Beyond the artifacts of ancient paintings.

The monks present were all stunned, their eyes filled with astonishment.

They were astonished.

The demon-locking tower is rich in resources. For tens of thousands of years, every generation of emperors of the Jiuchongtian Palace has no way to kill, and the great monsters who can only be sealed are wiped out by the emperors like this.

Even more surprising.

Mu Yao did not perish here!!
The monks present felt that the script had been refreshed!
"Didn't Mu Yao die in the Demon Locking Tower? Then how did she disappear in the world?"

A monk asked.

But no one answered him, and no one could explain why.

They really couldn't figure out, apart from such a vicious place as the Demon Locking Tower, where else could kill this woman who was protected by the Nine Heavens Palace and the two emperors.

Among the artifacts of ancient paintings.

All the old emperors looked at the one-armed man who brought out the all-powerful woman from the demon lock tower, and he couldn't see his original appearance at all.

At this moment, all the monks present looked shocked.

The man's aura was on the verge of disappearing.

It is clearly the cultivation base of the Emperor Realm, but it is constantly retreating.

The hearts of the monks present were moved, and there was a strong sense of respect in their eyes. .
Enter Zhuxiantai, break into the lock demon tower!
This man, who was deeply suspected because he was granted the throne of Emperor Qinghua before, now, in the hearts of all the monks, his status has risen, comparable to that of the old emperor.

Rong Lianxue looked at Liang Lin at this moment, her eyes became very sad.

A strange color flashed in those eyes, as if there were crystal tears rolling in their sockets.

"It's all a good thing you did!"
"Look for yourself, how you have persecuted him!"
Rong Lianxue's emotions were a little out of control, it seemed that the moment this man turned into a blood man, she lost her mind.

Pointing at the woman in Liang Lin's arms, she reprimanded her harshly.

"sorry."

At this time, Mu Yao was already sobbing, she sobbed softly, her body was trembling slightly.

She looked at Liang Lin earnestly, her eyes were blurred with tears, her originally beautiful eyes turned red, she looked a little pitiful: "I didn't know that I would make you like this, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry..."

"What's the use of apologizing now!"
"You are a scourge! Whoever gets close to you will be implicated by you! You just want to kill him!"
Rong Lianxue yelled like a shrew, she had lost her mind, her eyes were full of anger.

"do not talk."

Liang Lin glanced at Rong Lianxue.

His voice was hoarse and a little weak, but there was a majesty in his voice that could not be offended.

"You still care about her, you have become like this, you are dying, and you are still thinking about her..."

Rong Lianxue felt so miserable that she couldn't speak, she looked at Liang Lin seriously, her eyes were full of doubts and sorrow.

"sorry."

Mu Yao broke away from Liang Lin's arms, looked at the scars and bloodstains all over her body, felt the breath of decay, and endless guilt surged in those clear eyes.

She took out a golden elixir from her bosom, and a strong vitality burst out from the elixir.

"I just want your single arm to grow back, I never thought it would be like this..."

Mu Yao felt endless pain in her heart, her whole body was in tears, and her face became more and more haggard.

Liang Lin still couldn't bear to reprimand her.

Especially when he saw that elixir, his eyes, which didn't have much blame, became completely gentle.

He took the pill from Mu Yaoqianyu's hand.

After looking at the elixir for a while, he threw the elixir directly back into the Demon Locking Tower.

"I don't know how to use this pill."

He spoke righteously, but there was a bit of helplessness in his eyes: "Don't do such stupid things again in the future."
There were various emotions in Mu Yao's eyes, but in the end, she didn't say anything.

……

Beyond the artifacts of ancient paintings.

"Ugh."

A group of monks looked at the scene where the man in the picture was throwing the pill back to the Demon Locking Tower, feeling a little sad in their hearts.

"Why did the emperor do this?"
A monk asked in doubt.

The original thinking of all the monks was that the reason why the emperor was still one-armed was because Mu Yao didn't bring the magic medicine at all.

But they didn't expect that Mu Yao took back the magic medicine, but the emperor didn't take it, but threw it back.

Someone sighed softly and guessed: "He threw this pill back into the Demon Locking Tower, because Mu Yao sacrificed his life for this pill. He wanted to tell Mu Yao not to take his own life from now on. adventure."
"It turns out that there is another meaning."

Another monk went on to say: "Back then he destroyed his sword heart and cut off an arm in order to repay the old sword master's kindness and to save the life of Emperor Song!"

"How can a man like Dijun forget the promise he made in the past? It's not just an arm, it's also his sword heart, which is a debt of gratitude to the old sword master."

"Dijun is alone, and would rather give up everything than owe anyone."

"If he really wanted to regrow his severed arm, he would have thought of a way. There are almost no magic medicines in this world, but the magic medicine for rebirth of flesh and blood can still be found. Have you ever seen him looking for Pass?"
As soon as these words came out, many monks were filled with emotion.

The monks present looked back into the artifact of the ancient painting.

All the monks could sense that the emperor's current condition was not good.

His breath was very decadent, his eyes were full of exhaustion, and his face was lifeless.

Like a dying person!
This is something they have never seen in Dijun.

Even before this, the heart of the sword was shattered and he was rescued by the little fox, giving people a feeling of decay, but it was not as strong as it is now!
"Dijun...he won't just fall, right?"

Someone asked such a question without thinking.

However, now no one thinks he is stupid.

Of course, the emperor will not fall just like that! Otherwise, how could there be the current Justice League battle against the emperor?
but.

Looking at Dijun's appearance at this moment, he really looks like he is about to die.

Not to mention that his source of life, the essence of his heart and blood are already seriously exhausted.

It was also because of this that not only the monk who spoke rashly, but also many monks had similar thoughts in their hearts.

"If there is no magical medicine, judging by the emperor's appearance, it is very likely that he has really obtained a hopeless situation!"
A monk said.

And the monk suddenly remembered something.

"I heard before that there is a medicine emperor in the Nine Heavens Palace! He is a strong man with unparalleled medical skills!"
"The Emperor of Medicine does not refer to a fixed person, but just like Emperor Qinghua, it is a priesthood."

"Every generation of Medicine Emperor is a strong man with extremely powerful medical skills, and each generation of Medicine Emperor will teach his own direct disciples."

"And the priesthood of the Medicine Emperor has been passed down since ancient times. From this point of view, it must be the Medicine Emperor of the old emperor's generation who saved the emperor with his own medical skills!"

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