But in the end, other than leaving bloody marks on his face and neck, he did not achieve anything else.
"Spare me … Emperor, spare me!" Leng Yuexia cried and begged, "I'll speak, I'm willing to speak, please spare my life, Emperor. The person who took me in is … "
At this point, Leng Yuexia's eyes suddenly widened and her nostrils flared.
Di Ming Jue's complexion changes, and his divine power is about to move.
"Bang — —" "Bang — —" two loud noises were heard, and two clouds of blood mist suddenly burst open.
Leng Yuexia and Leng Qingwan were dead.
Not even his bones were left!
No, not only were there no bones left, not even a trace of his soul was left.
Ying Mei, who was pressing down on Leng Qingwan, was caught off guard. Leng Qingwan's blood sprayed all over her body.
She doesn't even bother to wipe it, turning her head to look at Di Ming Jue, "Jun Shang!"
Di Ming Jue's face darkens, and it's a long time before he sneers, "[Soul Chasing Curse]? I haven't seen you for a long time. "
[Curse]?
Muyan's heart sinks, and she can't help but raise her head to look at Di Ming Jue.
She had only heard the word "curse" twice.
The first time was because of the strange injury on Third Brother Chu Moli's body.
And when Little Jiu's master had accepted her as his disciple, he had vaguely mentioned something.
What exactly was a curse?
Mu Yan thought to herself and asked the same question.
She did not expose Little Jiu's master and Chu Moli.
However, he vaguely mentioned the [Curse] that he had come into contact with before.
Di Ming Jue's complexion changes, the hands hanging at his sides unconsciously clench.
But very quickly, he reached out and gently stroked her hair, softly saying, "This monarch will take care of these matters. Yanyan, you don't need to worry. In the future, don't casually mention it in front of others, understand? "
[Curse] is not something that the current Muyan can casually touch.
Not to mention touching it, he couldn't even mention it repeatedly.
Sensing Di Ming Jue's nervousness and worry, Muyan is full of doubts, but she still obediently nods.
At this point, Tian Yi Men, Leng Qingwan, and Leng Yuexia finally came to an end.
Mu Yan suddenly reaches out to pull Di Ming Jue.
A pair of bright eyes stare unblinkingly at the man in front of her, "Di Ming Jue, you … don't have anything to ask me?"
Di Ming Jue turns around and lowers his eyes to look at her. Between his grave and stern brows, an indescribable tenderness slowly floats up, "Yanyan, the person that Ben Jun likes is you. No matter how many secrets you have, Jun Muyan is Jun Muyan. "
If you trust me with all your heart, I will be glad.
So what if he was hesitant?
All I care about is whether you are by my side, whether you are happy, whether you have me in your heart.
As for that little bit of trust, there are hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands of years between us, such a long time.
One day, we will make up for that lost trust.
Di Ming Jue didn't say everything.
However, Mu Yan understands his meaning. For a moment, the rims of her eyes are a little moist, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously perk up.
The stone that had been pressing down on her heart disappeared in an instant, making her feel indescribably happy.
"Di Ming Jue …" She reaches out and gently wraps her hands around the man's waist, pressing her face against his chest, "Thank you …"
Di Ming Jue snorts, "What Ben Jun wanted to hear is this …"
"Thank you for coming into my life."
The man's proud voice suddenly disappears into the air.
Xing Lang and Ying Mei have already avoided him.
On the summit of the mountain, there is only the gentle breeze and the warm sun lingering between heaven and earth.
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