The Heavenly Demon is unharmed, but the more powerful the attack is transmitted by the sound of the guitar in ancient times.

But Muay suddenly bled out.

Hot blood fell on the strings, shocking the sound of the magic violin.

Mu Yan only felt a blur in front of him. His whole body, whether it was meridian, Dantian or Qi Hai, burned like a fire.

It's like a little baby screaming in his ear.

“Mother! Mother, let me out! Let me out of here! ”

Little bodies keep hitting space walls, trying to rush out.

But no! No, you can't!

Mu Yan grabbed the tip of his tongue and forced himself to stabilize his mind.

She can't fall, she can't lose!

If she falls, she's not the only one who's dead, she's the little baby in space.

At the moment of her rebirth, she had sworn that she would protect her baby for the rest of her life.

Never let her baby get hurt.

Moo-yan stood up shaking and held his hand firmly against the Celestial Concerto.

The blood on the strings seeps into the body a little bit sometime.

Blood that should have been cold after such a long time became hot at this moment.

Mu Yan's eyes were red and red, staring closely at Gu Yue.

She wants to win!

She will never allow her baby to be alone.

“Do you... want to be strong? ”

Suddenly, she heard a low, heavy voice.

It sounds like it's coming from the void.

It sounded like it was coming from deep down in her soul.

A strange but hidden familiar voice.

“Do you want to be the supreme of the three worlds? ”

Muang's pupils contracted slightly, silently reading three words in his heart, "Celestial Qin! ”

Yes, it's the voice of the magic violin.

She had heard it secretly, too, in the inheritance space of a divine musician.

The sound echoed in a trance when the Jinwang Palace reshaped its roots.

But never for a moment, as clear as now.

The old, thick, tempting voice echoed over and over again in my mind.

“Do you want to be strong? ”

“If you want to be the Supreme King, lay down your flesh on me and devote your soul to me! ”

“I will take your place, defend you, and make you higher and stronger from now on. ”

Pull...!

Ancient Vietnamese black armor tore Muang's shirt again.

Wounds on the back spine, deeply visible bones.

The suppressed corpse poison, stupidly moving in the Dantian, was like a fire.

Muay's consciousness is getting blurred.

And Baobao's heartbreaking cry and the temptation of the celestial violin became louder and louder.

If she dedicates her soul to the Heavenly Magic, she will gain supreme strength.

If she puts her body under control, she can survive and protect Xiaobao...

Muay's lips moved as if she wanted to say something.

But all of a sudden, the noise of chaos seemed to come from the sky, “Mother is the strongest... Bao loves Mother the most...”

“Jun Muyan, you, doomed, are my emperor's wife! ”

Blinked with red eyes, it suddenly flashes a dazzling light.

His body was shaped by pain, and he stood up slowly, holding the bloody Celestial Qin.

“Heavenly Magic, I say again! ”

“I am your master! Stop trying to seduce me, control me, replace me! ”

Finely stain your bloody fingers and gently touch the strings.

Gentle but filled with the threat of never returning, “Today we have only two ends, either I die and you wait for the next master, or lend me your strength. Help me out of my predicament. ”