Chapter 5739

Just listening to the familiar voice, hundred miles of red make-up has already known that the person is Jun lingxun and the bleak dance.

However, it's no surprise that these two people are here.

Hearing the indifference of emperor Beichen, Jun lingxun chuckled, "at this point, we have reached a rare consensus."

"It depends on who dies first, and the other can be free."

The emperor North Chen turned the Mou son, the dark and profound charming eye is permeating the cold fierce frightening brilliance.

He doesn't like to take the initiative to find trouble, but the existence of the other side has threatened his family, so it's just endless.

Looking at the emperor Beichen like this, Jun lingxun was shocked for no reason, but felt that for a while, Emperor Beichen seemed to have some changes.

In the past, when seeing emperor Beichen, there was no need to say much about the hatred between the two sides. Emperor Beichen also wanted to know about his life, but this kind of fierce and resolute from the heart was never owned before.

At least he can clearly feel that emperor Beichen's intention to kill himself is stronger than before.

"Then we have to rely on our own abilities." Jun lingxun eases his inner mood. In front of so many people, he can't show any fear.

After seeing the sparking confrontation between emperor Beichen and Jun lingxun, everyone around us also secretly lamented that the hatred between the two people was really getting deeper and deeper.

Perhaps in this ancient battlefield, only one of them will be left alive.

The bleak dance's eyes have been tightly locked on the body of hundred Li red makeup. This woman is her obstacle and her heart knot.

Even though Shifu once said to her, don't keep it in mind, otherwise the other side will become her own magic barrier. However, what happened in the past few years has made her unable to ignore all of them. Even red make-up has become the driving force for her to practice hard.

Whenever she rises half a silk of slack heart, the figure of hundred li of red makeup will appear in her mind, and she will continue to practice by biting her teeth.

Only by killing hundred li of red make-up can she erase all this humiliation.

Bai Li's red make-up also felt the sight of the bleak dance. In fact, since she took the position of the bright saint, every time the bleak dance appeared, it seemed that the sight was more hateful than before.

It seems that this woman really hates herself.

In the face of the bleak dance of gnashing teeth, hundred li of red make-up is smiling like flowers.

Naturally, she knew what she thought in the heart of the dance. It was only one thing to think about it. Whether she could do it was another thing.

She has no idea of belittling the enemy. She knows that with the help of Shuyu, the strength of Xiaose dance and Junling Xun has improved rapidly, but she never belittles herself. They have never been slack in their cultivation these days.

She believed that even if they fought head-on, the other side would never get well.

"Can you, a woman, not look at my master with such a cannibal eye every time?" Xiaohei looks at the bleak dance disgustedly. "His eyes are almost staring away."

"You shut up for me. Believe it or not, I'll string you up and cook you with a bamboo stick."

As soon as the words came out, little Haydn blew up, "it's up to you? I'll cook you then, or we'll try? "

"What kind of master is there? What kind of contract beast is there? A virtue! Disgusting! "