"Kill Mu Feng!" Yuan Yi was no longer so gentle, but as cold as the wind.

"Dog~!, you owe death!" Mu Yun scolded bitterly. After learning Yuan Yi's true face, he couldn't describe the anger in his heart at all, looking at the dazed and haggard son, he wanted to kill her.

Countless arrows left a lot of scars on his body, and he was not injured at all.

"Everybody's up!"

Mu Yun was surrounded by eighteen people with one person and one sword.

Yuan Yi was full of murderous energy, and the other eighteen people surrounded Mu Yun, he couldn't kill him at all, and the target of their group of people was Gongzi.

Seeing Yuan Yi come to him, Mu Feng was not afraid at all, but looked at the other party affectionately, as if to say, you told me that this is not true, isn't it true that you love me?

The miserable moonlight, Yuan Yi's cold eyes made Gongzi laugh bitterly.

Childe smirked as if he was demented: "It turns out that everything is just my own play." Kill me, and give an account to those above you. ”

So far, apart from despair, he doesn't know what else can be buried in his heart.

The despair is not that she is a killer, nor that she wants to kill him, but that everything can be pretended, he fell in love with her infatuated in a short period of three months, and he thought that the affection of her kiss was the same, but what is really chilling is that it turns out that even the expression of love can be pretended.

In the bitter smile, there is helplessness and endless despair.

Childe didn't blame her, but despair was inevitable.

Why?

Is the drama ruthless? She may not be the drama.

The only thing I'm sorry for is Mu Yun, his whole body is scarred, his hideous face has endless unwillingness, Mu Yun wants to save his son, but his situation is almost desperate, and his body is full of swords and arrows. The black blood at the corners of his mouth was shocking.

Yuan Yi stabbed Gongzi's heart with a sword, a blood-red column of blood burst out, Gongzi's wide eyes looked at Yuan Yi again, even now, Gongzi still loved her very much, he stretched out his trembling hands, slashed from the sword, and a drop of blood dripped down. He wanted to touch her skin one last time.

Yuan Yi immediately pulled out his sword, and red blood burst out violently, and the sad tears that fell from Gongzi fell to the ground and condensed into ice crystals.

His consciousness faded, he could no longer support his heavy body, and the whole person lay down against the ground.

"Childe!" Mu Yun shouted hoarsely.

"Dog bastard, you all die to Lao Tzu!" Mu Yun swung his sword, the sword light blurred, forcing the eighteen people back three steps.

His blood-red eyes were bloodshot, and he wanted to kill the group in front of him and the woman that the son was infatuated with.

Yuan Yi said coldly: "I don't mind killing you again! If you retreat, you can still save your life." ”

Mu Yun spat fiercely: "Today, even if I die, I will make you pay!"

Childe is all he has, and if Childe dies, then he will not survive, since he was a child, he swore an oath.

Mu Yun jumped step by step, his body formed countless afterimages in the air, and the sword qi was all around.

Suddenly, the air seemed to distort, and a red light burst out.

"Oh no! he used a secret method!" Yuan Yi stepped back and reminded everyone.

"Today, I use all my blood to keep you people and bury my son!"

Mu Yun's body rolled in the air seemed to have countless small holes, and pillars of blood erupted violently, like a pool of blood forming a fierce sword qi.

......

In a quaint courtyard, the old man twisted his gray beard, suddenly felt something, and suddenly disappeared.

......

Yuan Yi and the others were shrouded in countless blood clusters and couldn't rush out, and the current situation was very unfavorable for them, because there would be masters coming soon.

At this time, Mu Yun's whole person seemed to have aged for more than 20 years, and his hair was gray.

He gently took Childe into his arms, wiped the blood and stains on Childe's face, and covered the wound on his chest by him.

Childe's heartbeat had stopped, and he told himself that there might be a turnaround, Xuanyue Sword Immortal, there must be a way to be the number one in the world, yes!

The blood had already stained his red shirt, and he raised his head and roared to the sky, and the cold moonlight seemed to dim to grieve for his son.

The cold is sad, and the heart is in the Yiren.

Hate the drama for a long time, and the red dust is chaotic and disturbing.

Zhuyin and Qianqi finally arrived, but what caught their eyes was such a picture.

Mu Feng's body fell into Mu Yun's arms, and the blood group trapped Yuan Yi and the others.

"Sister Zhuyin, Sister Qianqi. Mu Yun's hoarse and weak voice came, "I have never begged anyone, today, I failed to protect my son, but I beg you to kill them!

The last words, Mu Yun almost shouted out of his throat.

In the end, Mu Yun's face was ugly and said, "But...... Please spare Yuan Yi's life. ”

If Mu Yun wanted to kill anyone the most, it was Yuan Yi.

However, everything Childe did to her before proved that she didn't hate her, and as Childe's closest person in the world, he still endured his hatred for her and spared her life.

Qianqi looked at a shocking scar on his chest, and a sword wind rose, and the wind surged for ten miles.

Eighteen of them all died, and there was not even a sound.

Yuan Yi was also surprised that she didn't kill her!

"Get out!" Qianqi said angrily.

......

The top of Ershan Mountain.

Li Xuanyue sighed and said, "Mu Yun, are you really ready? If you rebuild for him for three hundred years, you will have to go through countless calamities, and you can only exchange his life span for ten years. ”

"I am willing to ask God to beg him for ten years. ”

The yang world changes life, and the underworld changes soul.

Li Xuanyue entered the underworld that day, changed his life, and begged for Mu Feng for ten years, at the cost of Mu Yun being willing to cultivate in the underworld for three hundred years, and returning to the yang world after three hundred years.

In the underworld, the king of Hades was furious, and Li Xuanyue killed countless Yin soldiers and forcibly continued his life, which was simply a slap in the face.

The anger in this stomach can only be sprinkled on Mu Yun.

When the Ten Halls Yama marched in the underworld every day, no one would torture Mu Yun with the treasured evil spirits and ghosts, but to their surprise, this person from the yang world called Mu Yun came to the underworld to strip off the seven souls and six spirits and only left a trace of consciousness, and he was silent, as if all this pain embedded in the flesh could not be felt.

Meng Po sighed on the bridge of Naihe, although she is also a person from the underworld, but she is not under the jurisdiction of the underworld, she lives alone in Huangquan, and she is also a master.

"The love that the world desires is just a bowl of soup that can be forgotten in me, but how can there be so many people who are willing to be infatuated?"

Since that day, there has been a special person in Nahe Bridge, named Mu Yun, who drank 50,000 Meng Po soup but still can't forget everything.

Meng Po said: "What else can't you forget?"

"If I don't want to forget, it will forget. Mu Yun smiled bitterly, asked for a bowl of soup again, and returned to the underworld.

For many days, I could see this young man.

Later, Meng Po learned the story of this person, and also forcibly read the number of fates for him, he had to endure three hundred years of loneliness and darkness, and the painful torture before he could cross into reincarnation and become a woman and return to that person.

30,000 miles of yellow springs, ghosts and ghosts howl.

Meng Po waited empty all day for the young man to come and ask for another bowl of soup to drink......

Li Xuanyue shook her head helplessly: "Mu Feng, are you willing to practice swords with me?"

Mu Feng of Huiyang knew everything and shook his head: "I'm sorry Sword Immortal." ”

"Mu Yun finally asked me to tell you, so that you don't live with sadness, don't take the distractions of the past, and just be the gentle and jade-like son of Qin Se back to the past. ”

That year, no one knew about the fact that the prince was killed but returned to the yang, and there was still the gentle son in the city who was obsessed with the Oiran girl.

It's just that since then, Qin Se Gongzi has practiced guns with the gun fairy, and he didn't become a swordsman, but he became a genius martial artist, because of the gun.

Yuan Yi did not return to Longhumen, and was killed by an old man named Jing Song in Xuanyue City on the way.

The son of Qin Se went out of the city at night to give white silk and cried to guard the mausoleum for three days.

If there is anything else that can support him to live, and he is still alive and well, he can be the son of Qin Se back to him, just because of Mu Yun.

Mu Yun left, only to find that no one could understand the emptiness in his heart, and he never mentioned it to anyone.

He doesn't owe Yuan Yi, nor does he resent her, but he loves her to the bone, but Qin Se Gongzi loses too much money to Mu Yun!