Chapter 1362: I Have No Power to Stop It

"Then why didn't you stop her? She is your daughter, and Mu Yunxuan is also the nightmare's last hope."

There was a hint of anger in Bai Qingjun's tone.

Mo Yuntian glanced sideways at him.

He pursed his lips in an almost ridiculous manner: "I have no ability to stop it. In the world, no powerful cultivation can be greater than the love in Feng Jueyin."

Feng Jueyin was also his hope, but he couldn't afford to wait. A hundred years of waiting, endless longing and loneliness made him decide to go against fate.

Yan'er, if you can't save Mo'er, you won't want to wake up even if you are resurrected.

So I chose Mo'er. I know you won't blame me. Many things can be arranged freely.

"So, is that girl's next life determined by Murong Shaofeng's fate?"

Bai Qingjun asked him coldly.

"Qingjun, I went against the will of heaven and have lost the ability to spy on heaven's secrets."

Mo Yuntian smiled lightly. No matter which life his daughter was in, her relationship would end well, but the relationship was a little bumpy. No matter who she was with, as a father, his only hope was that his daughter could live a happy life.

"Isn't this Murong Shaofeng's act of defiance against nature?"

Bai Qingjun's tone was a little colder, and the forbearance in his eyes made it difficult for people to understand his true thoughts.

"Great love is boundless, and it cannot be considered as going against heaven. If it is going against heaven, this Feng Jueyin cannot be regarded as a peerless mysterious weapon."

Bai Qingjun instantly looked at Mo Yuntian's pristine eyes, slightly shocked and angry, he didn't care so much!

Feng Jueyin is indeed a peerless mysterious weapon, and very few people in the world know about it.

hehe! Bai Qingjun smiled inwardly.

That brat Murong Shaofeng got an advantage.

"Feng Jueyin's power is so great that even a drop of blood can make Murong Shaofeng sleep on a thousand-year-old ice bed for three days and three nights. The pain in his heart is as painful as the sound of a bayonet, but he doesn't even frown. His face All hope for happiness in the next life.”

"That's why you are so calm. Don't forget that this girl's current happiness is the result of the nightmare."

Bai Qingjun's handsome face was still moody.

"Qingjun, your mood has changed greatly today. The origin and demise of your situation are destined by God and are beyond our control. The remaining essence of Nightmare is powerless, and I am powerless."

But what happened to the sudden blue light in Mu Yunxuan's eyes?

Nightmare, let Jian Mo go, and let yourself go!

Mo Yuntian sighed in his heart.

At the same time, Bai Qingjun exhaled a long breath. Was it because he was powerless or was he too strong to do anything?

"I'm going to see Xin'er."

Bai Qingjun rolled up his sleeves and left.

Mo Yuntian turned sideways and looked at his leaving figure, his eyes deepening.

Mo Yuntian switched the scene to Murong Shaofeng sleeping on a thousand-year-old ice bed.

He quickly turned into a wisp of white smoke and merged into the crystal ball.

In an instant, he arrived at Murong Shaofeng's side.

Looking at Murong Shaofeng who was frowning in pain and the corners of his lips turned white on the ice couch.

He sighed quietly.

After making the blood oath, Murong Shaofeng's cultivation was exhausted, so he naturally had no cultivation to withstand the heartbreaking pain. In these three days, the pain could kill him.

"Who are you?"

Zhu Yan shouted sharply! He came in with a pill box in his hand and was about to give Murong Shaofeng pain relief.

"The elixir in your hand will not have any pain-relieving effect on him."

"Then is there any way, senior, to save the emperor?"

Zhu Yan looked at Mo Yuntian with his silver hair and celestial spirit, and his tone became inexplicably respectful.