Lan Qingyu let Mo Yao hold her, she didn't push away, and didn't say anything. Mo Yao smiled softly, "Little Feather, are you shy? It's been a few days since we last met. Do you miss your husband? Your husband misses you very much."

Lan Qingyu suddenly felt terrible. This man was really shameless.

Lan Qingyu pushed Mo Yao away and pointed at Dean Mo Ye, "Mo Yao, can you please be more careful? Didn't you see that fellow looking at me viciously?!"

Mo Yao glanced at Dean Mo Ye, who was as soft as a ball, and said in a wicked voice, "Don't worry, little Feather. How could your husband let a beast that is neither human nor ghost survive? Especially since he almost took your life, how could I let him stay!"

Lan Qingyu looked at Dean Mo Ye, "What happened to him?"

Mo Yao sneered, "What's wrong, Little Feather, I will not allow anyone who hurt you to live in peace, no matter who it is!"

"What did you do to him?"

"It's useless!" Mo Yao said domineeringly.

A warm current flowed through Lan Qingyu's heart, and her eyes became gentle when she looked at Mo Yao. The smile on her lips was restrained, but it couldn't hide Mo Yao's good mood.

Dean Huankong and others came up to them, but Dean Huankong and Dean Shangran didn't say a word.

Instead, the old man in gray clothes and white hair beside them stood up, walked to Dean Mo Ye, and restored Dean Mo Ye, who was wrapped like a ball, to his original appearance. During this time, the old man's eyes looked helpless and guilty, which was heartbreaking to watch.

"Master, Master..." Mo Ye looked at the old man in gray clothes and white hair in front of him with difficulty, and the emotions in his eyes were revealed uncontrollably.

Seeing this, Lan Qingyu looked at Mo Yao in confusion, but Mo Yao smiled so charmingly that Lan Qingyu almost fell in love with him.

"Hey! Do you know you are wrong?" the old man asked with a sigh.

Dean Mo Ye's eyes, which were originally a little dazed, suddenly became clear when he heard these words. He shouted hysterically, "You are not the master. The master is dead. Who are you? How dare you pretend to be my master? Do you think this dean is easy to bully?"

Dean Moye struggled to get up from the ground, his terrified and unbelievable eyes looking around. When he saw Dean Huankong, he rushed over and said, "You must be pretending, Huankong. You are really not a human. In order to make me give up revenge, you actually asked someone to pretend to be my master. You are too much, you know that."

Huankong let Dean Moye grab his collar without resisting.

Dean Shang Ran saw Dean Mo Ye was very emotional. She stopped him and said worriedly, "Second Senior Brother, don't be like this. Master is indeed not dead. Second Senior Brother, don't blame Senior Brother. Senior Brother has concealed it for so many years for Master. The current Master is no longer the powerful Master of the past. You can crush the current Master to death with just one finger."

Dean Shangran felt heartbroken when she saw Dean Moye was trying to kill her.

They are all my relatives and family.

Now faced with this situation, she didn't know how to explain it.

Dean Shang Ran used great force to separate the people, pushing Dean Mo Ye several meters away, even to the ground. Seeing Dean Mo Ye like this, she ran to Mo Ye's side worriedly, hugged Dean Mo Ye tightly, and sobbed, "Second Senior Brother, you can't hate, don't blame. Junior Sister watched you spend so many years in hatred, and Junior Sister couldn't bear it, but Second Senior Brother, Master has become like this now, all because of you!"

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