Xuanyuan Mo saw that there was no remorse in his eyes at this time, and he didn't have the slightest intention of justifying, so he really wanted to kill him immediately.

I don't know why, in the face of this person, he always has a feeling that he can't get down, and this feeling is unreasonable.

The killer has no emotion at all, not to mention that he is the number one killer phantom in the world, and his professionalism is not said, but this person can mess with his heart, can affect his emotions, and can challenge his bottom line again and again.

This kind of bond seems to come from a past life......

It's not enough to calm the anger of the son's injury!

No matter who this person is, as long as he moves the son, he will die!

His eyes narrowed, ignoring the mocking and desperate look in his eyes, Xuanyuan Mo held the Dead Corpse and stabbed it towards the heart of Tilting Junmo.

He's already figured it out, a sword isn't enough!

Ten swords are not enough!

He's going to poke this damn man into a hole in blood!

Xuanyuanmo's identity is enough to represent Shuyi, not to mention, people who have no intention of living in the heart never need the consent of the pavilion master to deal with things, so although Yue Xingyun wanted to keep the ink of the emperor to torture and torture, he did not stop him.

"You're not a ...... after all"

Dumping Jun Mo swept away the stupid appearance of pretending to be crazy and stupid before, and replaced it with a full face of nobility, and even a majesty in his eyes.

There were countless sighs in the deep voice.

He admitted it, and when he mentioned Xuanyuan You, he admitted that he was the emperor of the people, and he had also gone to heaven and earth and ruled Kyushu......

After all, it ended up miserable and not as good as a dog.

This god-killing sword stabbed down, and he was doomed to ashes.

He's not afraid of death, but he's just unwilling......

Unwilling to fight for his own life, it seems that he couldn't even kill Jun Yin's clone.

At the last glance, he gave the painting heart.

He smiled at her, as he had called her 10,000 years ago, "Heart." ”

He tried his best to hold the tip of the sword that pierced his chest, and used the last time to tell her, "Don't go wrong anymore, go to him, he loves you, he loves you miserably, don't let him down anymore, be together, you must be together, I really want to have the opportunity to call you sister-in-law." ”

With that, he closed his eyes, let go of his hand, and let the long sword pierce him.

The unimaginable tingling sensation did not come.

"He, the people of this seat, no one is allowed to move!" the heart-painting bone god whip entangled the Immortal Sword.

Xianfan is different, the painting heart is really moving, Xuanyuan Mo is not her opponent at all.

He looked at Huaxin angrily, "But Princess, he hurt Gongzi!

"This seat said, he is the person of this seat!" The painting heart pulled hard, pulled off Xuanyuan's long sword, stepped forward, kicked the sword back, and stared at him, "If you must get this sword back, then ask for this seat, and stab it towards this seat!"

Drawing Heart raised his finger and pointed at his heart.

There doesn't seem to be any intention of fighting back.

Xuanyuan Mo didn't expect that the princess's elbow turned to Dump Junmo, and he was immediately angry, and he didn't know if he was angry about her ruthless indifference to Gongzi, or her unclear relationship with Dump Junmo.

"Do you think I don't dare?" With a sneer, Xuanyuan Mo really stabbed him with a sword.

And the painting of the heart, did not move.

As if I really didn't plan to hide.

To tell the truth, Xuanyuan Mo has not liked this princess for a long time, Gongzi is so good to her, she is a heartless person, even if she is indecent, she even forced Gongzi to take a concubine, this kind of woman...... You deserve to die!