"Jun Mo cheered up." When he got the attack and was about to fall on Jun Mo, a blue light flashed by.

Zhixun flew out of "Qun Yu" and looked at Jun Mo with a worried look.

Jun Mo was the last thing Zhixun wanted to see at this moment, because Jun Mo was like this now when Xu Yu fell ten thousand years ago.

Zhixun supported a cover, and on the one hand, he supported the cover without being defeated by the illusion wind of Yin Jue's body, and on the other hand, he had to watch the attack of a black object that he didn't know what it was.

It's really distracting.

"Jun Mo, cheer up." Zhixun freed up his hand, threw out a stream of spiritual power, and sucked it hard on Jun Mo's back.

But Jun Mo seemed to be unable to feel the pain, just hugging Nian'er in a daze, his eyes were dull, and his whole body was trembling slightly.

"Nian'er, why do you do this? Don't you know how dangerous it is..."

Jun Mo was talking to himself, unable to hear anything or anyone's voice.

Unexpectedly, in this place, I lost my beloved person more than once.

The demon clan is also the culprit that he lost his lover twice.

But it's not entirely because of the demons, but also because of themselves...

My strength is not strong enough and I am very careless, so Nian'er sacrificed to save herself...

This is obviously the most important thing to blame yourself.

"It's all because of me..." Jun Mo hugged Nian'er, whose body was already cold, and leaned over and rubbed her head gently.

"Can I go with you?" Jun Mo looked at Nian'er and suddenly smiled.

But he smiled resolutely and desperately.

That smile does not have any smiles.

After saying that, Jun Mo mentioned "Qun Yu" and stabbed him in his chest.

"Jun Mo cannot." Zhixun, who was dealing with Huanfeng and Black Shadow, happened to see it. With a move, "Qun Yu" came to Zhixun's hand.

"Jun Mo, you can't do stupid things." Zhixun shouted sternly as he looked at Jun Mo who had lost the sword in his hand.

He didn't expect Jun Mo to commit suicide.

Looking at Jun Mo's face also made me feel uncomfortable and I felt bored.

If Jun Mo dies, then what he thought about for hundreds of thousands of years will be ruined?

Jun Mo would never be allowed to die under his nose.

Thinking of this, Zhixun formed seals with both hands, and in an instant the main space was shrouded in the formation set by Zhixun.

After setting up this formation, Zhixun was also very tired. It seemed that he would have to cultivate at least a few days to recover. As expected, he would not be able to use his energy too much without that thing.

Seeing that he felt as if he was exhausted after just moving such energy, Zhixun was also moved.

If it weren’t for not using too much energy, could these little shrimps jump back and forth?

If you want to fight with them for hundreds of thousands of years, it is as simple as crushing an ant to death.

But that thing is missing, so...

Otherwise, why would I still have to hide in the body "Qinyu" and live by dodging.

I should have enjoyed myself openly as a high-level sword spirit, the strongest and most famous sword spirit, and is respected by the world.

"I'm going to help you now, and I'll want you to return it back then." Zhixun stopped Jun Mo's suicide and trapped Huanfeng and Black Shadow with a large array, and said with gloomy eyes.
Chapter completed!