart Futu is brave and unscrupulous, extremely stupid, he actually ignored King Ning's troops and rushed back to Sanmenxia first. Now it seems that the great work of defeating King Ning's ministry can only be attributed to my chariot of destruction. ”