But only Di Mingjue knew how guilty and longing he felt in his heart.

I feel guilty that I can't become stronger faster and protect my mother so that my mother may not die.

In Di Mingjue's impression, Bai Shengwei is a nearly perfect woman.

Kind, gentle, patient, and have your own persistence and determination.

So he would never believe that Bai Shengwei would be so polite to Li Weiran.

Keli Weiran's expression when he said these words, as well as the strong fluctuations in his breath.

It all means that what he said is true.

Di Mingjue's words made Li Weiran's eyes even more red, and the smile on his face also showed a stronger hatred and resentment.

"Di Mingjue, do you think I have designed and planned every step of the way for hundreds of years to put you in such a situation of death but not life. Is it to listen to your explanation or to make you believe it?"

"No, I just want Bai Shengwei, who is underground, to see with her own eyes how a miserable ending would end with her carefully trained son."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Weiran made seals with his hands.

In an instant, the [Thousand Knife Curse], which had been implanted into Di Mingjue's body, immediately became rampant.

Di Mingjue, who had been holding back and did not show any strangeness, finally couldn't help but groan.

Bright red blood flowed from the corners of the mouth.

A piece of paper that had been burnt black fell from his arms and turned into ashes and disappeared.

Li Weiran looked at the paper and sneered: "Do you think I will really believe in Chu Moli completely without taking any precautions? No, in this world, I will not trust anyone, I only believe in myself."

"Di Mingjue, you are doomed today!"

Di Mingjue leaned against the invisible barrier of the cave, shaking and almost unable to stand.

The wounds that were cracked and melted on his body were completely dyed his clothes.

However, even in such a miserable desperate situation.

Di Mingjue's expression was still so cold and indifferent.

The dense eyelashes drooped down, covering the dull light in the eyes.

Just then.

The melodious sound of the piano came from the foggy forest.

Di Mingjue and Li Weiran almost shrank their pupils at the same time, and they suddenly turned their heads to look.

Immediately afterwards, a sword light roared in the forest.

It is directly chopped on Li Wuran's sealed hand.

Bang--!

The violent impact made Li Weiran fly backwards several meters away.

A sharp sword blade was cut out in his hand, and blood splattered everywhere.

For a moment, Li Weiran felt that this hole was rushing to his heart.

The pain penetrated his heart and lungs, and it also made the blood in his body cold little by little.

...

A figure rushed out of the forest and came to Di Mingjue in an instant.

Mu Yan held the man's shaking body with one hand and felt the coldness and stickiness of the tentacles.

My heart shrank violently, and my hands that were taking my pulse couldn't help but tremble.

"Di Mingjue, what's going on? Why did you come to play in the Wu Dalu and make yourself look like a ghost?"

Although he was saying resentful words, the worry and heartache in the girl's eyes almost overflowed.

Di Mingjue felt that he was being stepped on into a glacier in his dream, and his heart was so cold that it was warming up little by little.

It also made his eyes unknowingly graceful.

In this world, he will only show the tenderness of the woman in front of him.

But everything is not over yet.

He hasn't got the answer he wants.
Chapter completed!