Chapter 1298 Jun Moyan: There Will Be No Reincarnation in Life After Life

Jun Moyan looked deeply at Wen Xiaoai, but did not let go of her raised hand.

Zuo Yan couldn't help laughing out loud, calm but restrained his excitement, and said with a sly smile: "Kneel down."

"...What did you say?" Nie Jiuque's eyes were dark, his tone was cold, and the suppressed murderous aura in his body kept rising.

"I told you to kneel down, are you deaf and can't you hear?!" Zuo Yan suddenly went mad, and the hand holding Wen Xiaoai's neck tightened suddenly, his face was horrifying.

"Zuo Yan!" Jun Moyan's face turned pale, his body was out of control, and he took another step forward, and the powerful spiritual power poured out of his body like a mountain and sea.

But he was threatened by Zuo Yan not to go forward.

Zuo Yan gave Jun Moyan a warning look, and then continued to look at Nie Jiuque: "I'll say it again, kneel down!"

"Zuo Yan, can you bear it?!" Mo Yu broke out of the chaos, rushed forward, pointed the bloody long sword at Zuo Yan, and shouted angrily.

The Thirteen Banners of the Demon Realm, Qin Ming Guayue, the elders of the cat monster clan, the patriarch, Ye Qi, and Feng Liyan came one after another.

"Little princess."

"Xiao Ai."

"Zuo Yan, think about it clearly, if something happens to her, you won't be able to live today." Feng Liyan shouted anxiously at Zuo Yan.

But Zuo Yan ignored them, staring at Nie Jiuque with perverted excited eyes.

Nie Jiuque's arm was stabbed with a sword, and the blood stained the entire sleeve, flowing down the hilt to the tip of the sword, drop by drop.

The hand holding the long sword tightened tightly. The next moment, Nie Jiuque dropped the long sword in his hand, lifted his robe, and knelt down straight.

"My lord."

"My lord." Mo Yu and the others' eyes turned red with anger, wishing to tear Zuo Yan's corpse into thousands of pieces.

"Let her go." Nie Jiuque tightly clenched his hands hanging by his side.

He looked at Wen Xiaoai, the hostility and killing intent just now disappeared from his blood-splattered face.

He just looked at her like this, with firm eyes, just like a thousand years ago.

No matter how long it has passed, his love for her is only deep, not shallow.

Wen Xiaoai looked at Nie Jiuque's familiar but unfamiliar face, and for some reason, tears rolled down her face in an instant.

In a trance, it seemed that there were more layers of consciousness that did not belong to her struggling in her mind.

"Hahaha, Nie Jiuque, when you knelt down to beg me, didn't you think you were so arrogant? In the end, you were trampled under my feet like a dog." Zuo Yan laughed fiercely. .

Nie Jiuque clenched his hand hanging by his side, and the blood on his arm burst open, and the blood flowed violently.

"Let her go."

This is the same sentence, but the breath is not as calm as before.

"Let her go? Wait for you to kill me without any scruples? Are you too naive, or do you think I'm stupid?" Zuo Yan said with a smile.

"In the end what you want?"

"What do you want? Don't you know what I want? I just want to see you living like death, powerless, begging for mercy at me like a dog, hahaha."

Seeing Wen Xiaoai's painful appearance, Jun Moyan could no longer calm down. With a wave of his hand, a black long sword formed by condensed spiritual power pointed at Nie Jiuque, suppressing the murderous intent in his heart, and said:

"Don't you just want him to die, let her go, and I will let him live forever without reincarnation."

"Fine, as long as you kill him, I will spare her life." Zuo Yan readily agreed.

Jun Moyan raised his hand, and the powerful sword energy forced Nie Jiuque: "You'd better keep your word, or I will wipe you out in ashes."

"Jun Moyan...don't..." Weeping, Wen Xiaoai shook her head weakly at him.