"Are you still there?"

He asked the behemoth in his heart, but after waiting for a long time, there was no response.

It's gone......

I don't know when it will appear again.

Jun Moyan sighed slightly in his heart, not knowing what he was disappointed in.

Maybe he was disappointed that he had too many questions to ask, and of course, even if he got its answer, he didn't dare to be sure of the authenticity of its answer.

After all, he still couldn't be sure if it really existed, or if it was just a dream he had......

Soon, the dusk was gone, the night was approaching, and Jun Moyan felt that everything around him was cold.

It's not that it's getting cold, it's that his body is getting cold.

Like, he's really going to die.

Wen Xiaoai said that Jun Moyan's body was so cold, so she asked Tsing Yi to get the bed blanket again and cover it on his waist.

Then he took a wet towel and got up again to wipe the black blood on Jun Moyan's back.

"Jun Moyan, if you don't wake up again, I may have to leave......"

Wen Xiaoai lowered her head and kept wiping her tears, feeling very aggrieved and scared.

When Tsing Yi heard Wen Xiaoai's words, he didn't take it seriously, just thought that Wen Xiaoai was talking to Jun Moyan about anger, deliberately scaring him and wanting him to wake up.

The same is true for Jun Moyan.

But they didn't know that what Wen Xiaoai said was really going.

Feeling that his life was passing little by little, fear and despair surrounded Jun Moyan, he was more helpless and scared than anyone else.

He was never afraid of death.

What he feared most was her tears.

I'm afraid that after she dies, she won't even be able to find her way home, and I'm afraid that she really won't even be able to eat well, and she will fall while walking......

is even more afraid that after his death, Ye Qi will replace him.

At this moment, Jun Moyan really wanted that he could be completely unconscious, and he was unconscious with his consciousness.

He really didn't dare to listen to Wen Xiaoai's cry anymore...... That's more torturous than any injury.

Muqi Mountain, a dangerous mountain located at the junction of the Demon Realm and the Underworld.

This was also a battlefield where the Demon Realm and the Underworld fought each other.

A dark shadow stood on the edge of the cliff at the top of the mountain, and the cold wind blew his robes and ruffled his long hair.

A man with a young and handsome face who couldn't tell his age at all looked at the peak hidden in the darkness in the distance, and then lowered his head slightly and looked at the bottomless black abyss below.

With a faint smile on his face, he was leisurely waiting for someone to arrive.

This person is Zuo Yan.

At this moment, his heart can be described as extremely rich.

Because soon, the person he has been looking for for a thousand years will appear.

The bottomless abyss under his feet evoked a certain memory in his heart, and Zuo Yan's eyes flashed the scene of the battle between the Demon Realm and the Underworld thousands of years ago......

And the night before the big battle, he actually went to the underworld by himself and made an agreement with someone......

Nie Jiuque would never have thought that in that battle, the reason why he would fall to the point of breaking the net with the other party was actually Zuo Yan secretly harming him.

The corners of Zuo Yan's mouth pulled up a smug smile.

Whenever he thinks of the invincible, the world's surrendered and feared Demon Venerable Nie Jiuque actually died at his hands, and his heart is unstoppably proud and happy.

And when he knew that Nie Jiuque's Yuan Shen had not fallen and had been reincarnated, after he was angry, he was actually more unwilling and excited.

Yes, it's excitement.

Because he wanted to kill him again with his own hands.

Because in the demon world, there can only be one king.

Because he is strict, he is no worse than anyone else, and he is unwilling to kneel down to him for the rest of his life and respect him as the king.