The evil prince, the best concubine

Chapter 489 His Woman, He Protects 3
His body trembled, and Jun Moran forced himself to stand up.

Six paths, six paths.

His whole body's spiritual power has long been trapped, and it's not bad that he can bear the six realms.

"Sorry, I don't know them."

Tears welled up in her eyelashes, Xian Luo looked at Jun Moran, and felt a twinge in her heart, as if someone was whipping her hard with a whip.

That kind of taste is uncomfortable and painful.

"Xiao Xianluo, quickly let go of these pillars, your body won't be able to bear it if you keep holding them like this."

Jun Moran leaned over and held Xian Luo's little hand, the slightest voice could still be heard, the sleepy spirit net was eroding Xian Luo's little hand.

Blood soaked and slid down the fingers.

Xian Luo shook her head, bit her lower lip and said in a low voice, "I don't."

Jun Moran looked distressed: "Fool, you will die if you continue like this."

"I'm not afraid."

Born weakly, Xian Luo's long eyelashes were filled with teardrops.

Jun Moran gave a spoiled smile, and suddenly tightened Xian Luo's hand, forcefully breaking her hand away: "Let's go."

"Jun Moran, I don't..."

Shaking his head, Xian Luo forced himself.

However, her voice was drowned out by the thunder.

Jun Moran broke Xian Luo's hand away, and heaved a sigh of relief seeing Xian Luoyong choking and limp not far away.

But then another thunderclap fell.

The seventh.

This is already the seventh way.

"Wow—" A mouthful of blood sprayed out.

Jun Moran's body softened and he fell on the black jade platform.

Thousands of strands of hair hang down and are scattered on the ground.

So enchanting, so cold.

Jun Moran's eyes turned black.

He could feel that his life was losing and his spiritual power was collapsing.

He almost couldn't hold on anymore.

Nine thunders that exterminate gods and demons, how can he resist now that he is trapped with spiritual power?
"Moran, Jun Moran."

Crawling forward, Xian Luo's voice was hoarse, calling Jun Moran's name over and over again as if not enough.

Looking at the peerless man who was about to pass out on the black jade platform.

Her voice trembled, her heart trembled.

All this is her fault.

All because of her.

If she didn't believe him, if she didn't question him, he wouldn't be here.

Not to mention enduring the pain of being dismembered on the Nine Thunder Extinction Stage.

Moving forward step by step, Xian Luo regained his grip on the golden Ling Guangzhu.

With tears in her eyes, her delicate face was full of tears.

"Moran, wake up, wake up!"

Sobbing and sobbing, Xian Luo looked at the man who fell on the black jade stone platform, feeling a heartache that had never been felt all over his body.

Jun Moran wanted to open his eyes, to see that distressed woman.

But his strength is gradually disappearing.

Even Ling Tian might not be able to deal with the seven extermination sky thunders.

What's more, his whole body's spiritual power was still trapped.

He really couldn't hold it anymore.

There are two more.

Even after resisting the eighth lane.

How could the Ninth Dao survive?

Ninth, nine thunderbolts strike down at the same time.

"Jun Moran, open your eyes and look at me."

"Jun Moran, are you going to disappear like this?

You are going to leave me alone and disappear within the Three Realms, aren't you?"

"Jun Moran, you said you would protect me, you said so."

Clothed in purple and with black hair, the man was lying on the black jade platform with his eyes closed, heart-piercing calls echoing in his ears.

(End of this chapter)