Chapter 3590
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The [Mu Yan] and [Xiao Bao] in this dream, no matter how similar they pretend to be, are still different from the women he loves.
He already knew.
He lingered in this dream because he still couldn't find a way to free himself.
But even if he already knew, seeing [Mu Yan] take Li Weiran's hand and leave, it still makes his heart ache, as if it's going to break apart.
It's like the fear hidden in the bottom of his heart has been magnified countless times in an instant.
It's telling him that no matter how much he struggles, he can't free himself.
Could it be that he really can't keep Mu Yan?
No!
No one can take Mu Yan away from him!
He can ignore everything in the world, but Mu Yan is his only obsession in this life.
Energy that can destroy the heavens and exterminate the earth overflows from his body.
Around his trembling body, there's a tumultuous gale and huge waves.
All the illusions around him begin to shatter, annihilated in the vortex.
Di Ming Jue doesn't notice that a black mark has appeared on his forehead.
This mark is very strange.
It seems to be the opposite of the Li Fire bloodline.
It also seems to be a seal with complicated runes, firmly locking something.
And now, under the impact of Di Ming Jue's intense emotions.
The seal began to wobble and emit a flickering light.
It seems like it could break at any time.
But at this moment, a black painting shoots in from the outside, like lightning.
As Di Ming Jue's emotions surge, it instantly enters his body.
= = =
Yanwu Continent, a nameless valley.
Li Weiran looks at the deathly pale man in front of him, the corners of his mouth curling up in ridicule.
He slowly walks along the invisible barrier in front of the cave.
As he walks, his slender fingers gently draw across the barrier.
Some strange runes immediately appear in the air.
Li Weiran chuckles: "I also inadvertently discovered that there's such an interesting place in the Yanwu Continent – [Cursed Land]."
"Moreover, it's a [Cursed Land] that's specifically aimed at the inheritors of the Li Fire bloodline. I don't know who left it here, but it's like it's prepared for the people of the Polar Domain's Imperial Family … a tomb. "
"If there wasn't this [Cursed Land] as an aid, and if that idiot Mu Liuyun sacrificed his life to activate the [Dark Curse] of the [Cursed Land], it really wouldn't be that easy for me to kill you today."
Saying so, he raises his eyes to look at Di Ming Jue.
His ice-blue eyes were bottomless, but the smile on his face became more and more unbridled. "Does the [Curse of a Thousand Cuts] feel good? I have been preparing this [Incantation Talisman] for you for over a hundred years. "
Di Ming Jue's current appearance is truly indescribably distressed.
Every inch of skin on his body was cracking open and healing quickly.
It was like death by a thousand cuts over and over again.
And the same death by a thousand cuts was still happening in his internal organs.
This kind of pain was definitely not something an ordinary person could endure.
But Di Ming Jue's complexion is deathly pale, his expression doesn't even show any abnormalities.
The way he looked at Li Weiran was still so condescending.
It was as if he was looking at a piece of trash that he didn't even care about. He didn't even want to talk to him.
The Ethereal Spirit Ring on the ring finger of his left hand flashed.
But it was quickly sealed by Di Ming Jue, and didn't show the slightest abnormality in the meantime.
But in reality, the [Curse of a Thousand Cuts] in his body was wreaking havoc because it lacked the divine power to resist and suppress it.
Li Weiran was obviously angered by his attitude.
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