Xiaoyao's words made Mu Ye Canfeng slightly stunned. He looked at her with a look of disbelief in her eyes.
With her blood...
Could this be what Xiaoyao said?
Sensing the difference in Mu Ye Canfeng's eyes, Xiaoyao immediately changed his words: "I am dedicated to the people, and I am alone. If I end up accidentally, it won't hurt. But you are different, don't you have a kingdom of abundance? This is yours
Responsibility, Mu Ye Canfeng, you cannot escape."
The explanation was very timely and the words were very reasonable.
But Mu Ye Canfeng smiled. An unusually happy smile, and the golden eyes seemed to be dyed with a layer of sunlight, revealing a kind of splendor that was previously unknown.
Xiaoyao looked at Mu Ye Canfeng with a trace of doubt in his eyes.
This...this is, smoked...
"Xiaoyao, do you like me so much?" Muye Canfeng walked to her side and lowered his head slightly. His golden eyes looked at Xiaoyao quietly, and the bright light revealed the coldness, purity and eloquence of the top of Cangshan Mountain.
I follow the waves of Jiangchuan.
Mingming is extremely bright, Mingming is gorgeous and clear.
However, it reveals a kind of invisible vicissitudes and unreachable depth.
"So, you are willing to give me your blood in exchange for the Nameless Art." Mu Ye Canfeng said quietly, his voice like an elegant flowing sound in this silent palace, and it had a feeling of touching people's hearts.
"No, I'm afraid that after you die, the Kingdom of Abundance will have no monarch and the world will be in chaos!" Xiaoyao argued with a smile, without even blinking.
After hearing Xiaoyao's words, Mu Ye Canfeng smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to pinch the bridge of Xiaoyao's small nose, and said, "Why didn't I see that you have such a noble sentiment before? You already know that you are dedicating yourself to the world."
"My sentiments have always existed!" Xiaoyao continued to argue, looking righteous and awe-inspiring.
Anyone who doesn't know her will definitely be deceived by her appearance and think that she is really dedicated to the world, but Xiaoyao, hey!
It is her nature to be selfish. To say that she is dedicated to the world is a joke, a big joke!
"I said Xiaoyao, you will die if you admit that you are doing it for me!" Mu Ye Canfeng exerted force, and Xiaoyao's nose immediately turned red.
She glared at Mu Ye Canfeng fiercely, and then squeezed out a few words between her teeth: "Let go of my nose!"
"Don't let go!" Mu Ye Canfeng smiled slightly, and then used his other hand: "Since you are going to serve the world, do it for me first before you serve the world!"
Two hands slowly moved around Xiaoyao's face, from the eyebrows, eyelashes, eyes, cheeks, nose, lips, to every corner of the face, Mu Ye Canfeng did not let go! Uphold, Xiaoyao's advantage is only
The principle that he can take advantage of it, he really took advantage of it this time.
Seeing Xiaoyao's somewhat angry face, Muye Canfeng Xiaoyao became even more depressed: "Xiaoyao, do you know that you are the most beautiful every time you stare at me. Your eyes will only look at me. That feeling is really...
That’s right, from now on, you’ll always have to look after me!”
Mu Ye Canfeng's words made Xiaoyao feel angry immediately. She looked at Mu Ye Canfeng, was silent for a moment, and said slowly: "Can't you do it?"
"Xiaoyao, don't you know that the Four Realms have been destroyed. If we go back now, there will be many people who can get the Wuming Jue. Most of the people who come here are greedy people. If the Wuming Jue falls into the hands of ambitious people,
Hand, then there will really be chaos. Although neither of us are good people, we can't cause chaos in the world just because of the two of us!"
Mu Ye Canfeng said slowly, then leaned over and kissed Xiaoyao's lips gently.
"Besides, since we're here, it's not like our character not to take away the Wuming Jue!"
"But the blood sacrifice, none of us know what will happen in the blood sacrifice. Do you want to leave me alone?" Xiaoyao looked at Mu Ye Canfeng and asked slowly, with a hint of "no" in his dark eyes.
Clear desolation and sadness.
Mu Ye Canfeng looked at her, then smiled and said: "Xiaoyao, stop pretending, this kind of tragic look doesn't suit you."
His words made Xiaoyao twitch the corners of her mouth slightly, and she stared at Mu Ye Canfeng without saying anything.
What is pretending?
She was showing her true feelings, wasn't she?
"Believe me, I will never abandon you!" Mu Ye Canfeng said extremely seriously, his hand slowly touched the Feng Luan ring on Xiaoyao's finger, and there seemed to be a hint of darkness in his golden eyes.
It was dark. Then the corner of his mouth swelled into a smile, revealing a bewitching and evil aura.
"If I break the promise, you will forget me. You know what I hate most is that you have forgotten me!"
"Okay, you go! I'll wait for you." Xiaoyao knew she couldn't stop him, so in this case, she chose to believe it.
Mu Ye Canfeng, he is so powerful, a mere blood sacrifice will definitely not have any impact on him.
Besides, he promised her.
I will never leave her behind!
And I once said it...
Life and death follow each other....
Mu Ye Canfeng nodded, glanced at Xiaoyao and then walked towards the steps in the palace. After stepping on the twelve steps, Mu Ye Canfeng quickly reached the top.
It cannot be seen from below, but it can be seen clearly from here.
It was an altar. On the black stone, the ancient and vicissitudes of words revealed the long memories of the turbulent years. The half-disappeared and half-revealed patterns also carried a kind of colorful footprints of the passage of time.
Mu Ye Canfeng gently put his hand on it, and his golden eyes seemed to see every bit of that year.
Young and graceful, high-spirited.
Absolutely proud of the end of heaven and earth, proud of the nine heavens of the sea.
All the people in the world, all over the world, are within the reach of Wuming.
However, time is ruthless, and in the long river of history, they were still submerged in a piece of loess and disappeared in the endless tunnel of time.
His eyes scanned the pattern, and then, a light appeared in Mu Ye Canfeng's right hand, and a blood mark immediately appeared on his hand.
The sound of blood dripping came, and then a strong smell of blood surged in the main hall. Blood dripped on the black hour, gradually accumulating.
Xiaoyao could smell the blood clearly, with an aura that she was very familiar with.