He still clearly remembered that Mo Yan was in the power of refining at that time, and his eyes were red with pain.

Before becoming a god soldier completely, she screamed with the last of her strength.

She said, Shao Hao, if he returns, I will definitely wash the Protoss in blood and repay you with a hundredfold and thousandfold pain.

At that moment, he saw the intense hatred in her eyes.

She hates Shaohao, and she hates it too much.

So now...... Does she hate him?

He didn't know, he didn't dare to think deeply.

On the one hand, he felt that he could not be forgiven, and on the other hand, he did not want to lose her like this...... He couldn't lose her, even if he was hated, he couldn't let her go.

He was even more unwilling to bear the fruits of Shaohao's planting like this.

He is not Shaohao, he is Jun Muhan.

But he ...... can't erase the soul that belongs to Shaohao......

Originally, he selfishly wanted to erase everything in the past and let her know nothing, so he tried his best to hide her, but after all, he couldn't escape the arrangement of fate.

Mo Yan finally opened her eyes slowly, but the sharp pain in her wrist made her frown slightly.

"Let it go."

He was so hard that her wrist was almost broken by him.

But for Jun Muhan, these three words are equivalent to a death sentence.

"No, I'm not going to let go." Jun Muhan's eyes faintly showed a look of madness, "Unless I die." ”

"Jun Muhan, I didn't mean that." Mo Yan's expression changed slightly, "You let go!" ”

But at this moment, Jun Muhan couldn't listen to her words at all.

He seemed to have decided that she would leave, his clothes and hair fluttered freely, and the madness in his eyes gradually turned scarlet.

Not good!

Mo Yan's heart sank, and the spiritual power of the other hand that was not restrained was secretly condensed, and he directly hit Jun Muhan.

Jun Muhan didn't resist, but just let that power directly sink into his heart.

The mouthful of blood that had been pressing in his throat finally spat out, and he leaned over, and he fell into her arms, but his hand was still firmly clasped on her wrist before falling into darkness.

"No leave...... Yan'er, you are not allowed to ......"

The darkness eventually consumed him completely.

Mo Yan hugged Jun Muhan and sat on the ground weakly.

She looked at the man with a faint breath in her arms with a complicated expression, and exhaled softly.

If she hadn't forced him out of this bruise, this man would have been seriously injured by her own strength.

He was seriously injured and had not recovered, how could he afford to toss like this?

"Are you a fool?" Mo Yan sighed lightly, and at the same time used spiritual power to channel the disordered breath in the man's body, "You are you, Shaohao is Shaohao, the person I love is Jun Muhan." Fool. ”

****

On the bed, Jun Muhan fell asleep quietly.

The mask on his face had been removed, revealing his pale, bloodless handsomeness.

Mo Yan sat on the edge of the bed, couldn't help but stretch out his hand to gently depict the man's perfect facial features that made people jealous, and sighed softly.

"It's so that you've been bothered by this these days, no wonder you're desperately trying to make a man with me regardless of your body. How? Do you want to make a baby with me, and you plan to keep me with the child? ”

Of course, the person who was asleep on the bed could not have answered her.

Recalling Jun Muhan's eccentricity in the past few days, Mo Yan felt angry and funny, but at the same time, he also felt faintly distressed for this man.

This man loves her to the bone, doesn't he?

How could she be willing to leave him?

In fact, Mo Yan didn't know whether he hated Shao Hao or not.

After all, she has no memory of her previous life, and even if she knows part of the truth, she only feels like she is listening to other people's stories.

However, being refined into a divine soldier by life, her previous life was really miserable.

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