His face was purple, his lips were slightly open, and dust poured into his lungs. He couldn't help coughing, but he couldn't even cough. But when he saw who was coming and who was holding his throat, Li Weiran began to laugh. Hoarse voice from his lips and teeth difficult to spit out: "Di Ming Jue, you finally found it?" Emperor Ming Jue looked at him coldly, his eyes overflowed with sarcastic and cruel killing intention: "Li Weiran, do you really want to say your identity, and the gratitude and resentment with Jiyu, however, I don't want to hear it." Finish saying, five fingers suddenly tighten. Card! The sound of a broken bone came from the neck that was not stained. One side of the Mu Yan is simply shocked by this change. She didn't expect that dimingjue would come suddenly. And as soon as he arrived, he killed Li Weiran without saying a word. No, no! It's not so easy to die without dyeing. Sure enough, in the hands of emperor mingjue, the figure who had been pinched and cut off his neck gradually became completely black as if he had been dyed by ink halo. Then it broke down like gravel and finally dissipated in the air. Emperor Ming Jue was not surprised. When he lifted his hand, a weapon appeared in his hand, which looked like a sword but not a sword. A stroke in the air. In a flash, blood splashed out of a void. Mu Yan's ear seems to hear a dull hum of Li Weiran. Emperor Ming Jue's movement did not stop, and the second sword drew out again. However, at this time, a low voice, such as irony and curse, rang in emperor mingjue's ear, which made him suddenly freeze his second sword. Time seems to be standing still at this moment. The Emperor Ming Jue held the weapon tightly, and the green veins on the back of his hand burst. If you look closely, you can see his body shaking slightly. There is also a pale, pale complexion“ Emperor Ming Jue, Emperor Ming Jue Mu Yan saw that he was not in the right condition and rushed over to hold his hand. "Di Ming Jue, are you ok? Did Li Weiran hurt you... "Her voice suddenly stopped. On a pair of red as blood eyes. Emperor Ming Jue's whole state is very strange. It's as if it's cruel and insane, and it's as if it's in the bone marrow and it's hopeless. His red eyes had no focal length, and he was gradually infected by these negative emotions. The divine power in the body overflows uncontrollably, making the surrounding air, even the world, crumble. Faintly, Mu Yan heard the thunder in the sky outside. That should be a warning from heaven, or a coming punishment“ Emperor Ming Jue! What's the matter with you, dimingjue? " Mu Yan held his face in panic and forced his eyes to focus on himself“ Di mingjue, look at me Red eyes gradually changed from lax to solid. The looming ice blue and scarlet alternating, gradually reflected in her figure“ Mu Yan... "The low, hoarse voice overflowed from the lips and teeth, just like a call waiting for thousands of years. The collapse of the surrounding space disappeared. The faint thunder outside the house gradually faded away. Muyan took a breath, rubbed his face with his cool fingertips, and said in a soft voice, "what's the matter, dimingjue? What did Li Weiran tell you? " The Emperor Ming Jue suddenly stretched out his hand to clasp her waist and hugged her fiercely. Hold tight, hold tight. Tight as if eager to rub her into his own blood. Muyan could almost hear the clucking sound of his bones.