I vow to prove to Mu Yan whether he can do it or not.

It’s unknown how long it’s dark or how long it’s brighter.

The sky darkens again, and the bright moon hangs high.

Mu Yan was already exhausted and fell asleep in Di Mingjue's arms.

Di Mingjue lowered his head, staring at the girl's sleeping face with gentle and focused eyes, and a gentle and doting kiss fell on Yanran's lips.

The tenderness in his eyebrows seemed to have used up all his tenderness and sweetness in his life.

Suddenly, his brows frowned, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

In his memory, except for Mu Yan, he had never fallen in love with any woman, nor had any close contact with any woman.

However, just as the moment he was united with Mu Yan's spiritual flesh, intermittent vague fragments flashed through his mind.

It was in a dark cave.

A man like a beast, with a young and tender girl.

The passionate love and breathing are intertwined into the most erotic intercourse.

At that moment, Di Mingjue felt vaguely that the man was him.

No, it's impossible!

The only thing he likes is Mu Yan, how could he have anything to do with a woman other than Mu Yan?

Di Mingjue's eyes turned cold, and then fell on Mu Yan, turning into bone-bending gentleness again.

If I don't leave you, you won't give up.

Yan Yan, this is what you said.

If I catch you, I will never let go again!

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The thunder clouds in the sky released their pressure on Di Mingjue. After the mountains swayed and the ground, they finally slowly dissipated.

Han Ye looked anxiously in the air. When he saw Ying Mei's figure slowly falling from the air, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, rushed over like a flying man, and hugged her in his arms.

Ying Mei's face was very pale, blood was spilled from the corners of her mouth, and her body was covered with scars caused by lightning burns.

Han Ye looked at the holes in her body and thrust in pain.

"Idiot, why are you crying?" Ying Mei showed a pale but disgusting smile. "I didn't even cry. You, a big man, actually shed tears? You are not embarrassed?"

Han Ye carefully fed Ying Mei the pill before wiping away her tears and said, "What kind of face did I have in front of you?"

Ying Mei was stunned after hearing this, then smiled slightly.

"Idiot, I can't walk anymore. Can you carry me?"

Han Ye was stunned for a moment and quickly smiled foolishly, "Okay, Xiaoying'er, I will carry you, it doesn't matter if I carry you for the rest of my life."

The two figures overlapped in the dark night and moved forward slowly.

"Where are Jun Shang and Miss Jun? Are they okay?"

Han Ye shook his head and said, "There is a blood contract between you and us. If something happens to you, we will definitely be able to sense it. Since the blood contract is intact now, it means you are fine."

Ying Mei frowned and said, "No matter what, we still have to find Miss Jun and the little master as soon as possible. I am afraid Miss Jun will be injured..."

Han Ye heard that Ying Mei was always talking about Miss Jun, and she felt a little delicious.

Why didn’t Xiaoyinger worry so much about herself?

The two returned to the ruined temple where the incident happened.

As a result, as soon as I entered the ruined temple, I heard indescribable sounds coming from it.

Han Ye looked inside and almost fell out of his eyes when he was so shocked that he didn't fall out.

I saw Gong Qianxue's naked body, her body covered with blue and purple marks.

He just leaned on a man and kept raising his head and chanting from time to time.

Next to Gong Qianxue, there was an ugly man who had already died foaming at his mouth.

And the man under Gong Qianxue was the sword edge whose hands and feet were cut off.
Chapter completed!