Son-in-law Dan Zun

"Hey..." Above the sky, a low sigh came out, seemingly weak.

"Don't waste your words, he still can't stop this emperor." The illusory figure spoke again, and his indifferent gaze fell on Luo Wushu.

"You don't have to look at this emperor with such hatred. The emperor just brings her soul to the heaven first."

"As long as you in the future don't let the Emperor down, she will naturally have a chance to come back to you."

Luo Wushu's eyes were red, and the power of the soul swept out one after another.

But it was as if a moth was fighting a fire, it just made his mouth constantly spit out bright red, which was extremely miserable.

This is the first time since his rebirth that he has been forced into such a situation.

All the means and the hole cards have no effect.

"Brother Luo!"

"No books!"

"Master!"

Everyone looked at this scene with emotion, no one would want to see this scene, but no one could stop it from happening.

"No...Book...Stop it!" An Yixue said with difficulty, "It's useless, let me go with him!"

"If you have a sense of interest, if you continue to resist, not only will you not be able to change anything, but you may let your soul fly away." The illusory figure said indifferently.

"Yixue..." In Luo Wushu's red eyes, there was a drop of blood and tears falling.

He is not stupid.

Of course, I understand what it means to let the other party take away An Yixue's soul.

In the other side's mouth, the so-called chance to return to his side was just a gimmick of fooling people.

With An Yixue's current state, she could indeed be able to separate her soul from her body, but she couldn't leave her body for too long.

Moreover, there are also distance limitations.

If the soul is taken to the heavens... It won't take long for An Yixue to be frightened and die.

"Why do you want to do it so absolutely?"

"Luo Wushu has almost relied on his own power to protect the profound realm. It is not that he is not outstanding enough, but that the profound realm has limited his talents."

"If you are like this, it's too much of a chance."

Above the sky, the ethereal voice sounded.

As the illusory figure said, he really did not have the ability to prevent this scene from happening.

"The emperor knows better than you what kind of mission the destined person has to shoulder in the future."

The voice of the illusory figure became more and more domineering, "In comparison, what is this setback?"

After that, his gaze turned to Luo Wushu again, "A man, a man, why bother to be wifeless?"

"Luo Wushu, if you are a man, you should focus on cultivation."

"When you stand on the top of the heavens and ten thousand realms, all women under the world can be embraced, not to mention a mere An Yixue?"

Luo Wushu roared: "Since I am not worthy of being a destined person, you should kill me directly and let destiny make a new choice instead of attacking the people around me."

"Do you think the emperor doesn't want it?" The illusory figure's voice increased a little, "but time is no longer allowed, so the emperor can only be the villain. You have to believe that hatred will be the strongest motivation for cultivation. ."

Luo Wushu's **** eyes swept towards the illusory figure, saying every word: "I advise you to choose to kill me directly, otherwise, until that day, I will let you die without a place to bury you."

"Hahaha...If possible, this emperor will look forward to that day very much." The illusory figure laughed, looking forward to that scene sincerely.

"Om!"

An illusory, but beautiful and moving figure, wrapped in the power of the terrifying soul, left An Yixue's body.

"Don't..." And this scene also caused Deluo Wushu's eyes to continue to slide with blood and tears uncontrollably.

Men do not flick when they have tears, but before they are sad.

To Luo Wushu, An Yixue is the most important person in his life, how could he do it, watching An Yixue have an accident, and still remain calm.

"No books!"

Mo Qingcheng watched this scene with heartache, tears also slipping in his beautiful eyes.

For Luo Wushu, An Yixue is the most important person in his life.

But for Mo Qingcheng, Luo Wushu is the most important person in her life.

She couldn't bear to see Luo Wushu look like this.

"laugh!"

The brilliant light bloomed from Mo Qingcheng, which made many people bewildered.

I don't know what Mo Qingcheng wanted to release his life and soul at this moment?

"Sister Qingcheng, what are you doing?" Bai Ning asked.

At this time, Xiao Dai'er was also looking at Mo Qingcheng with concern. Although she didn't know what Mo Qingcheng wanted to do, she instinctively felt uneasy.

"I want to try." Mo Qingcheng let out a soft voice.

I saw her overwhelming figure, bathed in the brilliant light of life and soul, rising above her.

"Zheng!"

A piano sound came out.

Suddenly, there were countless eyes, attracted by the figure of Mo Qingcheng Fuqin.

In fact, today's Mo Qingcheng is not very outstanding. Compared with Luo Wu and others, it can be described as an unknown person.

But at this moment, the outstanding temperament in Mo Qingcheng's body seemed to be no less than any goddess.

"I beg Qin Emperor!"

A solemn and pious voice came from Mo Qingcheng's mouth.

Her gorgeous figure has undergone earth-shaking changes at this moment.

boom!

A supreme coercion suddenly emerged, this coercion is like Tianwei, but it seems to be stronger than Tianwei.

Many people from Huangxuan Academy stared at Mo Qingcheng's graceful figure, only to feel strange and terrifying.

The temperament of that gentle woman in daily life has undergone earth-shaking changes.

She became outstanding, and she became aloof, not like a mortal person.

"Zheng!"

Another piano sound came out.

There is an incomparably gorgeous divine light blooming on the Minghun Tianhun piano.

At Mo Qingcheng's location, a peerless figure slowly emerged, overlapping with it.

Although this figure is illusory, but sitting there volleyed there, it exists like a god.

It makes people feel so hard to even look up!

"Allure!"

The familiar scene caused Deluo Wushu's expression to change, "What are you doing?"

"I really can't bear to see you in such pain, let alone imagine what would happen to you if you lose sister Yixue?"

Mo Qingcheng said, "So, I want to try!"

When the voice fell, I saw an extremely high-pitched piano sound all over the world, and the terrifying sonic offensive engulfed a strange wave, attacking and killing towards the illusory figure.

"Tianhunqin?"

"Emperor Qin Fuyao?"

There was a look of surprise in the illusory figure's eyes, and she recognized the peerless figure at a glance.

But because of this, his eyebrows showed an unprecedented dignified look.

"It's just a wisp of remnant soul!" The peerless figure let out a faint voice.

"Since you know, it's just a ray of remnant soul, you should know that you can't stop this emperor." The illusory figure said.

"Although I have a ray of remnant soul, you are not just a ray of soul power staying in this world." The peerless figure responded quietly, seemingly very thorough.

"The emperor's soul stays in three thousand realms. Even if this soul is destroyed, it doesn't matter, but you are different."

The illusory figure said: "You will be completely gone, including her, and you may also completely disappear into this world. Do you have the heart to watch this scene happen?"