Killer abandoned concubine poison against the sky

Chapter 1593
Jun Moshang seemed to be able to teleport as well, the black shadow flashed, and at the same time as he dodged, he shot out a soul-killing curse.

Murong Che's infinitely expanding violent aura in his abdominal cavity turned into a strong-necked airflow, which exploded around Jun Moshang.

Bang bang bang!
Wood and rocks were flying in the courtyard, making a huge explosion.

Several teams of guards from the Sixth Prince's Mansion rushed over one after another, and before entering the courtyard, they were hit by the strong air current, causing their flesh to explode, their limbs to fly and their brains severed, and they died.

Team after team of guards came, but no one saw clearly what happened in the yard, and they all returned to Lihentian.

A transparent red shadow fights with black shadows, their figures are as fast as lightning, and their moves are deadly. The hostility and true energy of humans and ghosts are mixed, and even the houses are almost collapsed.

Feng Jingyun stared intently at the fight between humans and ghosts. Although she had long known that Murong Che was a ghost or just a fierce ghost, this was the first time she saw Murong Che full of hostility and killing people like hemp. Every time a person died because of Murong Che , his soul body became more bright red, his hostility became heavier and more explosive, as if he was about to lose control...

She had an illusion that Murong Che's hostility would be hard to restrain and no matter how difficult it was to control if he went on.

I'm a little glad that she came tonight, otherwise, she would not want to see this person and one ghost, and which one had something to do.

Unlocking the invisibility spell on ghosts, she slapped out a powerful palm wind. The palm wind not only melted the talisman, but also had strong true energy, which can not only hurt people, but also fight ghosts, forcibly separating the people and ghosts in the fierce battle.

Jun Moshang and Murong Che were shocked back a few steps and looked at her at the same time.

Her face was as condensed as frost, leaving only the cold four words, "No next time!" The figure had disappeared into the night.

Both the person and the ghost understood that what she said was that they were not allowed to have the intention of killing each other, otherwise...

They cannot bear her anger.

Jun Moshang clenched her fists tightly, the veins on her forehead twitched violently, she glanced sharply at Murong Che's ghost, the black shadow flashed, and followed Feng Jingyun away.

Murong Che floated blankly in the yard, Hongli's soul gradually regained its pure and transparent color, and muttered, "She knows...she knows..."

No matter how hard it is, no matter how hard it is, even after recovering his memory and facing Jun Lone Shang, his former rival in love, he still pretends to be as calm as water, and just wants to hide it from her, not wanting her to know that he has waited for her for thousands of years.

Just because he doesn't even have an entity, he can't give her happiness.And beside her, there is already Jun Moshang, and she even has Jun Moshang's child...

God knows how much his heart hurts every time he sees Jun Sheng, it hurts that he is not his heir, but he loves that child so much in his heart, because he was born by her.

Perhaps the soul has gone through a thousand years of vicissitudes, he loves her more than his own life, he is not qualified to be by her side, but he does not want to destroy her happiness.

He didn't want her for anything, he even just wanted to guard her silently and watch her.

It's a pity that even such a simple point, he is almost powerless...

His disembodied heart ached sharply, and his soul body seemed whiter and more bleak and transparent.

Floating back to Murong Yan's room, he continued to write, as if nothing happened just now, and continued to complete the topographic map on the parchment.

Murong Yan, who was paralyzed on the bed, raised his head slightly to look at Brother Wuhuang's clear soul body, and felt guilty, "Brother Wuhuang...my brother is wrong! My brother shouldn't rob you of the country, my brother shouldn't." It should have hurt you. Otherwise, it wouldn't be like this today..." If it wasn't for this, perhaps Brother Wuhuang wouldn't have died, and he wouldn't have been crippled by Brother Wuhuang's beating.

(End of this chapter)