"Third senior brother, why don't you go to bed so late?"

Chu Moli, who was painting, looked back at him and smiled gently: "Want to come in and appreciate my paintings?"

"No need!" Luoyu shook his head repeatedly, "I'm afraid I'll have nightmares at night."

He yawned and closed the door. Before leaving, he did not forget to warn him, "Third Senior Brother, don't make it too late. If you get too tired, I will file a complaint with Sixth Senior Sister."

It wasn't until the door closed and Luo Yu's footsteps faded away that Chu Moli smiled softly and picked up his pen again to touch on the painting in front of him.

At this moment, a figure in white slowly appeared from behind a human-height easel in the northeast corner of the room.

If Muyan were here right now, she would definitely couldn't help but scream in surprise.

Because this person is Li Weiran.

It's just that compared to the handsome young man in white clothes like snow before.

At this time, Li Weiran could be said to be in a desperate state.

Most of his white clothes were stained with blood.

There are obvious bruises on the neck.

It looked like there was a rope that strangled his beautiful neck.

But the most shocking thing was the sores on his abdomen.

Lightning was flashing there, and blood was flowing.

Even if Li Weiran kept sprinkling powder on the wound, the bleeding would not stop at all.

Chu Moli didn't seem to notice anyone in the room at all, and his eyes were still focused on the drawing paper.

He held the pen horizontally in front of his eyes and measured it up and down, as if to determine where to place the next painting.

"The wound medicine given by my junior sister is on the cabinet on your left. You can try it. If it doesn't work, I have no other solution."

Li Weiran turned around and took out a bottle of medicine from the cabinet.

He sprinkled it on his own wounds without even looking at it.

The strange thing is that the wound that was originally bleeding actually healed a little bit.

Li Weiran took a long breath and said as if sighing: "He is indeed the Emperor of the Extreme Region, the only Immortal Emperor in the Cultivation Continent!"

Just a simple blow caused him to be seriously injured.

However……

As he spoke, he suddenly laughed softly.

The handsome and pale face became coquettish and ferocious, beautiful and twisted at this moment.

It was as if all the contradictions and depravity of human nature were concentrated on him at this moment.

"It's a pity that he will soon be beyond redemption."

Chu Moli put down his pen with some helplessness, turned his wheelchair, faced Li Weiran, and said with great interest: "I'm very curious, what grudges are there between you and Teacher Mo, I mean the Emperor of the Extreme Realm, let you try every possible means to devise a plan

Do you want to put him to death?"

Li Weiran walked slowly to the table, picked up the teapot on the table, poured a cup, put it to his lips and took a sip.

"The story is actually very simple."

"Hundreds of years ago, the last emperor of the Extreme Region accidentally picked up a beautiful woman in the wild land of the Immortal Continent, but lost all her memory. The romantic and passionate emperor quickly got the woman, and the two of them

They lived a loving and sweet life together for several years."

"It's just that the Emperor of the Extreme Region is an Immortal Lord, and he is only one step away from the Immortal Emperor. He has a lifespan of tens of millions of years, has the supreme status of the King of the Extreme Region, and has a beautiful wife and concubine raised in the Royal Court of the Extreme Region. And

That woman was just a mortal, without even the slightest bit of cultivation. In just a few years, she grew old and lost her beauty, so she was abandoned."
Chapter completed!