With a sneer that seemed to carry the majesty of all things proudly, the golden aura fell from the sky like thunder, and a golden figure slowly fell from the clouds like a god, and behind him, six golden angel wings facing each other moved without wind, revealing a cold and shocking metallic luster.

It was an angel, who looked to be in his twenties, with short golden hair, his body wrapped in heavy dark golden armor, and the face of a handsome young man, with a cold and majestic smile at the moment, like an old cat that had found a mouse, looking at the old man on the ground wrapped in black mist.

This young man looks very handsome, but this handsomeness makes people a little afraid to look at it directly, because the weight of the evil aura that lingers around this angel is that the demons who almost crawled out of the abyss are a little out of the way.

Just by lowering his body, the air around him seemed to suddenly turn into solid gold, and an aura that seemed to suffocate even his soul slowly fell with a sense of oppression like mountains and rivers, and a few nearby trees exploded into pieces with a pop.

"Seraphic Tai'an...... You have been chasing the old man for so long like a fart and still biting it, what do you mean, you are not annoyed by the old man! The old man raised his head and looked at the slowly descending war angel, his dry face twitching slightly hidden under the black mist.

The terrifying coercion from Tai'an, when it came into contact with the black mist surging around the old man, dissipated like ice and snow melting, as if it would not affect him at all.

Suddenly, the old man's eyes looked in Mo Wuchen's direction with a cold look, a look of surprise flashed on his face, and then his face became very difficult to look at. Because Mo Wuchen's previous location was already empty, not to mention Mo Wuchen's figure, even the small black round ball was gone.

And Mo Wuchen had inadvertently wrapped the ghost wolf skin around the bead before, so although this old man had the means to the sky, there was no way to determine the whereabouts of the bead.

And even if it is confirmed, what if it is confirmed? Now that he is being targeted by this terrible and hateful evil star, he is afraid that he will fall into his hands if he is not careful, and he has no time to take care of this thing.

"Hey, cunning underground rat, your existence is the greatest desecration of this world, and this reason is enough for us to exterminate you, even if it is to hunt down the ends of the earth." Tai'an's face flashed with a cruel smile, his left hand flashed, and a two-handed giant axe appeared in his hand, the blade of the axe was cold and seeping, as if even the sky could split one in half.

"This is the human realm, although the nearest small village is dozens of miles away, but the aftermath of the battle between the two of us will definitely be affected, and if you don't get it, it will cause more lives to be destroyed, you ...... Do you really want to make a move? The old man's eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes flashed with jealousy, and he said in a deep voice.

"Hmph, it's an honor to be able to sacrifice to slay the demon. Don't talk nonsense, suffer death! Tai'an laughed loudly, and unleashed the terrifying power belonging to the Seraphic Angel without any scruples, and in an instant, the trees within a radius of thousands of meters, along with the low-level demonic beasts that were suppressed by Wei'an's aura and couldn't even stand up with their bodies, were all destroyed by a terrifying aura, and in the blink of an eye, the woods that originally covered the sky and the sun were left with only a mess of bare soil.

"Crazy! Lunatic! The old man hates madmen the most in his life! The old man's face flashed with black anger, and he scolded angrily, in the face of this unreasonable angel who acted more unscrupulously than the devil, although the old man was not without the strength to fight, but ...... No one would want to fight a useless battle with a war-thirsty madman. Therefore, the only thing the old man can do is to run!

Therefore, when Tai'an began to accumulate strength, the old man's body moved, turned into a gray light, and fled quickly in the direction of the periphery, Tai'an's face flashed, his wings moved slightly, turned into a golden sword, and chased after him with a devastating aura explosion all the way.

Eventually, everything around them returned to their original silence, and the only thing left was a mess within a radius of several thousand meters, which seemed to be a silent indictment of the brutality and ferocity of the perpetrators.

And by a river pond near the place where the incident occurred, the original calm was broken by a sudden white light, and the next moment, a figure was poured out by the white light, and fell to the ground unconsciously, still tightly clutching the wolf skin wrapped in a black ball the size of a fist in his hand.

However, before it could fall to the ground, the person's body quickly turned into a point of light and disappeared......

……

Pain.

In the misty memory, there was a sharp pain like hell in a sea of swords and fire.

It was as if the body and consciousness had been ruthlessly torn apart from the inside out, shattered, and then turned into the tiniest speck of dust in the universe.

Mo Wuchen didn't know how many times he had been unconscious, and he didn't know if he was still alive, at this time, he only had the most primitive instinct left.

A vegetative instinct.

Physically and mentally, under the long devastation, I don't know how many times they have been destroyed.

But no matter how many times, the mark in the depths of his soul seemed to have turned into a stubborn stone that was indestructible, always protecting the last trace of Mo Wuchen's consciousness from collapsing in the long torment.

Finally...... The pain slowly faded away.

At this time, Mo Wuchen still did not have any independent consciousness, and the fragments all over the spiritual world slowly condensed under the traction of a strange force with a faint fragrance and coolness, and the originally broken spirit was slowly repaired in a long time......

Finally, Mo Wuchen's sea of knowledge regained its original vitality, and Mo Wuchen's eyes opened suddenly and instinctively.

What catches your eye is a dark space and a ceiling with crystal chandeliers.

Here it is......

Mo Wuchen looked at the ceiling blankly, at this time, the recovered memories quickly poured into Mo Wuchen's mind like a tide, Mo Wuchen closed his eyes, and slowly digested these memories that were as strange as a different world.

At the end of the memory, he stayed at his "death" under the double side effects of the pain caused by the black fog infusion and the collapse caused by mental overdraft.

I...... Dead, ...... again Alive?

It's hard to imagine that I "died" twice in one day, and ...... It's all in the game......

Mo Wuchen suddenly wanted to laugh three times, but the spirit of the weak Dao Extreme couldn't order his body to make this action at all.

Suddenly, Mo Wuchen felt something strange.

Well? What's stirring in your mouth?

Mo Wuchen felt that there seemed to be a small and delicate marshmallow stirring in his mouth, cool and moist, with a faint hint of addictive sweetness, like the sweetest liquor spring in the world, and when Mo Wuchen's gaze moved down, the scene that came into view suddenly made Mo Wuchen jump up violently like an electric shock.

"Yiyiyiyiya, what are you doing!" Mo Wuchen's eyes widened in horror, looking at Illya, who was sitting on the bed with her legs crossed, with a puzzled expression. The liquid shone faintly in the faint light that leaked in through the window.

"Daddy is asleep, wake him up." Illya smiled innocently, and then suddenly threw herself into Mo Wuchen's arms, and Mo Wuchen felt an unimaginable force coming at him, as if he was facing an ultra-high-speed train that was sprinting towards him with all his might.

Before Mo Wuchen could recover his senses, Illya's small body crushed him to the ground.

Good, so heavy! How is this possible!? Mo Wuchen looked at Illya in disbelief. Sitting on top of herself, that small body that was unbearable to grasp, there was a terrifying gravity like a mountain, no matter how Mo Wuchen struggled, Illya's body was like a towering five-fingered mountain, and she couldn't break free from her body at all.

What's going on, although Mo Wuchen wants to figure it out in front of him, but now this is not the point!

"Elijah, get off me quickly!" Mo Wuchen's face at the moment is very exciting, as a father, he was pushed down by his own daughter, what is this called? Besides, the current state of the two, if Ye Feng didn't knock on the door and came in, he saw this thought-provoking scene in front of him.

With Ye Feng's big-mouthed nature that couldn't hide words in his stomach, Mo Wuchen couldn't imagine what would happen next.

However, with Ye Feng's character, I'm afraid it's more likely that he will be so jealous that he can't eat......

"Dad, it's not okay yet, it's not done yet~"

Illya lifted her hanging white hair, ignoring Mo Wuchen's struggles and orders, and then saw Illya lean down, holding Mo Wuchen's face, and her small and delicate cherry lips were accurately pasted.

A sense of comfort that is not like the world, with the coolness and fragrant fragrance of the quiet people, hit his heart, making Mo Wuchen tremble subconsciously, like a wonderful dream that makes people unable to extricate themselves, and it seems to be the best wine that people can't stop.

Mo Wuchen wanted to push Illya away, but the confinement from Ilya made Mo Wuchen unable to move except for his eyeballs. Soon, Mo Wuchen felt that his spiritual world had also begun to become unusually cool, the spiritual platform was clear, and his heart was like a mirror, as if someone was carefully cleaning his spiritual world with water.

Mo Wuchen didn't realize that on the lips of himself and Illya, strands of black threads as thin as spider silk were continuously drawn out of Mo Wuchen's body, and then injected into Illya's body, and then quickly eliminated by the white light in Illya's body.

But while clearing those black lines, the white light in Illya's body was also fading rapidly......

Half an hour passed, and finally, with a slight sound of water, the lips of the two finally parted, bringing up a slender silver thread that evoked reverie.

Mo Wuchen suddenly found that the power that imprisoned him disappeared without a trace, but when Mo Wuchen saw Illya's appearance, he was surprised to find that she was supporting her soft body with her hands, and the elegant and cute little dimples were covered with a sickly flush at the moment, and a weak gasp, with a slight sense of pain, hit Mo Wuchen's face.

At this time, Illya was so weak that she was almost in shock!

"Illya, what's wrong with you! Is that...... Life Cycle Overdraft! Mo Wuchen felt a pang of regret in his heart, and he didn't care about blaming or thinking about the reason, so he quickly picked her up and gently put her down on the bed, and then found an injection gun and a small fast-acting nutrient solution from the drawer of the bedside table.

This is something that is prepared to cope with some special situations. Mo Wuchen grasped the dosage of nutrients at an eight. Nine-year-old. The amount that Tong could bear, and then poured the nutrient solution into Illya's arm.

However, ten minutes passed, and Illya's condition did not improve.

"What's going on? It's impossible. Mo Wuchen looked at the instructions of the liquid medicine, and was so anxious that he jumped up and down, scratching his ears and cheeks.

Once upon a time, I would rush into such virtue for a little girl who had only known her for less than a day.

"Dad...... Father. ”

There was a weak soft cry from Illya on the bed, Mo Wuchen threw away the injection gun and the liquid, walked a few steps to the bed and half-squatted down, grabbed Illya's weak and boneless little hand, and said with a smile: "Illya, don't be afraid, with Dad here, Dad will definitely not let you have anything to do." Trust Dad! ”

Illya smiled weakly, and her other hand gently covered the back of Mo Wuchen's hand.

"Dad, always, the best."

"Good, Dad will definitely cure you, Dad knows that there is a place where he can definitely ......" Mo Wuchen took out his mobile phone, took out a brand new phone card from a small box on the bedside table and replaced it, and without hesitation, he wanted to broadcast the phone number that he had always been reluctant to call, and he thought that he would never be able to call.

The only place that Mo Wuchen could think of was the unknown disease of Illya the fastest.

However, just as Mo Wuchen pressed out his phone number and was about to broadcast it, Illya, who was lying on the bed, bit her lips lightly, suddenly grabbed a puppet next to her and threw it hard into Mo Wuchen's hand, and suddenly knocked the mobile phone in Mo Wuchen's hand out of her hand.

"Dad, no, Illya won't go anywhere......" Illya said weakly with a little tear in the corner of her eye. Then she thought about it, but said something that made Mo Wuchen scratch his head.

"Don't Trust the Angels......"

"What do you mean? Wait, that ...... It's ......" Mo Wuchen's gaze suddenly froze and stayed on Illya's head, where a dim golden circle of light floated there quietly, standing out in the dark room.