"I don't have any patience left!"

"It's fine if you are obedient, but if you continue to hinder me, I will let you die... all of you will die without a burial place..."

Gui Xi took a deep breath and slowly straightened his distorted face: "So, Your Highness, don't test my patience anymore, and do as I say quickly, otherwise, you will wait to see the little prince being held captive by the soul rope."

Cut it into sections!"

"Elder brother, you can't... you can't..."

Luo Yu's voice was hoarse and trembling, carrying a desperate plea.

He hoped that his senior brother would leave him alone this time, and he hoped that he would die without becoming a burden to his senior brother.

But deep down in his heart, he knew it was impossible.

He has no memory of more than ten years ago.

But in the past fifteen years, he has always known how his senior brother guarded him and protected him.

Like a pearl or a treasure, it is better than life.

Sure enough, the man opposite put away the sword in his hand and showed a gentle and elegant smile.

Neither humble nor arrogant, he is a gentleman and upright, but he tolerates and protects every junior fellow apprentice and younger sister in the sect.

"Okay, I promise you!"

Muyan turned around when she heard the sound.

She realized something terrible was about to happen.

However, she was only slightly distracted.

There was a sharp pain in my left shoulder.

Ning Xu's voice was bone-chilling, "At this time, do you still have the heart to worry about others?"

Muyan blocked the demon-killing sword with her backhand and said sternly: "Ning Xu, you said that this is a battle that only belongs to the two of us. But you actually despicably arranged such a trap to attack my senior brother!"

Ning Xu frowned and sneered: "After killing you, killing these people is like killing ants to me. Arrange a trap? Jun Muyan, you think too highly of your Xiaoyao Sect."

Having said that, Ning Xu's eyes still turned to the thorn.

Cold and disgusting.

He can stay with Jun Muyan until death.

But he didn't want Jun Muyan to misunderstand his despicable and insidious methods.

The thorn was stared at by Ning Xu's cold and stern gaze, and a chill ran down his spine.

He comes from the floating island.

He knows better than anyone else how powerful, cruel and terrifying this direct descendant of the Ning family is.

Ji Xi's voice trembled, "Mr. Ning, the Imperial Preceptor wants me to say hello to you... I will never dare to covet the prey you want, but Yun Ruohan and Lan Luoyu are the ones the Imperial Preceptor named.

The person you want to take back."

"If...if I have offended Mr. Ning, please forgive me. The Imperial Master said that he will...bring the royal treasure to the Ning family in person someday to apologize!"

At this time, Juici was speaking intermittently and trembling, but he was not as perverted and arrogant as before.

Ning Xu snorted coldly, finally ignored him, and attacked Muyan again with the demon-killing sword.

The sword energy is overflowing.

[Phantom Heavy] The clone was affected by the sword energy of the Demon-Slaying Sword, and the instrument came to a standstill.

The [Buddling Lotus] at Muyan's feet suddenly froze, and the demon-killing sword once again left a bloody mark on her body that was deep enough to see the bones.

Ning Xu said coldly while approaching Muyan with a sword.

"From the very beginning, you broke up with me because of Yun Ruohan, who took his body and was reborn."

"Whether he dies here or has his arms cut off, he is just to blame."

"All evil spirits must die!"

Hearing Ning Xu's words, Gui Xi's heart almost jumped into his throat, but finally fell back to where he was.

He laughed wildly again.
Chapter completed!