Jun Moye and Mu Hanfeng, who had broken through the barrier elsewhere, both felt pain in their chests.
Jun Moye stopped, covered his chest with his big hands, and frowned slightly.
The pain didn't go away.
Waves of stinging pain.
It seems...
Heartache.
"Mo Ye, what's wrong?" Xuan Ming, who was walking in front, stopped and turned around to look at Jun Mo Ye, puzzled.
Jun Moye didn't speak, but just covered his chest, trying to soothe his slightly aching heart.
However, still to no avail.
The pain still continues.
"Mo Ye, are you injured?" Worry flashed across his eyes.
They obviously broke through the barrier together and came here together.
He didn't even notice where he was injured, nor did he feel any pain on his body.
"Heartache..." The low and hoarse voice was a little bewitching and even more dangerous.
Heartache...
His heart aches.
Even though he tried to comfort him, he couldn't stop it.
Listening to his words, Xuan Ming's face froze slightly, and then a trace of confusion flashed across his eyes.
Heart, why does it hurt?
No disease or disaster, no pain or itching.
Why is that?
Heartache, heartache...
His eyes suddenly lit up and he was slightly startled, as if he thought of something, but he did not speak.
"Something happened to Xiao Yue'er." Jun Moye closed his eyes and slowly spat out these words.
Feng Qingyun's words were calm, but Xuan Ming could hear the coldness and worry in them, mixed with a hint of impatience.
When he opened his eyes, those twinkling purple eyes had become extremely cold.
His heartache will only arise because of Mu Hanyue.
His little moon...
"This is the sixth floor." Xuan Ming frowned slightly.
Hua Wuxin and the judge both said that the three of them would not meet until they entered the tenth floor.
However, it does not include that one of the three of them will be in danger and will not be able to reach the tenth floor.
"Come out, I know you are here." The pleasant voice spoke with extremely cold words.
Xuan Ming was puzzled, but after thinking about it, he understood.
He is calling the judge.
"Go and break through. Those things are not your concern now. You are only on the sixth floor here." A misty voice sounded.
Sure enough, he is here.
"How is she?" Jun Moye ignored his words and asked the person he cared about most.
He just wanted to know how his little Yue'er was doing.
"You're in danger. It's normal to encounter danger while crossing a level."
"How is she?" The words were low and cold, with a hint of majesty.
"Are you so sure that I will tell you about her situation?" He is the judge, so he doesn't need to say these things. No one can force him.
"Don't make me repeat it a third time." The purple eyes suddenly turned cold, a little scary.
"Being involved in the Burning Heaven Demon Realm, life or death is uncertain." The judge was stunned for a moment, and finally told Mu Hanyue's situation.
hiss!
Xuan Ming was shocked, screaming in his heart, and his purple-gold eyes were full of worry.
"What floor?" Jun Moye made no move and still asked.
However, this look looks like the calm before the storm.
"five."
"You want her to die." His eyes looked to the left, and the gleaming purple eyes were replaced by indifference. They were a bit colder than the ten thousand years of cold river, and they were bone-chilling and deeply rooted in people's hearts.
The words were not questions, but words of affirmation.