Red pupils appear! Control time! The reborn daughter explodes

After all, Mo Wuchen is the emperor of the gods, and he needs to maintain peace among the three races.

If he were killed, Mo Wuchen would be the first to provoke a war.

What's more, it is a question whether Mo Wuchen can leave his territory.

Therefore, Mo Ji was certain that Mo Wuchen would not dare to attack him.

"Mo Wuchen, do you like Feng Jingyou? Why are you so nervous about her?"

Mo Ji was still talking to himself, not noticing the changes in Mo Wuchen's aura at all.

There was a cold look in Mo Wuchen's eyes, and at the same time he released endless pressure.

"I am only warning you once. If you dare to touch her again, don't blame me for being ruthless."

After he finished speaking, Mo Wuchen glanced at Mo Ji, his eyes flashed with a golden color, as cold as a pond.

Then, he put his arm around Feng Jingyou's waist and flew away from the demon clan.

Mo Ji wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, a hint of viciousness flashed in his eyes, and he looked in the direction where Mo Wuchen left, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

Mo Wuchen, I will definitely fight with you this time.

..

Mo Wuchen simply ignored all the demons and used his absolute strength to break open the gate of the demon clan.

Feng Jingyou placed his hand silently on Mo Wuchen's wrist, frowning.

Sure enough, he broke the barrier directly, which consumed a great deal of the energy in his body.

After a while, Mo Wuchen brought Feng Jingyou out of the demon clan.

"Did you come here this way?"

There was a hint of criticism in Feng Jingyou's voice, but more of it was filled with worry.

Mo Wuchen's voice was very calm and deep, his eyebrows were calm and indifferent: "Anxious."

Feng Jingyou was extremely serious:

"This will easily cause the death energy in your body to riot."

"Can you please consider your own health next time?"

Mo Wuchen and Feng Jingyou's eyes met, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled up.

He exerted a little force with his palm, pulling Feng Jingyou closer, and his warm breath sprinkled on her nose:

"Xiao You'er, are you concerned about me?"

His voice was lazy, with a hint of evil and a mellow flavor.

The bright moonlight sprinkled into Mo Wuchen's eyes, extremely gentle.

In an instant, Feng Jingyou felt her heartbeat quicken, as if something was knocking at her heart.

The atmosphere between the two became subtle.

Mo Wuchen looked at the person in front of him and felt that everything in the world seemed to have lost its color.

Only the red color on the tip of his heart is bright and dazzling.

"I just don't want you to get hurt."

Feng Jingyou slightly increased the distance between the two of them and calmed down.

Mo Wuchen smiled and changed the subject.

"I'll take you somewhere."

After he finished speaking, Mo Wuchen skillfully placed his hands in the right position and took Feng Jingyou to his "secret place".

a long time.

Mo Wuchen stopped at an exceptionally beautiful fairyland.

All you see are extremely beautiful trees, and in the breeze, the petals on the trees fall one by one.

The ground was also covered with flowers and plants, with a wisp of mist lingering above it.

Feng Jingyou just felt refreshed. After entering this fairyland, what else could he ask for in this life?

"Like it?"

Feng Jingyou looked at the beautiful scenery sideways, while Mo Wuchen stood with one hand behind his back and looked at her sideways.

"like."

Feng Jingyou slowly turned around and met Mo Wuchen's burning gaze.

There was extreme tenderness in his eyes, and the smile at the corners of his eyes deepened.

Under the moonlight, his slender, slightly cold hands with distinct joints slowly turned from behind his back to the front, and a bunch of gorgeous red flowers came into Feng Jingyou's eyes.

"This is Youwuhua, the only one in the world."

Mo Wuchen gently pushed the bouquet forward and handed it to Feng Jingyou.

Feng Jingyou slowly stretched out his right hand and took the bouquet.

"Did you grow this yourself?"

The fragrant smell hit her nose, and Feng Jingyou's mood became much better.

She had never seen such a unique flower.

"Ah."

Mo Wuchen responded softly.

"If you like, you can spend the rest of your life with it, with the flower," he paused, his eyes deepened: "with me."

Hearing the last two words, Feng Jingyou was suddenly startled. She raised her eyes and met Mo Wuchen's gaze, and they were speechless.

At this moment, she became more certain of her feelings.

a long time.

Mo Wuchen felt that what he said was not quite right, so he added:

"I think I need an empress."

"No, to be exact - it was your appearance that made me feel that I needed an empress."

Feng Jingyou's heart was shocked.

She saw her own reflection through his eyes. She was the only one in those deep eyes.

Feng Jingyou turned around and looked at this beautiful fairyland with a smile in the corner of his eyes:

"It's beautiful."

"I think I'll join you in drowning."

Mo Wuchen's pupils trembled. At this moment, he couldn't believe his ears.

He said excitedly: "Xiao You'er, what did you say?"

"I said..." Feng Jingyou moved closer to Mo Wuchen, his voice clear and pleasant, "I want to indulge with you."

Mo Wuchen exerted force and hugged Feng Jingyou into his arms. His strength was so great that it seemed as if he wanted to crush Feng Jingyou into pieces.

Feng Jingyou felt a sense of satisfaction he had never felt before.

She raised her hands slightly and responded to Mo Wuchen.

She was used to being alone, but the appearance of Mo Wuchen made her feel that she was no longer alone.

Instead of avoiding your feelings, admit them.

a long time.

Mo Wuchen realized that he had lost his composure and became much gentler in his movements.

He looked at the person in his arms with a gentle expression.

Xiao You'er, I have no regrets in this life because I have you.

I only wish we could be together for the rest of our lives.

This is my unchanging promise to you.

A breeze blew, and the petals on the tree fell, landing on the beauty and also in her heart.

From afar, the beauty and the beautiful scenery blend into one, like a beautiful painting.

At night, under the tree, we are emotional and we love each other.

..

The next day.

Mo Wuchen and Feng Jingyou returned to Huanhai Academy.

Feng Jingyou estimated the days and thought that if Xu Qing didn't give up his position, he would be punished by God.

"Junior sister...are you a human or a ghost?"

On the way, a man was so shocked that he was speechless after seeing Feng Jingyou.

He was a disciple of Xuan Wu and had met Feng Jingyou several times, so it was impossible for him to recognize the wrong person, but his junior sister... wasn't she dead?

Feng Jingyou narrowed her eyes slightly, not knowing what he meant.

The man breathed a sigh of relief after confirming again and again that Feng Jingyou was not a ghost.

"Huh, Junior Sister, I'm glad you're still alive."

"By the way, your master will hold a grand funeral for you tomorrow, and he also said that he will give up his throne to you."

"Go and stop them quickly. The whole sect thinks you are dead now."

The man told everything he knew.

Mo Wuchen's face was grim, and the temperature around him dropped by several degrees.

"Who said that?"

Just three words made the man feel the breath of death.

.. ..