Red pupils appear! Control time! The reborn daughter explodes

Feng Jingyou thought for a moment and said word by word:

"Pure and serene, soul-devouring and shocking."

"Lonely Soul, how is it?"

"The Silent Soul Army! The Silent Soul Army! The Silent Soul Army!" The high-pitched voices became louder and louder, and everyone's emotions were raised to a commanding height.

Feng Jingyou looked at the excited crowd and continued, "We will build a new faction, named Silent Soul Palace. After a month, we will make a name for ourselves in this continent."

..

Everything changed overnight.

Wei Yan disappeared, and the Palace of Silent Souls rose.

Feng Jingyou returned to the academy as if nothing had happened.

Wei Yan’s death caused a huge stir in the academy, but for some reason, it was eventually suppressed.

Only Gongsun Ya knew that this matter was related to Feng Jingyou, but she could only feel angry. With her strength, how could she fight against Feng Jingyou?

After Feng Jingyou dealt with Wei Yan, she had some free time for the past few days. She used this time to take care of all the affairs of the Silent Soul Palace.

night.

The last demon was also destroyed by Mo Wuchen's hand.

Seeing that all these evil demons had been wiped out, Mo Yi and Mo Er returned to Mo Wuchen again.

"Emperor, are you going back to the God Clan now?"

Mo Yi asked respectfully.

Mo Wuchen thought for a moment and said, "Go to the human race."

After hearing this, Mo Er lowered his eyes and said, "Is the Emperor going to abandon us to look for a beauty again?"

Mo Wuchen glanced over, and Mo Er was so scared that he quickly shrank his head: "No, no, no, Emperor, I didn't say anything."

After hearing this, Mo Yi's eyes turned dark.

"Forgive me for speaking frankly."

"Emperor, are you approaching her because of the aura of death in your body, or because you like her?"

Of course, Mo Yi thought it was the latter and hoped it was the latter.

After all, he wanted Mo Wuchen to be happy.

Mo Wuchen narrowed his eyes slightly, and the aura around him instantly became dangerous.

Mo Er stood aside with his teeth bared, waiting for Mo Yi to be punished.

But who would have thought that Mo Wuchen said nothing, just glanced at Mo Yi, waved his sleeves, and disappeared on the spot.

"Emperor! Have you forgotten something?" Mo Er stood there in a daze, shouting in the direction where Mo Wuchen left.

"That's not right, Mo Yi, the Emperor favors you, why don't you have to be punished?"

Mo Yi glanced at Mo Er calmly: "Because you have no brains."

"You are stupid. The Emperor just likes that human girl. I saw it first!"

Mo Yi no longer said anything to Mo Er. He just looked at the direction where Mo Wuchen was going and muttered to himself, "I hope the Emperor can see his heart clearly this time."

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At this time, Huanhai Academy.

Feng Jingyou was looking out the window when suddenly, a familiar, crisp fragrance wafted into her nose.

She didn't look up, but quietly poured a cup of tea and pushed it across from her.

The next moment, Mo Wuchen appeared here.

He sat down slowly and looked at the person in front of him.

She was dressed in white, which matched his current attire perfectly.

Feng Jingyou likes red clothes during the day, just like she is, cold, elegant and beautiful; but at night, Feng Jingyou seems to prefer the cool white.

Without the disguise she wore during the day, she now always had a vague sense of fragility.

Suddenly, Mo Yi's words rang in Mo Wu's mind: "Emperor, are you close to her because of the aura of death in your body, or because you like her?"

At this moment, a cold moonlight happened to shine on Feng Jingyou, adding a hazy feeling to her.

Why on earth did he approach her again and again?

Is it really because she can suppress the aura of death in him?

Mo Wuchen looked out the window. The moonlight was like water, and there was silence.

He withdrew his gaze and looked at Feng Jingyou opposite him with a firm look.

At this moment, he was sure that he liked her.

"Is everything alright?"

Feng Jingyou spoke, breaking the silence between the two.

"Ah."

Mo Wuchen uttered a single syllable, then looked at Feng Jingyou with a smile in his eyes, his voice carrying a charming aura:

"Xiao You'er, do you miss me?"

Feng Jingyou said two words without thinking:

"Think about it."

After these words were spoken, the two of them were stunned.

Mo Wuchen didn't expect Feng Jingyou to answer like this, but Feng Jingyou spoke out his inner thoughts.

I did think about it, for some unknown reason.

"If you don't come back, how can I help you hide tomorrow's mission?"

Feng Jingyou thought about it and added another sentence.

There was an obvious flash of disappointment in Mo Wuchen's eyes.

Never mind, take your time.

"Wei Yan is dead, so the mission that was originally assigned to Wei Yan's disciples was assigned to us."

"Ah."

Mo Wuchen replied calmly.

"uncomfortable?"

Feng Jingyou frowned slightly when he saw that something was wrong with Mo Wuchen.

Mo Wuchen shook his head: "It's okay, maybe I'm a little tired."

"Let me take you back to your room to rest."

After saying this, Feng Jingyou wanted to help Mo Wuchen back without saying anything else.

Mo Wuchen was about to refuse, but then he changed his mind and pretended to be tired, leaning on Feng Jingyou.

Feng Jingyou: "..."

Mo Yi and Mo Er who were peeking outside: "..."

"Maybe the old injury has relapsed a little bit," Mo Wuchen frowned slightly, "It will be fine after a short rest."

Feng Jingyou was a little worried. No wonder Mo Wuchen smelled of blood when he came in just now.

"Let me help you to the bed to rest first."

After saying that, Feng Jingyou helped Mo Wuchen to her own bed, took his hand, and wanted to check him.

But Mo Wuchen directly controlled her arm: "It's okay."

Taking advantage of this gap, Mo Wuchen's left hand moved slightly.

Mo Yi and Mo Er outside saw this scene clearly and couldn't help but give a thumbs up to Mo Wuchen.

Feng Jingyou ignored Mo Wuchen's obstruction, pressed it down directly and began to check.

"The energy in your body is unstable. Have you just been in a battle?"

Mo Wuchen nodded obediently.

After hearing this, Feng Jingyou's eyes flashed with a trace of heartache: "Wait a moment, I'll go out and prepare some medicine for you."

After saying that, Feng Jingyou left here quickly.

Mo Yi and Mo Er took advantage of Feng Jingyou's absence to come to Mo Wuchen.

"Emperor, we are here to give you some books"

After saying that, Mo Er placed the books on the bed.

Mo Wuchen glanced at it lightly: "Seventy-two Strategies of Love" and "Silk Love Storybook"...

There are even some...

The aura around Mo Wuchen quickly weakened. Seeing this, Mo Yi and Mo Er hurriedly left before Mo Wuchen could say anything.

After running for a long distance and making sure that Mo Wuchen would not chase him, Mo Er breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mo Yi, you are so stuffy. I didn't expect you have read so many secret books."

Mo Yi: “…”

"But the Emperor should really learn this, otherwise the road to finding a wife will be long."

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