Di Mingjue's eyebrows and eyes were covered with a strong sense of shock and murderous intent.

He said in a deep voice: "I want to teleport back to the extreme realm first. Yan Yan..."

Di Mingjue's eyes fell on Mu Yan's face, and reluctance flashed in his eyes, but immediately restrained all his emotions and said lightly: "Don't go to Jiyu for the time being, go back to Xiaoyao Sect. When I handle the matter of Jiyu, I will come back to find you."

Chu Moli's face slowly calmed down, "Teacher Mo, what happened?"

Di Mingjue did not answer him, but grabbed Mu Yan's hand, snatched it gently, and then reached out to smooth out the scattered hair on her face.

Chu Moli heard his cold and indifferent voice, "It's nothing, I need to clean up a little portal."

After pausing, Di Mingjue said, "After returning to Xiaoyao Sect, immediately inform the Demon Lord about what happened in the Jiuli Tribe. Be sure to let him protect Mu Yan. In the past three months, no one will disturb her."

Chu Moli nodded.

"Where is Li Wuran?"

Chu Moli: "I don't know that after the Jiuli tribe was burned, he disappeared."

After saying this, he frowned and looked at Di Mingjue.

I always feel that Teacher Mo is very strange at this time.

He looked at the junior sister with too much reluctance to give up, as if this separation was a perfect separation.

"Teacher Mo?"

Di Mingjue came to his senses and turned to look at him, "After returning to Xiaoyao Sect, open up all the mountain protection formations. If you encounter danger or accidents in the future, I cannot come in time. You... will ask Luo Yunxiao for help."

Chu Moli couldn't believe his ears.

He turned his head slightly and couldn't help asking, "Teacher Mo, who did you just say we asked for help?"

Teacher Mo, a jealous maniac, actually asked his junior sister to ask her lover for help?

Even though Chu Mo's cleverness was far more cunning than the others in the Xiaoyao Sect, he couldn't help but suspect that he was hallucinating.

Di Mingjue glanced at him, didn't say anything, and his figure disappeared from the spot instantly.

The silence returned to the room.

Chu Moli looked at Mu Yan who was sleeping on the bed and frowned slightly.

What happened would make the Emperor Jiyu change his face.

He even asked his uncle for help.

Chu Moli's eyes suddenly condensed.

I saw the Void Spirit Ring on Mu Yan's finger flashing for a moment, and finally returned to silence.

...

The Divine Flying Boat sailed in the sky for another two days and two nights.

Finally, I stopped in front of the Xiaoyao Gate's station.

Because of Di Mingjue's abnormality, Chu Moli simply did not put the mortals in the Xiazhong District in the extreme realm, but threw them to the [Shenlemen] next to Xiaoyao Gate and let them participate in the construction of the Shenlemen with the punished monks.

"Second Brother Third Junior Sister, you are finally back!!"

Sensing the breath, the people from Xiaoyao Sect who were originally practicing in seclusion rushed out one after another.

However, after seeing Mu Yan's situation, the few people changed their faces.

"Last brother, what's going on with the junior sister?"

"Mother!"

Xiaobao suddenly rushed to Mu Yan's bed, his face turned pale, but this time he did not cry.

Chu Moli said lightly: "The little junior sister swallowed the yellow spring fruit and would not wake up after at least three months."

He briefly explained what happened in the Jiuli tribe.

"I don't know what happened in the Jiyu, but if it weren't for it, Teacher Mo would never leave such a junior sister."
Chapter completed!