Chapter 4616 Yu Mo, goodbye!

The dark night suddenly came back to his senses.

That's what "protect them" means.

The master's powerful power and coercion are all released, and under the Immortal Venerable, the soul can't bear it at all.

As soon as the dark night knew that the two beside her were the master's darlings.

After regaining his senses, who dared to delay, he quickly released his coercion and protective shield, covering Muyan and the others, including Burning Tian.

Before the battle with the Demon Race, Dark Night Yiyi was dissatisfied with Luo Yunxiao, the Lord of Burning Heaven.

He felt that in terms of strength, qualifications, and age, he was no worse than Luo Yunxiao.

Just because of the fusion of the world-destroying half-soul, it is necessary to crush him, why?

However, in the battle under Qianyuan, Dark Night almost died at the hands of Mozun Jun Tiankiller.

However, in front of his master, Demon Lord Slaughtering Heaven has almost no resistance.

This made Dark Yeyi finally realize how powerful Luo Yunxiao was.

And if Luo Yunxiao hadn't arrived in time, he would have already died at the hands of Demon Venerable.

Since then, Dark Night One is like Dark Night Three and the others, only the master's life is obeyed.

With the violent rotation of the twelve long swords, the scene in the sword formation could no longer be seen clearly.

But from time to time, Shanhui's screams and kindness's muffled groans could be heard.

Clearly they were at a disadvantage.

Mu Yan and Leng Yumo looked at each other, and it was only at this moment that they realized that the younger uncle had not used all his strength because he was afraid of hurting them.

Leng Yumo looked at Jingyuan, who was half-kneeling on the ground, and walked forward slowly.

Jingyuan has been staring at the direction of the sword array, his eyes are empty and lonely, and the blood moon on his forehead is looming.

Seeing Leng Yumo appearing in front of him, he stretched out his hand and gently stroked her face.

Because of the blood on her hands, Leng Yumo's face was stained.

Jingyuan was in a hurry to help her clean up, but she wiped more and more.

Leng Yumo grabbed his hand, put it on her cheek, and said in a hoarse voice: "No need to wipe, I feel good that you can get your blood on the little monk. Jingyuan, thank you for protecting me before. "

Jingyuan blinked, tears falling from his eyes.

He said, "Yu Mo, if I have a next life, I don't want to be born in Dabei Temple, and I don't want to be a monk. I want to be with you, and I want to join Xiaoyaomen."

Leng Yumo couldn't hold it any longer, tears welled up in her eyes, she laughed and cried, "Aren't you afraid that others will laugh at you? Dignified Immortal Venerable, be our Xiaoyaomen's door-to-door son-in-law."

Jingyuan also raised his lips and smiled, tears mixed with blood flowing into the corners of his mouth, "I don't care if others laugh or not, I just want to be with Yu Mo. It would be nice if there was a next life..."

Leng Yumo squeezed his hand suddenly, her originally calm emotions almost collapsed at this moment: "Little monk, don't go, okay, you promised me that you will come back to marry me? I have been waiting for you. what!"

Jing Yuan reached out and hugged her into his arms, tears rolling down her cheeks.

But in the end he let go of his hand and showed a shy and shy smile: "Yu Mo, goodbye!"

Then he turned around abruptly and resolutely rushed into the sword formation.

"Little monk——!!"

Leng Yumo wanted to rush in, but the moment she stepped out, she stopped.

Muyan supported her and opened her mouth, but she didn't know what to say.

Let the little uncle let the net far away?

This is of course a very simple matter.

But then what?