Chapter 4239 No matter life or death, they must find their little uncle (1)

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This was the last sound Xuan Zhen heard.

Cold, indifferent, ruthless.

There is no hatred and hysteria, but it is more terrifying than the crazy hatred of Dark Night Three.

Is this... the Demon of Destruction?

Luo Yunxiao took back the [Chixiao Sword], one of the twelve life swords, and turned to look at Jue Ming: "Take me to the barrier entrance of Dabei Temple."

"Otherwise, I will use [Mingyin Shengyan] to burn down the entire city of mercy."

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Under the abyss.

Muyan didn't know how long she had dreamed, and she didn't know whether the dream was good or bad.

But the moment she opened her eyes, she still remembered that the last scene in the dream was in the Xingchen Academy in the Cultivation Continent.

The silver moon is in the sky, and the stars are shining.

Di Mingjue, Xiaobao, everyone in Xiaoyaomen was by his side.

They played the piano, sang, drank, danced swords, and laughter filled the world, like a trickle through her heart.

But it was such a happy and warm scene, but her tears couldn't stop flowing.

At that time, how could they have imagined that the night in this life will not last long, and the bright moon will be nowhere to be seen next year.

At that time, how could they have expected that one day the Xiaoyaomen, which they once regarded as their home, would fall apart. They went to their master and lost their little uncle. From then on, their home was still there, but they became orphans.

"Little Junior Sister, you are awake!"

Yun Ruohan came up to help her up in surprise, "How do you feel? Is there any discomfort?"

Mu Yan slowly reached out and touched her cheek.

She thought she would feel a clammy face, but there was nothing.

No tears.

She cried in her dream, but when she woke up, she couldn't cry anymore.

"Eldest brother." She heard her voice hoarse to the point of being broken, "I saw my engagement with my little uncle on the Three Lives Stone..."

Yun Ruohan's breathing suddenly froze, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

He intuitively didn't want to hear Mu Yan's next sentence.

However, the hoarse and trembling voice of the girl still penetrated into his mind.

"Three lives are cracked, and the marriage line is broken... The Demon Venerable said, perhaps because one of the parties to the contract died..."

Muyan raised her head and looked at Yun Ruohan, with a hint of hope in her eyes, "Eldest brother, do you think the little uncle is really dead? He... Is he really dead?"

After a pause, she gritted her teeth and said, "I don't believe it!"

The dead sadness in his eyes gradually turned into a burning flame: "As long as I don't see the body of the little uncle for a day, I will never believe that the uncle is really dead!"

"I... don't believe it either!"

Yun Ruohan heard his own hoarse voice, "Each of us... nine deaths survived, almost not even the complete corpse was preserved, we can all survive, the little uncle is so powerful, how can we die so easily Woolen cloth?"

His voice changed from rough to smooth.

I don't know if it's to convince Muyan, or to gradually convince myself: "Little Junior Sister, don't worry, isn't there going to be a Celestial Charm Banquet under Qianyuan? At that time, all the monks from the four directions on the Xiu Xian Continent will gather. If I hear the news, I will definitely come over."

"Even if... even if the little uncle doesn't come, the mentor Mo will come. With the help of Mozun and mentor Mo, even if the entire Xiu Xian continent is overturned, we have to find the little uncle."

"If you still can't find it, then we will recruit a lot of disciples. The seven of us will go to every inch of the land of the three realms and six paths. As long as we don't see the body of the little master, as long as his death is not confirmed, we will not give up. "

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