Nian Junyao felt relieved when he saw that he didn't have much grudge. He said this, just reminding Yan Hui to pay more attention to the Demon King. If he was really a rival in love, the Demon King would definitely not leave Yan Hui's life.

"Why are you involved with him?" Nian Junyao sighed, and a little sad. Feng Liangzheng was in the Demon Realm, and they didn't know what was going on. They were still trapped in the Kunlun Mirror.

The Demon King was in Youzhou City, and I don’t know where. Alan’s life and death were uncertain. There was always a demonic energy lingering on his body. He and Yan Hui kept crossing and inputting spiritual power to him.

"Why does Alan need so much spiritual power?" Nian Junyao was confused. He had already protected Alan's heart veins. Why did he still need so much spiritual power? He almost exhausted his and Yan Hui's spiritual power.

"He was too seriously injured." Yan replied, feeling a little strange, but he couldn't say it. At this moment, Xue Lan woke up, his eyelashes moved slightly, and his fingers also had some strength to grab Nian Junyao's fingers.

"Alan..." Nian Junyao was ecstatic and looked down at him. He kept holding Xue Lan's body and lying in his arms, so that he could sleep more peacefully.

Xue Lan seemed to have not realized that she could survive. She looked at Nian Junyao in surprise, her eyes were fascinated. His mouth moved and his voice was hoarse, "Big...Brother..."

The tone was a little low and a little painful. A trace of water filled his eyes, and I don’t know where the pain was.

Nian Junyao hurriedly helped him and subconsciously coaxed him, "Alan, what's wrong? Where is it uncomfortable? Don't worry, when Ajin comes back from the barrier, we will leave Kunlun Mirror and take a good rest after we go home."

"Brother, are you okay?"

Nian Junyao shook his head, "Brother is fine. If there is such a thing next time, I will ignore you. You and Ajin are my younger brothers and sisters. I will stand in front of you and will not let you have any trouble. Don't be so reckless next time, do you know?"

Xue Lan pressed her head and revealed a piece of her fair neck. Her ears were burning red for some reason, as if she was ashamed and introspectively reflecting, "Brother, I was wrong, I've caused you trouble."

The geese return, "..."

Is this Xue Lan?

Why does it look like a different person? Xue Lan clenched her fist and was trembling all over. Nian Junyao thought he was in pain again and was about to lose spiritual power for him. Xue Lan jumped up like a fish burned by boiling oil, "Brother, don't!"

Nian Junyao, “A Lan?”

Yan Hui narrowed her eyes, and there was a little danger, "Xue Lan, he is inside you, isn't he?"

Xue Lan's face turned pale, Nian Junyao also realized something, and his eyes gradually became dangerous and frightened. They knew too well who Yan Hui was referring to, the devil's clone, on Xue Lan.

It’s really a centipede worm that dies without being stiff!

The stern shadow of Yan Hui was ready to move. Nian Junyao was afraid that he would be impulsive and asked hurriedly, "Alan, is he sober in your consciousness? What did he say?"

Xue Lan's lips were pale. He suddenly raised his head, and a tear fell from the corner of his eyes, revealing his fair and slender neck, "Brother, kill me."

There was no wind and snow in the Kunlun Mirror layer, and the temperature was moderate, but Nian Junyao and Yanhui felt cold all over.

They clearly felt Xue Lan's pain and struggle.

They may not even tell when Xue Lan and when the Demon King is talking.
Chapter completed!