Ye Bufan, who was kneeling on the ground, raised his hand in panic and touched his body.
After carefully sensing the body, no problem was found, and I felt relieved.
He didn't understand what the silver-white crack line that cut into the body just now was.
"You haven't answered my question yet."
Hearing Ye Junmo's voice, Ye Bufan let out his anger and spoke in a low voice:
"I……"
Suddenly.
As soon as Ye Bufan opened his mouth, he felt that his words were leaking.
He raised his hand and rubbed his split lips.
Only then did he remember that several of his front teeth had been chipped out just now, and a haze flashed through his eyes.
After some deliberation, he spoke again:
"I...I was ordered by the chief, Gu Xuanlong, and Gu Shuai to go to various places to understand the situation."
"I am indeed Qingyu's cousin. I didn't know this white-haired beauty was your woman just now. I offended you a lot. I still hope Haihan."
"The nine people you just killed were my subordinates. They currently hold important positions in the army."
Ye Bufan has already thought about it, now he must endure it.
I plan to take this opportunity to divert trouble to the east.
Use Mo Qingyu's cousin's identity to plan something.
He wanted the handsome white-haired man in front of him to become an enemy of Ancient Xuanlong.
It would be best to become the kind of life-and-death enemy that never stops fighting.
So that both sides can fight to the death.
There is really no way, this man is too strong, and he, the Space God King, cannot be stable.
We can only find other ways to retaliate.
And that white-haired woman with stunning looks and hot figure is also extremely powerful.
The only way is to make them enemies with Ancient Xuanlong.
He would have a chance later to kill the man who robbed Mo Qingyu.
Ye Junmo glanced at Ye Bufan and knew he was lying.
Again, he pointed like a sword and slashed at him in the air.
There was another thin crack three feet long, heading towards Ye Bufan.
Ye Bufan was prepared in advance this time. No matter what it was, whether it was harmful to the body or not, he would naturally avoid it.
When Ye Junmo raised his hand, he began to turn sideways.
As a result, the body returned to the position it was in the previous second.
The silver-white crack was accurately cut into the body.
Ye Junmo looked at Ye Bufan and said coldly:
"Don't move. You should know that with your abilities, you can't escape my control."
Ye Bufan checked his body again and found nothing abnormal. He looked at Ye Junmo and frowned and asked:
"What the hell is that?"
Mo Qingyu, who was sitting on Ye Junmo's lap, seemed to notice some change in Ye Bufan.
Although Ye Bufan was beaten into a pig's head, his original appearance could not be recognized.
But Mo Qingyu felt that Ye Bufan seemed much older now.
If Ye Bufan was a 22-year-old butter student before.
He now looks like an adult in his thirties or forties.
and.
Mo Qingyu felt that Ye Bufan's voice seemed much duller at this time.
Although Ye Bufan's words were a bit leaky, she still vaguely heard it.
Mo Qingyu immediately turned her head and stared in shock at Ye Junmo, who was hugging her so close.
She thought of something
Two hair-thin, three-foot silver cracks had just cut into Ye Bufan's body.
Maybe it cut off Ye Bufan's lifespan?
Ye Junmo did not respond to Ye Bufan's question.
Instead, he met Mo Qingyu, who was looking at him in astonishment.
suddenly.
He kissed her directly.
Mo Qingyu wanted to push Ye Junmo away, she didn't want to spoil him in front of Ye Bufan.
But when she saw Ye Junmo's cold eyes staring at her.
My heart skipped a beat.
She felt that Ye Junmo seemed very angry at this time, as if he was venting his emotions.
Like a wild beast.
Seeing Ye Junmo like this, Mo Qingyu slowly stretched out her two tender white arms and put them around his neck in response.
Ye Bufan, who was kneeling on the ground, looked at the two of them.
He quickly lowered his head, not wanting to look.
Afraid of being unable to hold back and run away, his body was trembling constantly.
The fire of hatred in his eyes seemed to be about to be vented out.
A few minutes later.
When Mo Qingyu was almost out of breath, Ye Junmo let her go.
Mo Qingyu gasped and looked at Ye Junmo, who was watching her quietly with an indifferent expression.
Slowly she raised her hand to caress his cheek, and then suddenly hugged him.
Two lines of clear tears flowed from her eyes, also wetting Ye Junmo's clothes, and she sobbed softly in his ear:
"Jun Mo, let him go this time? Okay?"
Ye Junmo's abnormality made Mo Qingyu feel uneasy.
She guessed that Ye Junmo might have just heard what happened between her and Ye Bufan when she warned Ye Bufan in a low voice.
Sophie standing behind Ye Junmo.
After hearing Mo Qingyu's words, he glanced at Ye Bufan who was kneeling on the ground.
He looked at the tearful Mo Qingyu again and frowned.
Mo Qingyu actually cried for another man.
Is this because you are afraid that Jun Mo will be angry?
Ye Junmo felt the tears on his shoulders, and the killing intent flashed in his eyes.
Then he looked at Ye Bufan and asked:
"Is Long Yiren dead?"
Ye Bufan naturally didn't hear what Mo Qingyu just said.
He always lowered his head, fearing that Ye Junmo would notice the fire of hatred in his eyes.
At this time, when he heard that Yejun Mo Wenlong Yiren had a hint of doubt in his eyes, he asked in a low voice:
"How do you know Long Yiren?"
"Buzz."
Suddenly.
A violent pressure directly pushed Ye Bufan, who was caught off guard, to the ground.
Immediately afterwards.
Four more silver fissures cut into Ye Bufan's body.
Ye Junmo exhaled a breath of turbid air, feeling that his mental power had disappeared, and said coldly:
"I'm asking you, not you."
"If you dare to say one more nonsense, you will become a dead old man with limited mobility."
Ye Bufan, who was lying on the ground, finally discovered something abnormal about his body.
With a look of disbelief on his face, he tremblingly raised a pair of old, dry, and spotty palms, and roared sternly at Ye Junmo:
"What did you do to me? What did you do to me?"
Ye Bufan couldn't believe what he saw at this time.
He didn't understand why he had such strong hands.
At this time, it will be like that old bacon, with wrinkles and sallow skin.
"hehe."
Ye Junmo stared at Ye Bufan coldly, sneered, and said slowly:
"It's nothing, I just cut off two years of your life. Now you look like a hunchbacked old man in his seventies. Your actual age is now one hundred and forty-two years old."
The ability that Ye Junmo just used was the time power, time and years.
Time and years can cut off the longevity of a living being.
Now that he is at the sixth level, he can kill off at most two Jiazi's lifespan, which is one hundred and twenty years.
When Ye Bufan reaches the king's realm in the future, his longevity will increase, but his appearance will not change.
After reaching the king's realm, his appearance will be completely fixed in his current appearance, that is, the hunched-over appearance of an old man in his seventies.
The person with superpowers does not have any hidden injuries on his body.
Level 6 can live for two hundred years.
A king can live for a thousand years.
The emperor can live for five thousand years.
The quasi-emperor can live for ten thousand years.
The emperor can live for fifty thousand years.
If during this period of time, the realm has been at a certain stage, it has never been able to continue to improve.
When one's own Qi and blood are exhausted, that's when one's body will perish.
