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Chapter 4197

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Before he finished, Mu Yan heard the man's hoarse voice: "Let me do it!"

His lips trembled slightly, and after a long time, he said in a broken voice: "Let me do it! I will use my Divine Essence to nourish her. It doesn't matter if it's thousands of years, even if it takes away all of my Divine Essence! "

The man's expression was the same as usual, with a taut indifference.

But for some reason, Mu Yan could read the humble pleading in his eyes.

"The nourishment of the remnant soul can only be carried out by one person from beginning to end. Otherwise, the weak remnant soul will dissipate because of the incompatibility of the Divine Essence."

"You said to let you do it, then let me see your strength and value!"

"You can't stop, you can't be seriously injured, you can't collapse, you can't die before the remnant soul is nourished. Can you do it? If the final result is you abandoning her again, then it's better to let go from the beginning! "

As soon as the voice fell, there was a bang.

The enchantment set up by Min Wei shattered, and the man with bloodshot eyes slowly stood up.

His expression was indifferent, and his whole body emitted a powerful and intimidating pressure.

His left hand tightly grasped the Blood Vein Bell, but he didn't dare to use too much force, as if he was afraid of breaking it.

Jun Shitian looked at Mu Yan and said in a low, hoarse voice: "I, Jun Shitian, swear to the Devil God that I will never let go again in this life, and I will not die before Yanxin's soul nourishes her consciousness."

Mu Yan lowered her eyes, and tears stained her long eyelashes.

The sound of the zither reverberated in the room became more and more melancholy, like a woman singing in a low voice.

Ning Yanxin, did you hear that?

This man still loves you.

At least you don't regret meeting, don't regret falling in love, it's worth it.

You don't have to forgive him.

But at least give him a chance to compensate you, okay?

Maybe, from now on, you will never see each other again.

Maybe, you still have a trace of fate that hasn't been cut off.

But at least, come back to life!

Your life is so short, so miserable, how can that little sweetness and peace be enough?

I want you to come back to life, to live a long and happy life that should belong to you!

The zither sound was melodious, with a bit of lightness and hope.

It was like a bird that broke through the shackles of darkness, and could finally fly into the vast blue sky.

Mu Yan heard her own low voice: "Okay, I'll wait and see!"

= = =

In the side room of the City Lord Manor, Yu Ying and Night Spirit had been looking at each other for a few hours.

The two of them opened their mouths to say something, then closed them again.

In the end, it was Yu Ying who broke the silence. "You already knew that Little Chen-chen was a girl?"

Night Spirit nodded. "When I brought her back from the Demon-cloud Ridge, she was already a woman. Then … "

She talked about how Mu Yan wanted to test the attributes of her Magic Core, but the Magic Core Crystal exploded, and how she wanted to go to a higher level city to test the grade of her Magic Core, so she signed up for the betrothal election.

Yu Ying was dumbfounded by what she heard.

Wait, the princess's reason for participating in the betrothal contest was actually … actually that simple?

Just to test the magic core's grade?!

Wait, shouldn't the main point be that for this reason, Little Chen-chen actually overcame all obstacles and became one of the final four candidates for the Princess' son-in-law?

I heard that little Chenchen used to be a spirit cultivator and has never practiced the techniques of the demon race.

In the end, the elites of the Devil Race were beaten to the ground just like that.

Yu Ying could imagine how shocked and dumbfounded all the demons in the Immortal Slaying City were.

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