Xuan Ming raised his lips and smiled: "Mo Ye, then why do you care so much about other people's lives and deaths? You were not like this before. You would never take a second look at the lives and deaths of these people, let alone be so out of control."
This person is good at everything, but he doesn't know how to look at the feelings in his heart and what he needs.
Yes, he still has a lot of things to do, and he doesn't have time to delay here.
However, he didn't know clearly that he had been staying here for several days for Mu Hanyue.
Jun Moye raised his eyes and glanced at Xuan Ming, and said lightly: "You talked too much today." But his heart moved inexplicably because of what Xuan Ming said.
Xuan Ming still had no intention of stopping. He blinked his purple-gold eyes and said with a smile: "Mo Ye, there are some things. It's useless to pretend to be indifferent. Just ask your own heart. If my sister-in-law dies like this today, what will you do?
how?"
What would happen to him if Mu Hanyue was no longer there?
How can a mere flesh and blood bear such hot flames and molten lava?
She is just a person with low strength, not a peerless master, let alone her ability, they all see it.
Falling down would bring disaster, not to mention other things.
Jun Moye stiffened slightly, a coldness flashed in his eyes, he raised his eyes to look at Xuan Ming, the corners of his lips curved in an extremely evil and dangerous arc, but his voice was cold and terrifying: "Get out."
He didn't have any extra thoughts to argue with him now, but those words still entered his ears word for word.
Will he just perish?
Xiao Yue'er, if something happens to you, even if I kill three thousand living beings, break into hell, and wash the world with blood, I will bring you out.
He would not let anything happen to her. That was his promise to her, but in the end he made a mistake.
Xuan Ming curled his lips, flew into the air, and stopped joking.
He actually likes his sister-in-law very much. She is unpretentious, direct, interesting and sly. He hopes that nothing will happen to her.
At this moment, something happened to the violently rolling lava. A fiery red object came out, bringing up the rolling lava around it.
Jun Moye raised his eyes and glanced, a trace of solemnity flashed in his evil eyes: "Have you found it?"
The Divine Sword was floating in mid-air. He glanced at Jun Moye, shook the sword, and said in a deep voice: "No, I found nothing." He almost rummaged through the place, but found nothing.
So, there are only two possibilities.
One, she had been melted by the hot molten lava.
The other two are that she is no longer here.
However, the first one is more likely, after all, they all saw it with their own eyes.
Jun Moye lowered his head and looked at the molten lava that had stopped rolling and returned to a calm sea of fire. There was no movement at all, as if the scene just now had not happened.
There's none?
He would not believe it, how could she die so easily.
"Where's the Kunwu Sword?" Jun Moye raised his eyes and looked at the Zunshen Sword, his voice was cold, like the ten thousand years of Hanchuan, as cold as the cold.
Zunshen Sword shook the sword and said in a deep voice: "I don't know, the Kunwu Sword has also disappeared." This was what he found strange. He had searched everything down there, but there was nothing at all.
So, where did Kunwu Sword go?
If something happened to Mu Hanyue, it was possible, but the Kunwu Sword was a magical weapon, but it also disappeared.