Phantom Night felt his heart being cramped, it turned out that he would really be in pain!

I don't know how long it took, Phantom Night began to feel that the air flow was not smooth, and the demonic energy could not be infused into her body, and began to flow frantically against the current.

And Mu Yan felt that her body and soul seemed to be pulling fiercely, and the pain in her whole body made her tears overflow.

She really wanted Phantom Night to kill her, but he wouldn't, he wanted her body.

But why did she go so long, after the spasms and piercing pain all over her body, there was still no sign of leaving her body.

How long will it take? How long will this pain last?

"Mu Yan, how are you feeling?" His hoarse voice pulled back into her mind once more.

Phantom Night became more and more confused, and after repeated attempts, it still didn't work.

Even he felt that she was about to lose power!

Mu Yan felt that his throat was blocked, but he couldn't speak, his dry lips were trying to open and close, and he squeezed out a few words intermittently, "Still... Want... Many... Long? ”

Phantom Night was slightly stunned, this question, he is difficult to answer now, according to normal words, half an hour should be over, but now it has been an hour.

Her body and soul seemed to be trying to separate, but they couldn't be separated.

Mu Yan also felt weird, at that time in the Youhe Forest, didn't Jun Li easily let her soul leave her body? Why is it so hard now?

She felt that there was an inexplicable power that prevented her soul from leaving her body, but Lian Xian Ding wanted to forcibly pull her out, the two forces were tearing, and she could bear all the pain alone.

Mu Yan thought to herself, maybe this is how it feels when the five horses are separated, but she can't be separated by force.

Finally, she couldn't help but shout, "It hurts! ”

The voice was trembling and hoarse, so low that it was almost inaudible, but Phantom Night heard it clearly, and his heart trembled, and he was so startled that he took his palm off her back and gently held her.

The bottom of his eyes was confused and confused, "Who are you?" ”

When his palm left and no longer injected demonic energy, Mu Yan felt a lot more relaxed, and she smiled bleakly, "Who should I say I am?" ”

The phantom night stared at her, her face was unusually white, and the spiritual power began to collapse, only to see the slightest trace of spiritual power slowly flowing out of her body, turning into colorful spiritual energy, filling the Immortal Refining Ding.

Mu Yan looked at the spiritual power that kept gushing out, her liver hurt unbearably, she finally reached the cultivation of the sixth order, is this going to defeat her once?

On second thought, what else do you want to cultivate? He was about to die, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but sneer.

Feeling his heart being withdrawn, Phantom Night looked at her fixedly, and asked again, "Who are you?" ”

His voice was already choked, urgent and flustered, Mu Yan raised his eyes to look at her, and his hand holding her trembled violently.

She smiled lightly, "Does she look the same as me?" Is it called Yan Yan? ”

"Yan Yan?" He squinted, his brows furrowed in bewilderment, and after a moment he had a splitting headache.

"Well, Jun Li called me like this, is the Yan Yan he called her a long time ago?"

He was already tired from speaking, Mu Yan closed his eyes weakly, and at the moment he was cold and convulsively painful.

Phantom Night only felt a bang in her brain, as if she wanted to confirm again, "You mean Junli called you Yanyan?" Does he mean he's your husband? ”

Husband? Mu Yan didn't speak, her lips pursed, but a gentle smile appeared in the corners of her eyes.

Phantom Night was stunned for a moment, he took her into his arms, his face slowly approached, and gently pressed against her face, looking pained.