Flashing before his eyes, his brothers and sisters had turned against him to death for their own benefit.
It's like this again, it's like this again.
He was willing to try to trust her, but she just let him down.
Good, good, very good, no one in this world can really be trusted.
"Jun Luoyu, I actually want to trust you." Yun Shitian raised his arms slightly, purple fighting energy condensed into his five fingers, and murderous aura enveloped his whole body.
The sound of wind and cranes, lightning and stone fire.
And in this tense situation, in that original-colored palace.
Yun Shitian and Luo Yu were still standing hand in hand, eyes closed and motionless.
It's just that Yun Shitian's hand has slowly been raised towards Luo Yu, and the purple fighting energy is cold and terrifying.
At the same time, the finger knife in Luo Yu's hand also stabbed Yun Shitian.
As long as the two of them strike with one blow, the other will be killed or crippled.
There was no wind, and the atmosphere in the hall was icy cold and unparalleled.
Frowning her eyebrows, Luo Yu looked at Yun Shitian who was attacking her with anger. This person actually took advantage of her. He took advantage of her.
She always thought that Yun Shitian was the kind of person who dared to take risks.
Kill decisively, even if your hands are bloody.
But he is also proud of the world, and is a person who travels in the open.
He would never use such dirty tricks as plotting and exploiting.
Unexpectedly, he actually, he actually...
At the moment when his chest was about to explode with grief and anger, Luo Yu suddenly had a flash of light in his mind, and his mind suddenly became a little clearer.
Yes, Yun Shitian is not such a person.
He can be a demon, and he can kill thousands of people openly, but he can never be such a villain.
I don’t know where this idea came from, but this is what Luo Yu thinks.
In front of her eyes, Yun Shitian was attacking her with a sinister expression.
The faint purple fighting spirit and the chaotic brilliance are approaching, and they are approaching before your eyes.
If she didn't resist, there would be no way for her to survive.
Luo Yu's hand knife across his chest stopped with difficulty, and his eyes met Yun Shitian's eyes.
Black, only bottomless black.
There was no radiance, no fluctuation of light that made her lose her soul.