With the cold voice, the silver embroidered high priest felt unprecedented despair.

He even said that her love was disgusting, which hurt her heart.

"I really like you, really." The silver embroidered high priest does not give up.

She's beautiful, not less than his wife.

"Yes, my elder martial sister is infatuated. Do you want to spoil her infatuation like this?" In order to live, she also helps the high priest to speak.

"It is indeed a waste." Mu Yunxuan's light and flowing tone is full of sarcasm.

The high priest of embroidering silver involuntarily leaned forward.

It is indeed a waste, his every word, listen to are so hurtful, not to give her a silk of hope.

She fantasized about the scene with him in countless nights, and wanted him crazily in the heart.

But...

at the moment, a deep cold rose in her heart, and a trace of resentment appeared in her eyes.

An inexplicable melancholy deepened in my heart, and the faint hatred filled her.

Her sincerity is nothing in his eyes.

All the way up to now, what you get is lost.

It was hot in May, but she was invaded by a cold breath.

"How can you be so cruel? We run all the way with your husband and wife. Can you solve all the problems by ruining them? Do you ignore my elder martial sister's love like this? " Looking at the embroidered zither, the high priest seems to have given up.

But she did not want to give up. As long as the man had a trace of friendship, they would not have to die tonight.

With her and elder martial sister's strength, I'm afraid we can't kill him.

She could feel his powerful and terrible cultivation.

"Why can't we be cruel? Can't we get the hatred that can't be transformed in an instant? Is it worthy of being called love?"

Mu Yunxuan thought it was ridiculous!

He could see the look of the high priest embroidered with silver.

If you don't get it, you want to destroy it. It's not love.

The high priest of embroidering silver suddenly looked at her, but he did not expect that he looked so carefully.

Now she seemed to understand a truth.

Some people, you don't want to wait to wait.

Can't move do not love your heart, again long wait, can't wait for people who don't want you.

"No one can cure your wife's poison except me." Embroider Zheng looks at Mu Yunxuan soft and hard do not eat, in the heart special ghost fire.

The men she met were much more gentle than him.

Mu Yun Xuan a listen, a face of ridicule, "you also too look up to yourself."

The dark sword in the hand of Mu Yunxuan is slightly tight and points to two people.

The killing intention in the eyes has been decided.

Xiuzheng a look, the hand suddenly appeared in the silver stick.

She knew that a big war was inevitable.

Mu Yunxuan sneers coldly, the powerful power that is dormant in the body is agitated all of a sudden.

A strong breath burst out of his body, the dazzling blue light filled around him, and the bright blue sea covered the earth.

At this time, silver staff also appeared in the hands of the high priest embroidering silver.

Maybe it's time for her dream to wake up.

Two people hold up the silver staff, two blazing black light, the night can blend together.

But its power should not be underestimated.

For a moment, the blue light around muyunxuan is like a snake dancing under the guidance of the nether sword. The powerful force distorts the space, and the great pressure is surging everywhere. The terrible fluctuation makes the night full of the breath of death.

Three forces meet, an earth shaking sound rings in the night sky, a strong energy burst out, the surrounding mountains are shaking.

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