"What about now?"

Chu Yue raised her eyes halfway, her voice slightly briskly, and she asked quickly.

"I want to kill him."

There was an unconcealed deep red in Mu Qinghuang's eyes: "I hate him so much. I don't know what happened. I just vaguely feel that he wants to kill the child in my belly. He wants to kill you Xiao Chu. Xiao Chu, my mother will never let anyone hurt you, even if it is him, Emperor Ye Tian! My mother is now incomplete and intact, but she will definitely give all her to protect you."

Chu Yue bit her white lower lip tightly and thought carefully about every word Mu Qinghuang said.

Judging from her contact with Emperor Ye Tian.

Emperor Ye Tian was upright and upright, and was a dignified and noble style.

It's not like a beast who will kill a fetus in the belly.

But the hatred in my mother was even less fake.

Since that's the case, which link is wrong?

Chu Yue is only sure of one thing now.

Mu Qinghuang and Emperor Ye Tian must have had contact and made friends with each other back then.

So, when my mother was evaporating without a trace of the world, what kind of identity did she use to make friends with people like Ye Tiandi?

Why didn't there be any trace in the past?

In the end, he even ended up in a miserable ending that he couldn't bear to look back on it?

Chu Yue took a deep breath, tried to calm herself down, and calmly took out the bloody soul fragment placed in Shennong's space.

Fragments of souls are suspended in the air.

Mu Qinghuang immediately stopped pressing her daughter's temples and looked at the fragments of the soul floating in front of her: "Xiao Chu..."

"This is the soul fragment placed deep in the evil spirit of Xiao Chongtian."

Chu Yue said, "Mom, try to integrate into the soul."

Mu Qinghuang glanced at her, tapped her head lightly, then sat cross-legged, closed her eyes tightly to accumulate energy in her soul.

The energy of the soul surged out from between the eyebrows.

In an instant, the fragments of the soul floating in the air seemed to have triggered some resonance and started to shake violently.

A trace of soul and blood, filled with scarlet mist, slowly sank into Mu Qinghuang's eyebrows.

Chu Yue held her breath and focused on protecting her mother's Dharma.

It is easy to break the soul, but it is absolutely not an easy thing to re-fusion into the soul and become part of the martial body and soul!

at the same time.

The evil fire of the soul fragments shook gently.

Chu Yue hung his palace master's mask on his waist also ignited a cluster of evil fire.

The evil fire rushed straight from his waist and abdomen and rose into Chu Yue's soul.

As a stinging sensation came, the evil fire and evil fire built a bridge consensus, and Chu Yue could enter Mu Qinghuang's soul fragment through the evil fire consensus!

Rag said: "Master, this mask was an evil object before. The fragments of the soul were stained with the same evil spirit as Xiao Chongtian for many years. The master can use the mask to find out. As the saying goes, the authorities are confused, the bystanders are clear, and the master will be more clear when he enters the fragments of the soul as the bystanders to explore."

After hearing this, Chu Yue became more and more focused.

As the rag said, she was like a bystander.

She seemed to be walking on an ancient road without anyone, without seeing any light from the sun and the moon, so dark that it was depressing.

"ah!"

A shrill scream rang out.

Chu Yue's heart trembled violently and her pupils shrank!!

This sound...

She is so familiar!

It's the voice of the mother!

She came to the place where she was about to suffocate.

A group of people were in the darkness and crazily broke the woman's soul.

This time, she saw it more clearly and earlier.

The mother, who was locked in a cage, curled up on the cold ground, her hands tightly protecting her raised abdomen.

Her hair was soaked with sweat and blood, and it was all stuck on her face. She gasped in big mouthfuls, and blood flowed out of her lips, teeth and nose.

Sudden!

A hand in the darkness reached out.

The hand was as white as snow, with long fingers painted with pyramids, and the back of the hand was marked with black butterfly totem.

His hand suddenly grabbed Mu Qinghuang's hair, allowing Chu Yue to see Mu Qinghuang's face clearly.

Chu Yue's fingertips were slightly cool and her whole body trembled.

No……

wrong!

This is not the mother's appearance.

Although it is still stunning, it is another face.

But there is no trace of disguise in this face!

"Ahhhhhh!"

The black butterfly woman's leg suddenly kicked Mu Qinghuang's lower abdomen.

Mu Qinghuang's consciousness is already blurred and she is about to collapse. Her only desire to survive is the child on her abdomen.

Even if her soul has been disintegrated and broken, she will subconsciously protect the child with both hands.

After a day and night torture, Chu Yue saw that Mu Qinghuang had her mouth torn open with her hands and stuffed a blood butterfly into Mu Qinghuang's mouth.

Mu Qinghuang swallowed into the blood butterfly, and the blood butterfly greedily absorbed the blood of her and the fetus from Wu's body.

She wailed on the ground with a worse life than death until the end she could only make a very light whimper.

His hands never left his abdomen.

Even if the bones in her body were almost broken, as long as her arms were not cut off, she would always protect the child in her belly.

Chu Yue's eyes became redder and bloodthirsty, and the resentment in her heart seemed to break out of her body and go to the four places to strangle her.

The child that my mother tried hard to protect.

It's her!

She closed her eyes and didn't dare to look.

Don't dare to think about it.

Rag said that she was a bystander and was an outsider who could handle and face these things rationally and calmly.

But seeing Mu Qinghuang protecting the child in her abdomen with blood, but suffering from inhuman torture. No one saved her from beginning to end, and took her out of this abyss that was not alone and still living in the shadow of that year, Chu Yue hated her very much, wishing she could break these cruel and ruthless executioners with her own hands, and rush into the darkness to kill everyone who broke her mother's soul under the knife!

Suddenly, the black butterfly woman spoke quietly.

"Look, what is this?"

She was talking to Mu Qinghuang.

Chu Yue suddenly opened her eyes and looked at her, shocked.

The blood all over his body seemed to have completely cooled down at this moment.

The hairs on the limbs were already standing upside down.

But when Mu Qinghuang fell into the dark and hopeless cage, she was beaten with a sharp weapon to break out of her body and blood from her body.

And in all directions of Mu Qinghuang, portraits that fit tightly and impermeable are floating.

Countless portraits form an indelible nightmare.

Even though the people on each portrait have different expressions and movements, they look like the same person!

It was a young man, handsome and majestic. He raised his hands and feet and was full of emperor's aura. Through the portrait, he could feel his majestic aura and his ambitions in his eyes.

Chu Yue knows this person, and is even a little familiar with him.

He is...
Chapter completed!