Chapter 658 Mumu, I Love You 【Sweet Little Theater】

At the moment when the formation of gods and demons in the Twelve Capitals fell, there was a dead silence in the Palace of Shaojun in Tianyu.

The demon queen who just came in was also shocked: "Death?!"

Immediately, she denied it again: "Impossible, with their protection, how could there be a death calamity?"

"It's death." The woman in the blue skirt turned her head away, "The fate chart is about to break."

"No, it won't be a death calamity." The demon queen couldn't believe it at all, her eyes sharpened, "This kid even used the demon banner just now."

Using the demon banner in the lower plane also disturbed her demon realm.

This proves that this kid's cultivation is not weaker than hers.

Then in the illusory universe, in the chaotic galaxy, who can hurt him?

The only person whose cultivation base is higher than his is his biological parents.

"It wasn't Shaojun's death." The young man fell silent, his throat rolling, "It was he who blocked the death for others."

Hearing these words, the Demon Empress was shocked and lost her voice: "How could it be..."

She can be regarded as watching this kid grow up, watching him grow up to five years old.

Since childhood, he has been ruthless and desireless, and nothing can cause him to fluctuate too much.

How could he block robbery for others?

"Snapped!"

The demon queen slapped the palm, and the table made of meteorite shattered: "This queen is going to find this kid now."

"How to find it?" The woman in the blue skirt looked dark, "Three thousand planes, can you find it?"

The Demon Empress paused for a moment, and her complexion immediately sank.

Yes, can't find it.

Moreover, even if it is found, death is inevitable.

"Wait!" In the dead silence, the petite woman suddenly called out, with a bit of surprise, "Look, the horoscope has started to automatically repair again."

"Ugh—"

The eyes of the others looked over suddenly, and their breath was suffocated.

The chart itself is breaking, but there is an extra force filling those cracks.

Miraculously, a state of balance is maintained.

The young man stood up abruptly: "Are they back?"

"It's not them." The Demon Queen shook her head, her eyes fixed, "It's another person, this person..."

She stretched out her hands to calculate, and then sighed: "No, I'm not good at divination, so I can't calculate anything."

"I'm going to look for that monk in the Buddha Land." The young man gritted his teeth, "Little Ice Cube stayed with him for a long time, he should be able to tell."

After speaking, his figure flashed and disappeared.

The woman in the blue skirt also nodded: "Contact Dijun again."

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"..."

Everything was quiet, so quiet that only the beating of the heart could be heard.

Under the dark sky, the man in scarlet clothes protected the woman in purple clothes tightly, airtight.

The remaining power of the Twelve Capitals Heavenly Gods and Demons formation could not hurt her even a single bit.

Next to the ear, there was a soft call, with a small breath: "Mumu..."

Jun Muqian smelled the smell of fresh blood, and the faint scent of Sala flowers rushed towards her face, almost engulfing her.

But she couldn't see the blood, not a drop.

She could only see his slightly pale and bewitching face reflected in the crimson robe that shone like the sun's rays.

In a trance, words came through the long river of time.

——But after meeting you, Mumu, I am sure that I will always wear red clothes.

——Why?

——If I get hurt, I don’t want you to see it, and I’d rather make you think it’s just water splashed on me.

Jun Muqian panicked for the first time, her voice was hoarse, but she didn't dare to make any movements: "Rong Qing? Rong Qing!"

At this moment, the "Nine Revolutions Divine Art of Creation" was running to the extreme.

The aura of the whole Lingxuan world was pulled, rushing towards this side crazily, and all of it was input into Rong Qing's body by her.

And just when Jun Muqian was about to take out the Shengshengquanhuaquan and Xiaopantao, a cold hand grabbed her wrist, stopping her movement.

Rongqing coughed a few times, raised her head with effort, and said softly, "It's useless, Mumu."

Jun Muqian's hands froze, only to realize that the aura she gathered hadn't been able to repair his body at all, and it overflowed again just after entering.

She is not a doctor, but she has the power of the soul, and she can clearly feel the rupture of Rongqing's meridians bit by bit.

Jun Muqian's face was pale, and his eyes were trembling: "What's going on? What's going on?!"

Rong Qing raised her hand and patted her, as if to comfort her: "Mumu, you know, I can't see the slightest harm in front of my eyes."

"But you can obviously dodge it!" Jun Muqian's eyes turned red little by little, and the veins on his forehead throbbed, "This big formation obviously can't hurt you, so why are you blocking it!"

"Congratulations, Mumu." Rong Qing didn't answer, he coughed up a mouthful of blood and smiled lightly, "From today onwards, there will be no catastrophe that will stop your steps."

"What do you mean?" Jun Muqian's voice trembled, and his tone suddenly rose, "Rong Qing, what do you mean?!"

Rong Qing slowly lifted up her messy hair, and tied it up for her again: "From now on, you won't be hurt any more."

Immediately, Jun Muqian's brain exploded, and he couldn't speak in tune: "The fourth catastrophe?"

The third calamity just passed, and the fourth calamity... came so quickly?

"Well, the fourth calamity." Rong Qing coughed up another mouthful of blood, the smile on his lips was still floating, he was relieved, "This is, the last calamity."

"No..." How could Jun Muqian be deceived so easily, she stared at him firmly, "Rong Qing, you lied to me, if it was only the fourth calamity, you wouldn't do this!"

The difference between her cultivation base and his is too big to feel it.

But Di Jiang said—Rong Qing is alone, and the three of them together are no match.

Then the so-called Great Array of Gods and Demons in the Twelve Capitals will definitely not be able to hurt him.

When Rongqing protected her earlier, she didn't gather her spiritual power to protect her.

He had withstood a blow from the formation of gods and demons in the Twelve Capitals without even resisting!

This shouldn't be the result, why? !

"Don't move, Mumu." With cold fingers, Rong Qing slowly caressed her cheek, "Let me take a good look at you."

Jun Muqian woke up suddenly, her voice was hoarse: "Is my fourth calamity a death calamity? You blocked the calamity for me, and you are going to die, right?"

Rong lightly paused: "It's not important."

The anger in Jun Muqian's eyes soared: "It's not important?!"

He just laughed silently: "The important thing is that you are fine."

"Maybe it's been a long time since I haven't said this sentence—"

Rong Qing raised her hand, hugged her, closed her eyes and smiled slightly: "Mu Mu, I love you."

Hearing these five words, Jun Muqian was shocked.

My heart seemed to be squeezed tightly by a big hand, and I couldn't breathe.

He has never been good at words, but he has never done a lot.

He could even return to the Unreal Great Thousand early, and then go to other planes to collect the power of luck.

But he stayed because of her.

Jun Muqian stared at him blankly, tears still flowing: "Rong Qing..."

At this moment, countless words exploded in my mind.

He said: "Heaven and earth are the engagement, and thunder and lightning are the matchmaker. Mumu, marry me."

He also said: "Mumu, she is the best Mumu in the world."

He also said: "Pour my life to protect you."

I will spare my life to protect you, even if I die!

"You knew it a long time ago?" Recalling this sentence again, Jun Muqian raised his head suddenly, "You knew it a long time ago, didn't you?!"

Her thoughts were very clear at this time, and her speech speed also increased: "You knew it long before the third catastrophe came!"

This sentence is an affirmative tone.

But how did he know?

Rong Qing didn't say anything this time, he just looked at her quietly with gentle eyes.

"Rong Qing!" Jun Muqian laughed angrily, almost unable to utter a voice, "What are other people, you are the one who hides the deepest."

Rong Qing wiped her tears distressedly: "Mu Mu, don't cry..."

His arms tightened suddenly, and his head tilted, sealing the rest of her words in his stomach.

At this moment, Jun Muqian tasted a faint fishy sweetness.

Time stood still again, and his thin and cool voice was next to his ears, but it was gentle and intoxicating: "Do you know what is more terrifying to me than the disappearance of the soul?"

"I left you alone in this world, but I..." Rong Qing's eyes were slightly blurred, but he still stared at the person in front of him seriously, as if he wanted to engrave her into the depths of his soul, "There is nothing I can do."

Jun Muqian suddenly remembered what Su Qingli once said to her.

——Little son, do you know how scary the word powerless is?

—it can shatter everything in you, break your confidence, eat away at your hopes, and leave you...without the courage to do it again.

Powerless... powerless!

At this point, are you still thinking about her? !

Can you think about yourself!

"Death? Impossible!" A ferocious look appeared between Jun Muqian's brows, "You want to die, I won't allow it!"

"You want me alone, you dream!"

Every sentence carries a violent air current, causing the mountains and rivers to shake, and the sun and the moon to turn pale.

"Even if the King of Hades from the Ten Palaces is here today, don't try to snatch you away from me!" Jun Muqian gritted his teeth, and suddenly sneered, his breath rose sharply, and there was a violent killing intent in his eyes, "God wants you to die, I will go against the sky!"

"Who dares to stop me, chaos will be destroyed!"

As soon as the words were spoken, there was an explosion in the shattered sky!

An incomparably terrifying force enveloped the entire world in an instant!

"Boom—"

Cough cough... hold on! The new volume has been opened, and the third volume returns to Daqian

Give you reassurance: from the beginning of Unreal Daqian, the light beauty will no longer be separated from the lord, and there will be no small black house at the end. Don't make up your mind, if you don't want to die later, you come and beat me.

The light beauty is indeed already with the lord, but the welfare is during the wedding night in the bridal chamber~

The title of the next chapter: The seal is broken, the Shaojun returns!

【small theater】

Another day after a long, long time, Jun Muqian, who was still pregnant with Rong Xiaomei, was lethargic every day.

He often fell asleep while talking.

Especially when the fetus is stable and the husband and wife can sleep together, they can't wake up even if they cry.

Rong Qing who said "a clever woman can't cook without rice": ...

Give him a chance, he will definitely not create a child who embarrasses his father so early.

Thinking of how good he was back then, he never bothered his parents.

Rong Qing could only bear it, and finally endured it until after Rong Xiaomei was born, she thought she could go to work, but she never expected another thing to happen.

(Unfinished, continue in the next chapter)