Chapter 2661
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The people of the Xiaoyao Sect, who had been ready, were also swept by the blue light. Bai Ze, Bi Fang, the silver bow, and the red lotus all disappeared.
Several people are thrown to the ground, looking in Muyan's direction in shock.
Only Luo Yunxiao stood still, but he slowly lowered his hand from his chest, and the red in his eyes gradually faded.
Looking at Mu Yan, who was surrounded by the blue light, his mouth slowly turned up.
Joy and despair, gentleness and sorrow.
…
Mu Yan's natal sword had just been formed, and it was extremely unstable.
Ning Xu's strength had already far surpassed the peak of the Xiuzhen Continent.
His Demon Slaying Sword was also a natal sword, but it was formed decades earlier than Mu Yan.
How could Mu Yan resist?
She was able to withstand the third attack of the Demon Slaying Sword because her sword heart was far more solid than other sword cultivators.
As the natal sword broke bit by bit, Mu Yan felt the pain of her soul being torn apart.
As Qi Huang said, her cultivation was too low, and her natal sword formed too early.
Once the natal sword broke, the sword heart would collapse, and she would never be able to become a sword cultivator again. If it was bad, even her soul would be destroyed.
But at this moment, it was already a matter of life and death, and she could not advance or retreat.
However, just as she was about to lose hope, a powerful energy fell from the sky and enveloped her body.
The warm air comforted every inch of her meridians, flowed through her dantian, and washed her soul.
It caused the heart-wrenching pain to gradually disappear.
Mu Yan felt as if she was wrapped in a warm embrace.
This embrace was so familiar, and it made her feel at ease, making her feel happy from the bottom of her heart.
In this world, there was only one embrace that could make her feel at ease and happy.
Mu Yan suddenly opened her eyes wide.
However, she felt that the embrace had become solid, turning into a pair of firm and strong hands, and a broad chest, tightly holding her in his arms.
The violent and rapid heartbeat rang in her ears, the hot breath, the sweat dripping from his chin, and the slightly trembling hands holding her, all showed how frightened and frightened the owner was.
Mu Yan slowly raised her head, and suddenly met a pair of beautiful ice blue eyes.
A raging flame burned in the depths of his eyes, as if he couldn't wait to swallow her whole.
"Di Ming Jue?" Mu Yan is wild with joy, hugging the person, "Why are you here?"
Only when she saw the man in front of her did she realize how much she missed him.
At this moment, she even forgets that she just experienced a crisis of life and death, and also forgets the blazing fury in Di Ming Jue's eyes.
Immersed in the joy of reuniting after such a long time, he forgot what day it was and where he was.
Di Ming Jue breathes in the young girl's familiar and fresh breath. His heart, which has nearly jumped out of his throat, slowly settles back to its original position.
God knows how panicked he was when he first arrived at the Xiuzhen Continent and sensed that Muyan's Natal Sword was about to shatter.
The lingering fear and anger in his heart made him want to hang this disobedient woman up and teach her a lesson.
However, when he saw the flower-like smile right in front of him and the undisguised joy and attachment in her peach blossom eyes.
That little bit of anger is like a punctured balloon, and it almost dissipates in an instant.
Di Ming Jue grits his teeth three times, and in the end, he only coldly spits out a sentence, "If Ben Jun didn't come, should I just watch you court your own death?! Do you want Ben Jun to be a widow without even getting married?! "
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