The darkness waved to her many times, but she refused. She must live on, oak son, her oak son is still so small, she must let oak son live a happy life, so that Yunxuan is not shackled by the curse.

Qingfeng brought Li Zifu with the fastest speed.

Li Zifu looked at Su Zimo's situation and looked serious.

"Oh! How did it get so bad? "

"Uncle, please help me."

Mu Yunxuan begged to look at Li Zifu.

"Good! Good! Don't worry, xuan'er. The girl is still saved. "

Li Zifu squats down to examine Su Zimo's wound.

Su Zimo a look li Zifu came, at ease a lot, in also can't support, fainted in the past.

Holding her Mu cloud Xuan body fierce a stiff, rapid voice pain call: "Mo Er..."

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. It just passed out."

Li Zifu gave Su Zimo a pill.

Look at Su Zimo's wound, see covered with rosette wings, his eyes startled!

"Yunxuan, you see, it's amazing that the rosette wings can release themselves and prevent blood overflow."

Li Zifu is looking at the knife on Su Zimo's abdomen.

"It's a little tricky. The whole body is pierced. It's unbelievable that this girl can hold on to now."

Mu Yunxuan also knows that the dagger on the abdomen of Mo'er is more difficult.

He picked up Su Zimo slightly and tried to inject dark Qi into Su Zimo's body. Suddenly, he found that her body was rejecting his mysterious Qi.

He looks at you in shock.

"Martial uncle, Mo'er's body repels my Xuanqi."

"Hiss!" Li Zifu took a breath.

"That's strange."

Li Zifu touched his chin and was about to examine Su Zimo's abdominal wound. He saw that Su Zimo's body instantly turned into a cluster of blooming wings, from purple to red, and gradually dispersed.

"Ah, Mo'er...!" Reflected in the blue eyes of Muyun Xuan, there are fears and sadness.

Looking at the empty hands, Mo'er disappeared in his arms like this, and became the lost wing.

Mu Yunxuan's chest has a suffocating pain, as if death is dancing in front of his eyes, he can't help.

"No, Mo'er, where are you?" Mu Yunxuan gets up and looks for Su Zimo crazily.

In Mingyue Valley, Bai Qingjun and Mo Yuntian stand beside the crystal ball.

Bai Qingjun's face is sad, such as carrying countless depression and pain, which makes him hard to breathe!

"Yuntian, what's going on?"

Bai Qingjun was so excited that even his hands couldn't help shaking and couldn't stop.

Mo Yuntian's eyes were so painful that he shook his head.

"I don't know what's going on? All living beings have the ability to adapt to it, far more than the ability given to us by God. But Mo'er has tempered the immortal body. Now she is like this, she may be shaping the soul and rebirth from nirvana. "

Mo Yuntian looked at his hands.

"My cultivation is gradually declining. I can't predict a lot of things. I can only rely on Mo'er himself in the future."

Mo Yuntian's warm eyes flashed a trace of helplessness. He had experienced all kinds of hardships along the way. He pulled out a helpless smile at the corner of his lips. He just saw a ray of dawn. Could God take his daughter away mercilessly?

"Mo'er." Muyunxuan is extremely crazy. Muyunxuan, which makes people feel scared, is like a fragile porcelain doll at the moment.

"Oh! Xuan'er, don't be so excited. You'll finish listening to your uncle. "

Li Zifu panted to keep up with Muyun Xuan.

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