Chapter 1272: She Must Be My Wife Xiaoyu

And the people who know this ancient tomb are very limited, Wen people, Li family, Moyu may still have Miao people who moved away back then. Of course, it cannot be ruled out that there are other forces lurking in the shadows.

The four of them slowly approached the ancient temple, and there were no accidents along the way, and soon, they were close to the front, and the entire ancient temple was completely exposed to their vision.

The ancient temple is made of a square stone block, the stone is yellow and black, this kind of stone is everywhere around, it is obvious that there is not much preparation when the temple is built, the materials are selected on the spot, and the ancient temple shape is also very simple, ancient and clumsy, not to mention the beauty, at most it is simple and generous.

A little closer, a few people found that the walls outside the ancient temple were mottled, many places were broken, and the outermost layer of stone skin had been weathered, and it seemed that every inch of the place was full of traces of time.

Ian walked in the front, cautiously walked to the ancient temple, stretched out a finger, pressed against the broken temple door, and gently pushed.

Crunch

Suddenly, Ian felt as if he was being targeted by something, his hair exploded, his pupils contracted violently, the shadow of death shrouded him, he had even seen the smile of death, and at the last moment, Ian roared angrily, his state was fully open, and the joints around his body suddenly burst out with amazing power, and finally forcibly moved back a foot.

Almost at the same time, a sword light from the bottom to the top lit up, completely clinging to Ian's belly, the sharp cold light made him feel like falling into an ice cellar, he had no doubt that if his reaction was slower by a fraction of a second at that time, he would have been disemboweled, and his intestines would have flowed all over the ground!

"Hey, I can dodge it, and the reaction is not bad. ”

A surprised voice sounded, and the next moment, the temple door opened to both sides, and two people came out of the shadows, led by a man who looked like a boy, but the voice he made was very old.

But how experienced Wang Fan is? At a glance, he can see that he borrowed the corpse to return the soul, the dove occupies the magpie's nest, and the soul is not the original owner's, and it is the old ghost who took away the body of a boy.

The strange child held a jet-black dagger in his hand, so dark that the sunlight seemed to be swallowed up on it, but in the shadows it could merge with the environment, like a dormant poisonous snake.

This is an assassin's sword!

Wang Fan immediately made a judgment in his heart, and made the swordsman's swordsmanship very clever, the sword that had just been hidden behind the door to sneak attack Ian, was silent before the sword, and the murderous aura was exhausted, but the moment it stabbed out was as fast as lightning, thunderous, and the murderous aura was almost substantial.

If it weren't for the fact that Ian had come to investigate before and knew that there were living people nearby, so he was extremely cautious when pushing the door, and had also imagined that he would encounter an attack when he pushed the door open, he would never have been able to dodge this extremely powerful sword.

The outstanding descendant of the vampire family, the great Lord Ian, was almost killed by a sword!

Absolutely intolerable!

"You will pay with your life for this sword!"

Ian's voice was gloomy and low, his two eyes turned blood-red, and his two hideous fangs poked out of his lips, oozing cold, and the whole person looked strange and terrifying.

He immediately roared, and was about to rush up and fight for his life with the strange boy, this strange boy has most of his ability to assassinate and assassinate, if he hides in the shadows and waits for the opportunity to move, it will naturally make people sleepless and even frightened, but if it is a face-to-face confrontation like this, Ian will definitely not be afraid of him!

Really, Ian is a vegetarian? He's been drinking human blood as milk since he was a child.

The strange boy also immediately slashed his short sword and stared at Ian with a wary expression, ready to fight.

"Ian!" At this moment, Wang Fan suddenly shouted, "Calm down!

Ian hesitated, but he couldn't help but listen to Wang Fan's words, so he snorted heavily, reluctantly returned to Wang Fan's back, and then stared at the strange boy with defiant eyes.

"I've been looking for you, but I didn't expect to run into you here"

Wang Fan looked at the tall figure behind the strange boy, his eyes were complicated.

"It's Mrs. Xiaoyu. ”

Bai Qi in the back had already screamed, and Ian was stunned for a moment when he heard this, only then did he notice that the person standing behind him looked exactly the same as Xiaoyu, and even the usual style of his hair had not changed.

"Who are you?" Mo Yu frowned slightly, and said in a confused tone, "Why do you always pester...... What are the intentions of pestering me?"

"Are you really Xiaoyu?"

Wang Fan's eyes were blank, as if he was questioning and talking to himself.

"Who is Xiaoyu? I don't know, my name is Moyu! Please don't dwell on it in the future, otherwise don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless." ”

Mo Yu's tone was cold and authentic.

"If you don't have the slightest connection with Xiaoyu, why do you look exactly like my wife?" Wang Fan's expression was very serious, and the lines on his face were clear, as rigid as his words at this time, "I can now be sure that your current body belongs to my wife Xiaoyu, because I am too familiar with her, but I can't be sure if you are Xiaoyu, whether you have lost your memory, or whether it is another soul entirely, occupying Xiaoyu's body." ”

Speaking of the last sentence, Wang Fan's tone suddenly became terrifying, and the powerful aura on his body burst out unconcealably, and the whole person was close to storming away.

The strange boy's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly blocked in front of Xiao Yu, raised his short sword, and his eyes were resolute, it seemed that as long as Wang Fan took another step forward, he would die with Wang Fan!

No one knows Xiaoyu's status in Wang Fan's heart! No one can imagine how much heart he has for Xiaoyu, how many days and nights, he thinks that Xiaoyu can't sleep, and he doesn't want to wake up when he falls asleep, because he can only find her in his dreams.

Every time he recalls the days when he was with Xiaoyu day and night, his heart hurts so much that he can't breathe, because of those beautiful ...... Gone are gone.

"I said! I'm not Xiaoyu! I'm Moyu, I don't know you at all, and I can't be your wife!"

Unexpectedly, Mo Yu was not weak at all in the face of Wang Fan's strength, and a pair of beautiful eyes looked directly at Wang Fan without fear, and his tone was still firm, without a little wave.

Wang Fan was stunned, the terrifying aura slowly retracted, he looked at Mo Yu's beautiful face blankly, his eyes seemed to be puzzled and struggling.

Although Xiao Yu is gentle and considerate, obedient to him in every way, and is a really good wife, sometimes she is very persistent, even in the face of herself, Xiao Yu will not back down.

At that time, as soon as the two were at a stalemate, Xiao Yu would show this kind of look, he was very familiar with it!

That's right, she's definitely Xiaoyu, but for various reasons she lost her memories of when she was with me......

Wang Fan knew that his judgment might be a little ridiculous, just one look can distinguish the soul?

But he trusts his instincts, she is Xiaoyu, yes!

Mo Yu must be my wife, she is my little jade! Wang Fan shouted in his heart.

(End of chapter)