The strange aura kept floating in the surrounding air. The invisibility technique is one of the ancient techniques. The entire dream clan cannot find three that can practice this technique at the highest level.

Mo Zhu is one of the people who can successfully practice the highest level of magic. If it weren't for this, with her worst qualifications as one of the four guards, she wouldn't have stayed with Meng Shiyue for so long.

The world of seas focused and paid close attention to the aura around him. Just now, it was just to delay a little time so that he could recover, but he spent his true energy tonight. Such a little time was not enough to restore him.

The whole world became more and more drizzling. The closer it was to dawn, the darker the sky became. At the darkest moment of the day, the breath of dead silence became stronger and stronger, like an invisible big net, constantly tightening, making people almost breathless.

Suddenly, a sharp aura suddenly attacked, and the palm wind as sharp as a sword quickly attacked the fatal hole on the top of the head.

Although the four seas Buli was ready, they were still shocked. They quickly lifted their palms, forced Mo Zhu to retreat with the wind of their palms, and sent them out with another palm, and greeted her in the direction where she was attacking.

But when this palm was sent over, it was like a stone thrown into the sea, and it could not stir up any storm.

Sihai Buli's heart tightened, and he secretly shouted "Not good" in his heart. Behind him, the strong palm wind had already been sent over.

This time, the world Buli can no longer avoid it. He hit the vest with his palm. His tall figure was thrown several feet away by the palm force, and then he fell heavily to the ground.

After finally struggling to get up, he opened his mouth and a mouthful of turbid blood gushed out.

Cold eyes glanced around, and his eyes were still drowsy. Even if he was injured, he still couldn't find the person who injured him.

The palm wind suddenly came out of nowhere and met his eyebrows again. He closed his eyes and accumulated strength under his palm, and was about to fight in the direction the palm wind was sent, but his eyes had just closed, and a dizzy feeling rose from the depths of his body.

It's coming again! Every time, the feeling of sleepiness always comes suddenly, which makes him completely at a loss.

He...it's time to go to bed.

His eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't open it at all. He stood there straight, facing the cliff wind, and was thrown out heavily under the stimulation of palm power and wind. His tall body threw a beautiful arc in the air and fell straight to the bottom of the cliff.

Mo Zhu was shocked. He never expected that he would not dodge or dodge at all, and just endured his own palm. After being hit by one, he did not have any actions to save himself.

This cliff is unfathomable. Even if a person with extremely strong martial arts skills falls, if there is no specific route, he will easily be injured by the sharp stones along the way. If he falls like this, he will definitely not have the chance to survive again.

I don’t know if this is the plan of Prince Xiaoyao, but even if she really wants to save him, it’s too late. If he falls like this, does he know how terrible this cliff is?

Seeing that the world was about to fall into the bottom of the cliff, Mo Zhu had already done her best to save him, but she was always one step too late.

She killed Prince Xiaoyao and killed Lord Mengjun’s only brother. From now on, Lord Mengjun will never forgive her again.

Mo Zhu was instantly disappointed, and her heart was almost torn apart due to fear and panic. She watched him fall but was unable to rescue her. In addition to being frightened, she regretted it to death.

She didn't intend to kill him, she just wanted to take him back to Her Majesty the Spiegel Queen, she didn't think about taking his life.

In despair, I suddenly heard a surging breath in my ears. As soon as I looked up, I saw a dark gray figure passing by the edge of the cliff and heading towards the bottom of the cliff.

This figure is indescribable and familiar, but she suspects that she is wrong, because no matter what, he will never appear here.

But someone really went down just now. At such a fast speed, she couldn't even see the person's appearance and clothes clearly, and others had disappeared from her sight.

She came to the edge of the cliff and looked down. She saw that the bottom of the cliff was pitch black, and the cliff wind kept surging up, making her unable to hear the movements at all.

Prince Xiaoyao fell off the cliff, and someone rushed to rescue him, but did the man have time to rescue him? She didn't even know who that man was.

Suddenly, another powerful aura suddenly surged from the bottom of the cliff. Mo Zhu was shocked and took a few steps back. When the aura was chaotic, the invisibility technique dispersed and his figure was completely exposed.

Looking up, I saw that under the faint nightlight, a man hugged the unconscious four seas and flew up from the bottom of the cliff, and in a blink of an eye, he was standing firmly on the top of the cliff.

He was wearing a dark gray robe, and his stunning face looked even colder under the faint moonlight. The cliff breeze blew by, blowing a few strands of his hair, fluttering and indescribable beauty. The world seemed to have lost all its colors in front of him.

He walked step by step, and the person was clearly in front of him. But when he looked closely, he seemed to be far away in the sky. He was so floating that it was impossible to capture it at all. It seemed that in just a short moment, he clearly felt that this man was not capable of holding it in his hands.

Mo Zhu stared at him blankly until he stopped less than ten steps away from him, and his calm eyes locked on his face.

When the two eyes were in contact, she was shocked. She didn't know whether it was because of anxiety or shock. At this time, she looked at him, but her eyes were full of obsession.

She consciously took two steps forward, looked up at him, and said indifferently: "I never thought of killing him. I know he is the one you care about. I never want to hurt him. If possible, I don't even want to move a finger of him."

She looked at Sihai Bugui who had been holding Sihai Buli horizontally, and her eyes kept moving from his face to his feet, and then slowly returned from the soles of her feet to his unparalleled face.

Lord Mengjun is actually a peerless master who is hidden and uncovered. She really misunderstood. Doesn’t even Her Majesty the Queen know?

If it were the past, it would not be surprising that he had such martial arts attainments, but hasn’t his martial arts been abolished by Her Majesty the Queen?

So many of them met him almost every day and were by his side every day, but no one could tell that he still had internal strength left. He clearly had no martial arts skills. Why is it now?

Sihai Bugui just glanced at her indifferently, then turned around and walked into the forest.

Mo Zhu naturally followed, following closely behind him, "Mr. Mengjun, should you explain this tonight?"

Why did he investigate the matter of Her Majesty the Queen? Why did he have such unfathomable martial arts? Does the power that has always fought against Her Majesty the Queen belong to him? But He has always been doing things for him, right?

Sihai Bugui, but he didn't say a word from beginning to end. He walked under a tree and carefully put down Sihai Buli in his sleep. He looked at him and then stood up, turned around, and walked towards Mo Zhu.

Mo Zhu's heart tightened, and he couldn't help but be confused by his breath. It was not until he smelled his faint fragrance and felt his intoxicating breath that he slowly came back to his senses and looked at him and said hoarsely: "Don't return..."

The eyes of Sihai Bugui suddenly darkened and his palm rose. It was not until the palm wind came to his heart that Mo Zhu suddenly woke up, but her awakening came too late and it was too late.

With a loud bang, Mo Zhu was thrown away by the powerful palm force and fell heavily on the top of the cliff outside the woods. Turbid blood kept gushing out of her mouth.

It was just one move. Sihai Bugui had already shattered her heart and wanted to get up from the ground, but at this moment, she had no strength to get up.

She looked up at Sihai Bugui, her lips were still bleeding, and her voice was extremely hoarse: "Do you want to kill me to silence me? Lord Mengjun, do you really want to kill me?"

Sihai refused to return or spoke. When he walked less than five steps away from her, he slowly raised his arm.

Mo Zhu's pupils closed and he spat another mouthful of blood before he looked up to meet his gaze and continued to say hoarsely: "If I say something about tonight and I don't say a word, do you still have to kill me?"

"Only dead people can keep the secret forever."

The sound of the world of no return was as far away as it came from the sky, so far that it was almost impossible to capture, but every word hit Mo Zhu's heart so clearly and forcefully. In an instant, her already injured heart was even more shattered.

She wiped away the blood from the corner of her lips and slowly struggled to get up from the ground. She took half a step forward and wanted to get close to him, but after only half a step, the man was already shocked by his powerful internal force and flew away several feet away. He fell to the ground and vomited blood.

He really tried to take her life. Lord Mengjun, who had always been quiet, indifferent and uninformed, and did not care about the world, was now standing in front of her, but was as terrifying as Shura. She had never seen such Lord Mengjun.

It turns out that my understanding of him has been limited to his quiet and silent side. She knows nothing about him behind the quiet. How much does Her Majesty know about him like this?

This time she really couldn't get up again, but she still stubbornly looked up at him. She was so weak that she felt difficult to even speak, but she still didn't give up and still tried her best to say, "I don't come back, I like you so much, how could I tell Your Majesty your secret? I like you, I really like you, can't you feel anything at all for so many years? Do you really don't understand my feelings at all? No..."

Before the name was called, the person was already thrown away by his palm wind. This time she could not do any move except vomiting blood.

These three palms, one is heavier and one is more ruthless, her heart is getting colder and more desperate. Lord Mengjun really has no feelings for her, and he is completely ruthless to himself!

He can be so cruel to someone who likes him so much. Lord Mengjun's heart is even more cruel than Her Majesty the Queen.
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