Awakening a thousand-year-old memory: the silver-haired imperial concubine

Chapter 242 The Love of the Six Kings ([-])
The man's eyes were closed tightly, Yinyue probed his nose, suddenly she spat out blood with a "poof", and slowly raised her lowered head.

At this time, everyone saw that her eyes were slowly turning red, and even the golden crescent moon on her forehead was turning red.

The other four people were shocked. At this moment, one of the men in green brocade clothes yelled, "No, Xiao Yu just came out of retreat. Could it be that she has lost her mind?"

Among them, the man in black said: "Could it be turned into a god?"

The other two nodded and said at the same time: "Then what should we do?"

As soon as the words fell, the woman named Mu Yu raised her head and let out a long cry, "Ah..."

Then he murmured: "Gu opened up this world, but he can't protect his beloved! What's the use of this world?"

After she finished speaking, she slowly opened her hands, and a huge sword emitting purple light appeared behind her, and while gathering the aura of heaven and earth, she said in a solemn tone: "In the name of the God of Creation, I declare that today I will destroy To destroy the world... the world."

In an instant, the world was dark and the wind was blowing everywhere. The sword behind her circled around the tarnished broken iron sword on the ground, and suddenly the purple light turned into a bloodthirsty red light, and the murderous aura flourished.

The moment the four people on the ground heard her words, the person in the green brocade clothes said anxiously: "Xiao Yu, you can't do this, don't you have the heart to kill your own child!"

The woman turned her head to look at him, raised her head and laughed, "Hahaha...Brother Yun, I always thought that you loved me like a younger sister and told you almost everything, but you joined hands with the demon king to kill me!" Beloved, hahaha...you are really my good brother!"

King Ling bowed his head in shame when he heard what she said, but when he looked up again, he saw that the woman's eyes had turned to the man in white, and she walked slowly towards the man in white, and murmured: "Brother Jiu, why are you Like them? Why?"

The man in white said in shame: "Mu'er, Brother Ninth...poof..." The man didn't finish speaking, he looked at the purple sword on his chest in shock, slowly raised his head to look at its owner, smiled wryly, and the corners of his eyes slid down Two lines of tears.

"Why? Mu'er, can it be that the company of thousands of years is not as good as his several months together?" His tone was low, with the weakness of life disappearing.

(End of this chapter)