The severe pain and bone-eating chill were not as good as the surprise in her heart at this moment.

Huo Ran widened his eyes, Wu Jun stared at Mo Yanhua's close friend, looking at his still evil and ruthless face, and after making himself a flesh shield, he didn't feel any distress.

“Master…”

My heart was painful and cold, and Wu Jun asked unwillingly,

"...Master, have you never had me in your heart?"

A palm was swinging Ming Yulong who was approaching him. When Mo Yanhua heard Wu Jun’s question, he finally looked down at her. His evil face made him look even more handsome and charming in his golden eyes, but there was no slight pain and regret.

"Be good, Wu Jun, don't you like to be a teacher? Then you are willing to die for the sake of being a teacher, right?"

The cold and indifferent words are as ruthless as ever.

Wu Jun felt cold all over. I don’t know if it was because of his cold heart or because of the ice edges that pierced his body. The darkness in his charming and flowing eyes was deeply imprinted in his pupils.

This is the man she likes for the rest of her life!

She stared at Mo Yanhua and said:

"Wu Jun naturally does everything for his master..."

The charming face finally smiled, Wu Jun stared at Mo Yanhua, and the unknown emotions deep in her eyes spread in pain. She raised her hand effort and handed the Dzi beads that Mo Yanhua had handed to her to him, and said weakly:

"Master, this Dzi bead is the last thing Wu Jun can do for you..."

After taking the Dzi beads from Wu Jun's hand, Mo Yanhua still smiled gently, his voice was gentle, but his tone was not a trace of emotion.

"I am worthy of being my good disciple."

Wu Jun looked at him deeply, blood flowed out of her mouth, her whole body became soft, and she died in the arms of a man she liked for the rest of her life.

Mo Yanhua kissed Wu Jun's forehead, put her aside, and smiled and said:

"Good disciple, your sacrifice will be remembered by the teacher."

Now, you should withdraw quickly and absorb the remaining Dzi beads as soon as possible.

Suddenly, Mo Yanhua turned around and when he saw Nanzhi behind him, his golden eyes couldn't help but collapsed.

Nanzhi knew that she was not Mo Yanhua's opponent, and she appeared behind him. She originally wanted to take down Wu Jun and ask her to hand over the antidote that had been used in Nalan Lian just now.

Who knew that before she got close, Wu Jun was caught by Mo Yanhua and became a victim.

At this moment, looking at Mo Yanhua who suddenly turned around and looked at him, Nanzhi subconsciously took the initiative and attacked Mo Yanhua with a palm.

When he was at the border before, Mo Yanhua suffered a loss under Nanzhi's hands. He originally wanted to avoid Nanzhi.

Seeing Nanzhi killing himself, his arrogant and conceited personality would never let him avoid it. He raised his sleeves and sneered:

"There are too many people who are overestimating their abilities!"

Ming Yulong was shocked. Nanzhi's internal strength was not as strong as Mo Yanhua's. There was so much danger to go down this palm!

His figure shook in the air, and Ming Yulong flashed on Nanzhi, put his palm on her back, injecting his internal strength into Nanzhi's body.

Mo Yanhua saw Ming Yulong appear suddenly, but he didn't care about it yet. Even if he added Ming Yulong, he still had a chance of winning!

However, the tragedy that happened last time happened again. As soon as Nanzhi's palm faced Mo Yanhua, the palm of his hand was like tens of thousands of steel thorns ejaculated, drilling straight into the heart vein!
Chapter completed!