At this time, Chu Mo Li suddenly said: "master Mo, I have a way to let him speak." His eyes turned to Mu Yan: "my younger martial sister's musician skills can make people fall into a dream, and then get the secret they want to know." At the end of Chu Dynasty, Li hooked his lips and turned his smiling eyes to Li Weiran: "with his current cultivation, of course, the younger martial sister can't let him fall into a dream, but what if he abandons Li Weiran's cultivation and roots first?"“ Of course, in this way, he will die before dying. The rapid aging after his cultivation is over will not make him live for a day. But one day is enough for the younger martial sister to get the secret we want from his dream. " The expression on Li Weiran's face suddenly froze, unable to maintain the previous calm and indifference. He stares at Li Weiran and his face becomes ferocious: "Chu -! End! Leave! How dare you? " Chu Mo Li showed a shy and gentle smile and said slowly: "don't look at me with this kind of cannibal eyes! What about nightmares at night? " Mu Yan thinks this method is very feasible. She stopped the movement of emperor mingjue and stepped forward slowly, "since I play the [floating life like a dream], I should also do the work of abolishing his cultivation. I don't care about the enmity between Li Weiran and Jiyu, but killing him today is a personal enmity between me and Li Weiran, which has nothing to do with Jiyu. " Li Weiran's eyes were a little red. He stared at Mu Yan who came forward and said, "you can't kill me, Jun Mu Yan! I can die in anyone's hands, but it can't be you. " Mu Yan sneered: "from the moment you started on my son, you should have expected today." Voice just fell, seven Jue sword already toward leave not dye of Dan Tian stab go. From the undying pupil suddenly shrunk. There was a fragile and confused look on his face. Then he chuckled and closed his eyes slowly. Heaven, how unfair you are! Why keep the same blood, Emperor Ming Jue do everything in the world, but I have nothing. Even the only feeling of warmth and hope must be taken away“ Mother, don't... "The low and tender voice suddenly rang out, interrupted Mu Yan's action. Mu Yan moves and turns to look on the bed. I don't know when Xiaobao opened his eyes. He was trying his best to stop Muyan's action“ Xiaobao Muyan no longer care about not dyeing, put away the seven Jue sword, rushed back to Xiaobao, and held him in his arms, "Xiaobao, how are you?" Xiaobao shook his head gently, but his voice was weak but firm: "mother, don't kill uncle Wuran."“ Why? " Muyan did not speak, Chang Lao has been anxious to shout, "little master, this villain almost killed you, how can you still call him uncle?" Xiaobao's face was pale, and his dry lips opened and closed slightly. "My mother said that Li Weiran was my father's younger brother, so he was Xiaobao's uncle and... Xiaobao's relatives..." because he was a relative, he would save him again and again, and even nearly lost his own life. Because they were relatives, they were so annoying at first, but they didn't dislike them at all later. Chang Laoqi said: "little master, you treat him as a relative, but others treat you as an enemy. Now you will become like this. You are in danger, and you are not infected."“ No, "he said