I wanted to kill, but I was worried that Namoyue would make a comeback.

That eager look made the two men in black feel shocked.

Mo Yu had countless wounds on his body.

He knew that the Hades was observing in the dark and that the rules could not be changed. He did not let the water go in this battle.

The young master who can repair his heart meridians is very powerful.

After all, he is from the royal family of the underworld.

Two killers rose up and stepped forward.

Mu Qingqian clenched into a fist—

Na Wuyue, who had not moved, suddenly rolled on the ground, "Bang!" The place where he was lying on his side was stabbed by two swords.

He threw out the long sword in his hand and waved it to the two of them.

Cut the throat with one sword.

The two fell to the ground.

Nan Wuyue's face was covered in blood, and he could no longer see his original appearance.

He stood up and staggered towards the altar.

Three steps, two steps, one step...

When there was one step left, Mo Yu suddenly came to kill.

Na Wuyue suddenly turned around, pointed at Mo Yu, and took a palm firmly in his chest.

His body was bounced away, and with the help of this palm power, he was directly knocked into the altar.

He fell heavily to the ground, spitting out blood, and Na Wuyue's face turned pale like flour.

He curled up, his white clothes had already dyed blood.

Mu Qingqian looked very worried, and somehow, her eyes turned red.

Yun Yehuang quietly held her hand and pressed her into his arms.

If she turned her back to the altar, she might feel better if she couldn't see it.

Mu Qingqian held Yun Yehuang's hand tightly, "Do you know why?"

she asked softly.

Yun Yehuang's throat moved, and he probably guessed a few points.

The reason why Na Wuyue did this is for herself and for her...

"Your Majesty!" Mo Yu suddenly knelt down in the air. He knew that Nan Lifeng could see everything now. "Young Master Nan has entered the altar. My subordinates must not step into the altar. Look..."

An empty voice came slowly, "You retreat, whether you live or die depends entirely on his fortune."

Even if Na Wuyue entered the altar at this time, he might not be able to get the Young Master Order.

Even if he got the Young Master Order, he might not be able to survive.

Na Wuyue felt the strength and blood in his body being constantly lost. His eyelids were so heavy that he wanted to fall asleep. Today, he had exceeded his body's limit. He tried his best and walked one step away from the altar.

When he could no longer walk, he had no choice but to be shot in.

He knew very well that he could not fall asleep, and once he fell asleep, he would never wake up again.

The Young Master Order is right at his reach.

He stretched out his arm and touched it tremblingly—

The young master ordered a white light, which made him feel burning in his skin.

Na Wuyue held the young master's order tightly, and the stinging sound burned his palm and even his entire palm.

The whole hand was bleeding.

He screamed and finally took down the young master's order.

He lay on the ground with a smile on his lips, "Father...Father... Look...I...I got it..."

He fell into a head and fainted.

Mu Qingqian flew to him quickly and immediately stuffed a pill into his mouth.

Nan Lifeng looked at this scene in front of the light curtain, with the emotions in his eyes mixed with joy and sorrow.

What’s so happy is that when Na Wuyue returns, he is still his son, the only young master in the underworld.

What is worrying is...

——

The palace gate was wide open, and a large number of secret guards and guards rushed into the square.
Chapter completed!