Mu Yan was stunned and blurted out: "Qi Xiaohuang, have you regained your mind?"

Qihuang was almost angry and half-deathed.

I have just struggled with love for a long time. Do you want to believe this woman? In his eyes, he actually lost his wisdom?!

Qihuang ignored her and gritted his teeth and said, "I ask you, how to kill my other half of the soul?"

Mu Yan thought for a while and said, "Where is the half soul of the world now? Is it in your body? Can you pull it out Qihuang?"

God is brought out!

You are walking your dog!

Qihuang almost rolled his eyes, "I don't know, there is nothing I can do. But..."

He paused, and then said in a deep voice: "My soul should be completely integrated."

Otherwise, he would not have completely remembered what happened a hundred thousand years ago.

It wouldn't be that at that moment, I really wanted to kill everyone in this world, including Jun Muyan and Xiaobao.

Qihuang looked at Mu Yan deeply: "Maybe in a while, I will not be me."

Mu Yan hooked his finger and said, "Don't wait a moment. Please let him come out now and I'll chat with him."

Qihuang was almost angry and his teeth were chewing: "Jun Muyan, are you driving me away! Do you dislike me?!"

Mu Yan rolled his eyes: "You can't take your half soul out for a walk, and you can't kill it yourself, so what can I do? Wait until the wide open door of the sky swallows up all the spiritual energy on the Yanwu Continent?"

"Qi Xiaohuang, stop making trouble. Let out the other half of your soul, and after calculating the general account, I can go to rest."

Qihuang: "…"

Damn, is it still time for him to change his mind and kill this woman now?!

Qihuang took a deep breath and sneered: "Jun Muyan, you are saying nicely now, but in a while, even if you are given a chance, can you really kill half of my soul? You really..."

Qihuang's voice suddenly stopped.

The boy's voice, which was originally a little handsome and transparent, became slightly lower in an instant.

"You really can do it?"

Mu Yan's eyes suddenly darkened.

Qihuang's body shook, and his eyes gradually lost their focal length.

And beside him, another figure slowly condensed and formed.

The silver hair is like the bright moon, and the bloody eyes are like the red lotus.

The stranger is like a jade, and the young master is unparalleled in the world.

Although he had already made mental preparations, Mu Yan's hand holding the hilt of the sword trembled slightly when he saw the figure clearly.

He subconsciously murmured: "Uncle Master..."

Qihuang's eyes were completely out of focus, and his body stood there like a stiff puppet, motionless, and seemed to appear and disappear.

Next to him, Luo Yunxiao, with silver hair and bloody eyes, looked at Mu Yan with a faint expression and said, "I have heard everything you said just now. Since you have made a decision, don't hesitate or hesitate."

The man's slender fingers stretched out, and the green long sword slowly appeared in his palm.

It seemed that he had sensed Mu Yan's existence, and the green long sword made a buzzing sound, trying to fly towards Mu Yan.

This is the [Longyuan Sword], one of Luo Yunxiao's twelve natal long swords.

Once upon a time, in order to protect Mu Yan and to help her consolidate her sword heart, Luo Yunxiao placed the [Longyuan Sword] in Mu Yan's nourishment.

[Longyuan Sword] Therefore, it blends with Mu Yan's Seven-Secret Sword Sword, and instinctively gets close to her, treating her as her second master.

Luo Yunxiao lowered her eyes and looked at the long sword jumping in her hand, and gently curled the corners of her lips.
Chapter completed!