Chapter 3959: One by one, it's all dead (1)
If the same is dead!
Why are they not dead?
At least the name of Xiaoyao Gate must not be insulted.
Lu Xingyuan glanced at Luo Yunxiao.
Seeing his eyes shed with blood and tears, despairing and distressed, he shook his hand tightly.
But soon he hardened his heart and walked towards the Xiaoyaomen step by step.
As he approached, Muyu's percussion sounded again and again.
Every time it strikes, it can shatter the sound wall that Mu Yan finally weaves.
Her shirt was soaked in blood.
The fingers resting on the Tianmoqin were full of holes and blood dripping down.
"My mother! My mother! Let me go out and help you !!!"
"My dear, don't help me in it!"
"Mother, I beg you-!!!"
Xiaobao's crying cry rang in his ears again and again.
Mu Yan turned a deaf ear.
Her spiritual power was already consumed in the battle with Shi Baiyong and Guan Santong.
Now it is possible to support Lu Xingyuan's insidious attacks.
It was an inch of overdraft of her life and her soul element.
But at this moment, she could not care about anything.
The same is true of everyone at Xiaoyaomen.
None of them want to die!
But it will never allow people to torture and kill the uncle in front of their eyes.
"Xiaobao, what you say next, you must listen carefully ..."
In the tears of Xiaobao's heart-breaking tears, Mu Yan exhausted her last effort and passed on her voice little by little.
"Xiaobao, have you remembered what your mother said?"
"Also, evil spirits, fat rabbits, balls, Jinwu, yellow, do you all hear me?"
"Must remember!"
"Please take care of Xiaobao instead of me."
Next, what Xiaobao said, and what they responded to.
Mu Yan couldn't hear it anymore.
She had no choice but to gamble on everything.
If you win, it's everyone's first chance.
If you lose, you will die together!
But before she dies, she must at least arrange Xiaobao's back.
Emperor Jujue, if you were by my side now, how nice ...
Boom--!
Another wooden fish knocked, and came with a strong air wave.
Mu Yan spurted a spit of blood, and his heart burned with anger.
The blood-stained fingers were so cold and numb as if they no longer belonged to her.
However, it is not enough!
The time has not come yet!
She must persevere for a little longer.
She wants to fight for that last chance.
"Fuck fuck! The old lady chopped you bald **** !!"
Leng Yumo suddenly gritted his teeth, and Guren suddenly lifted his sword and lifted his body.
"Sister Sister!"
Mu Yan uttered a heartbreaking cry, and the injured finger desperately struck the strings.
The Phantom Doppelganger also summoned the Seven Swords of the Sword, who wanted to stop Leng Yumo's movements.
But still a step late!
Leng Yumo rushed out of the envelope of the sound wall, and Guren grabbed the sword and turned into a monstrous flame, slashing towards the landing line.
There was an unwavering war in her face, no flinch, no fear.
Didn't she know that it was a dead end to rush out like this?
of course I know!
But how could she watch the sobbing cry of Xiaoshi Uncle, and watch the young sister so desperately overdraw her soul element in order to protect everyone?
She knew that Xiao Shimei wanted to wait for that opportunity!
But she is a sister!
How can I let the younger sister save her life again and again to protect her, but enjoy herself with peace of mind?
