Chapter 163: Painting Heart's Desperate Rescue

"That's right, I rescued you, naturally it wasn't in vain, you have to help me do something. ”

"What's the matter?"

"Go and find" Huaxin suddenly froze, because she actually remembered Heguang Tongchen, the name she almost blurted out, thinking of him, Huaxin had tears in her eyes, but she bent her lips and smiled, "Go find Yiwang Shuyi." ”

"Looking for him to save you?" Dumping Junmo sneered, "The two cities are thousands of miles apart, and I am an ordinary person, I don't have supernatural powers, I am afraid that you have already ...... this back and forth."

has already been poisoned by the Hundred Mile Sacrifice!

Dumping Jun Mo hid the worried look in his eyes, and stopped, he found that at this time he actually hated himself for not being able to save her.

If it weren't for the God on the High in the Nine Heavens who took everything away from him, why would he have ended up in such a field today! He had taken away his country, his brother, his right to live, and now even his brother's wife!

"He's not in the city, he's coming......" Thinking of the rampant laughter and treacherous plan at the end of the Baili Festival, the painting heart felt a chill, and couldn't help but tremble, before he said, "You go to find him, just say I'm okay, let him go back to the city and wait for me." ”

Qian Junmo looked at the deep and shallow wounds on the whole body of the painting heart, and the blood was sprinkled with a piercing red, and he couldn't help frowning slightly, and sneered, "You can also call it okay like this?"

Huaxin shook his head and smiled, gasped twice, and said, "The Baili Festival wants to use me to deal with King Yi, as long as he doesn't come, the Baili Festival will not do anything to me." ”

Dumping Junmo's gaze froze.

What will not happen to her?

Hurt her like this, the whole person is soaked in blood, what else will you do with her?

Do you really have to die to be sick?

"I'm not worried about you ......" a person. When the words came to his lips, he turned bluntly again, "Ability, you look at you like this, and you can do it, if this stone wall can't be broken, but it attracts the Baili Festival, wouldn't it affect me and suffer together." ”

"You stand back!" Huaxin roared hard, looking at Dump Jun Mo, suddenly his eyes blinked, and a string of tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, blood red and blood-red, snaking down her cheeks, and the fingers holding the chain kept trembling, "When he comes, he won't be able to survive if he falls for the trick of the Baili Festival, he can die for me, I can also die for him, only if you stop him, this is the only way to live."

"That's your way of life, why should I help you. Tilting Jun Mo had a painting on his mouth, but he unconsciously stepped back under his feet.

For a moment, he felt that they deserved to die, and he shouldn't save them. Although the one he wanted to kill the most was the god Jun Yin, but he couldn't kill Jun Yin now, but he could make Jun Yin hurt, he knew that as long as this woman died, Jun Yin would definitely go crazy.

However, if this woman dies, Jun Yin is not the only one who is crazy, right?

What will happen to his eldest brother, Junyi?

Although, Junyi has now forgotten the past, and he has escaped. But the gentleman's heart is still faintly uneasy.

Junyi's love for the painting, to this day, every time he thinks of everything he planned and arranged for her back then, he is thoughtful and meticulous everywhere, which still makes Junmo deeply in his heart.

Back then, before the Battle of Moon God Mountain, the god of war Junyi knelt on the shore of Cangyang Lake, begging heaven and earth for forgiveness, and asking him to forgive.

Jun Yi also said that from now on, he will cast mountains and rivers with his divine body, scatter his divine power to cross the common people, resist his life with his body, and apologize for his sins with death.

Jun Yi knelt for three days and three nights, and he never saw him. He knew that with Jun Yi's ability, even if he destroyed the heavens and the earth, why did he need to consult with others? Jun Yi knelt down for the morality of heaven and earth in his heart, and knelt for the brotherhood between them.

Knowing his mistakes and doing it, he bent down and knelt down.

is wrong and does not change, just because she has no regrets.

When the three-day period arrived, Jun Yi got up and left, through the majestic and magnificent black lacquer gate of the Netherworld Palace, he repeatedly told him to entrust him to take care of the painting heart in the future.

He acquiesced in the loss of life in that war, so he never blamed Jun Yi for it. But in the end, he failed Jun Yi's entrustment, and the painting heart was taken away by Jun Yin first, and he also fell for Jun Yin's calculations......

In a trance, staggering, Dump Jun Mo came back to his senses and found that he had retreated to the stone wall. The palm of his hand was on the stone wall, extremely cold, and he looked at the pale face of the painting, and asked abruptly, "Have you ever seen the same dust as the light?"

When asked about the same dust as the light, he was keenly aware that Huaxin's face immediately changed, and there was even a moment of panic. Huaxin gritted his teeth and trembled for a moment before replying, "Yes." ”

Ever seen......

Dumping Junmo recalled the dispute between the Baili Festival and Huaxin about the light and dust that he had heard before, and smiled self-deprecatingly, as if he had asked in vain, they had naturally seen it, and ...... It seems to have a lot to do with it.

Is it too late?

He has many disagreements with Jun Yin, and only one thing is that Jun Yi, who is in agreement, should stay away from the heart of the painting, so that he can be stable for a lifetime.

Tilting Junmo was distracted for a while, and suddenly heard a loud voice from Huaxin, "You squat in the corner of the wall and protect yourself, I'm going to open the top of the stone."

Dumping Junmo naturally also knows that there are layers of mechanisms outside this secret room, so splitting the stone top is the only way out, but the woman is locked in the center of the stone room by heavy chains, if the stone top is split and the rubble falls, how can she avoid herself?

I didn't have to think about it, the heart of the painting was palm up, flashing a dazzling white light, because the hands were imprisoned by iron chains, the palm was inconvenient, the palm wind went vertically, slapped on the top of the stone, and suddenly the mountain stone shook, a loud noise, the sky flickered, and the mountain stone mixed with ice and snow smashed down.

Huaxin was secretly sighing that she was going to be buried by the mountain rock, and suddenly a gust of palm wind blew on her face, splitting the gravel that smashed her, and then a light blue figure flew over with a "whoosh", and the whole person bent into a wide cloak, covering the top of her head, covering the mountain stone that fell on her head and face, and after the stone room returned to calm, Dump Jun Mo secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Luckily, it didn't hurt her.

As everyone knows, under the rocks, he himself was smashed and embarrassed.

Huaxin looked up at him, and suddenly smiled, this kid is really exactly the same as Jun Tanmo, with a hard mouth and a soft heart.

Tilting Junmo leaned over the heart of the painting, and happened to meet her pair of watery eyes, and in a blink of an eye, he saw that her face was covered with blood and scarred bones, and the ghost asked in a daze, "Does it hurt?"

It hurts, she feels pain all over her body.

This heavy shackle has strangled her flesh and blood and internal organs into slag, if she is not immortal, how can she still have the life to talk to him, Qian Junmo wanted to reach out and loosen the iron chain for her, but the iron chain was deep in her bones and blood, and as soon as he touched it, she burst into tears.

"No...... It doesn't hurt ......" to hell.

The heart of the painting opens its mouth, and its mouth is full of blood. The speech was jerky, and it took half a day to squeeze out two words, intermittently and vaguely.

Dumping Junmo couldn't help but roll his eyes, this woman is still so reckless, she deserves to die.