He didn't even care about his own injuries, he braced his bloody body, and moved towards Emperor Moxuan: "My lord, everything... everything is a conspiracy of the Dark Palace, and the Hell Palace didn't know about it in advance." …”
I don't know if it's because the aura exuded by Di Moxuan is too shocking.
Or because of the wound on his body, with his movements, the involved wound opened.
Xieba's voice kept trembling.
"Lord Emperor, this seat, this... no, no, it's me, I am willing... I am willing to lead the Hell Palace and destroy the Dark Palace... I hope Lord Emperor, don't be angry... vent the anger of the Hell Palace..."
At this time, Xieba's bloody, ferocious face was full of flattery and flattery.
He tried his best to let Emperor Moxuan calm down his anger, so as not to anger Hell Palace.
The reason why the Hell Palace is called the Hell of the Realm is that it is frightening. If you can not provoke it, try not to provoke it.
Not just because they are a bunch of fearless lunatics.
And their solidarity.
It is precisely because they are not recognized by the world.
Precisely because they are all abandoned by the world.
Therefore, when reorganizing into a big family together.
They cherish it very much.
For magic, for becoming powerful.
They can do it by any means.
But, all of this stems from them... wanting to protect their own, that little home.
So, from the beginning.
Between Xieba and Leng Yan, there seemed to be no respect for each other in words.
But they never turned their backs on each other.
I have never had the idea of leaving the other party and escaping by myself.
So.
For hell.
Xie Ba is willing to lower his noble head.
His bow, his weakness.
However, Di Moxuan did not soften his expression.
Di Moxuan's brows and eyes were cold, and there was no emotion on his magnificent face.
He quietly stared at Xieba.
The deep and treacherous peach blossom eyes exuded an extremely dangerous aura.
He obviously just stood there, not saying a word.
But it makes people feel... He is like a demon from hell.
The air freezes, the atmosphere condenses.
Cold sweat broke out on Xieba's forehead.
Feeling anxious, his hands continued to puncture his own flesh.
Until, Xieba turned pale and wanted to continue to plead for mercy.
The man's cold and temperatureless voice sounded slowly...
"Dark Palace, I will destroy it myself."
His voice was cold, and his eyes were also icy cold.
Xieba's pupils suddenly expanded, his heart beat violently, and his body froze in place.
Lord Regal, this is...
Not going to accept his proposal, his overture
"but… "
Di Moxuan's dull voice sounded faintly again.
With that turning point, he just spit out two words.
Xieba's heart has already reached his throat.
Di Moxuan narrowed his twinkling peach eyes slightly, and a dangerous aura spread around his body.
His slender lips drew a dangerous arc, and he paused every word: "I won't take the lives of both of you."
These words seemed to give Xie Ba and Leng Yan great hope.
Both raised their heads with joy in their eyes, and looked at Emperor Moxuan in shock.
At this time, how can they still have half a point of talent and look like they are invincible
only…
This joy has not spread in my heart yet.
Di Moxuan's next words froze the expressions on the faces of the two of them.
Di Moxuan refracted his dangerous and sharp eyes, and stared at the two of them coldly: "I hold a woman who hurts in the palm of my hand, dare to hurt, and want to die?"