Mo Yan's eyes flashed, and he suddenly opened his throat and shouted desperately: "Indecent! Rape! Come on! Help me! Someone's rude! ”

In the empty mountain forest, the woman's sharp scream was still abrupt, startling countless birds.

Jun Muhan's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

What does it mean for the wicked to sue first?

Here it is.

"Shut up Benjun!"

Jun Muhan was already on the verge of going berserk at the moment.

If he hadn't been seriously injured, he would have broken this woman to pieces.

"If you want me to shut up, let me go!" Mo Yan stopped shouting, but the corners of his mouth raised a wicked smile.

She could see that this man wanted to kill her, but he was powerless.

"Released you?" Jun Mu sneered coldly.

He stood up slowly with one hand on the back of the tree, his movements looked a little difficult, but the momentum of Ling Li's killing made Mo Yan's heart suffocate.

It's terrible coercion.

Even if he was seriously injured, he should not be underestimated.

"You ruined Benjun's formation and took Benjun's things......"

Suddenly, Jun Muhan's words paused, and there was already a layer of gloom and anger in his cold eyes, and then he asked in a cold voice: "How can Ben Jun let you go?" ”

Although he didn't know what formation he was talking about, Mo Yan naturally understood what he hadn't said after a pause.

Speaking of which, the man in front of him is really a little embarrassed at the moment.

The clothes were torn to ...... It's even a little unsightly, and the strong and strong chest is almost **, making it difficult to think that you don't see it.

The corners of Mo Yan's mouth curved slightly, and the evil charm at the corners of his mouth deepened a little, "Beauty, I don't know what you're talking about at all?" You tied me up like this, you didn't really want to plot against me, did you? ”

That sentence of "beauty" made Jun Muhan's eyes darken, he forcibly resisted the murderous intent surging in his chest, and coldly threw out a sentence: "For you, Benjun is not interested in you yet." ”

Mo Yan couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard this.

Forget it, let's just assume he's blind, right?

Jun Muhan naturally didn't miss the mockery in her eyes.

"Say, name."

A cold breath swirled in the air, and there seemed to be ice condensing all around.

Mo Yan smiled, that smile was like a red lotus blooming, with a bit of enchantment in the coldness, "Can you tell a man the name of the girl's family casually?" It's better to tell me first, beauty, so it's fair. ”

Jun Muhan suddenly leaned down, and when the tall shadow enveloped her, a suffocating sense of oppression followed, and Mo Yan's eyes couldn't help but condense slightly.

"If you are stubborn—" The man's slender jade-like fingers gently hooked Mo Yan's chin, his gaze locked on her face, cold as a blade, "Benjun doesn't mind using soul searching. ”

Mo Yan's pupils shrank sharply when he heard this.

Soul searching?

According to the memory of the original owner, soul searching is one of the ancient forbidden techniques. The caster can absorb all the memories of the caster through the soul searching spell, but after the spell is successfully cast, the caster is usually destroyed at the same time, becoming an idiot at least and dying at worst.

Jun Muhan saw Mo Yan froze, his thin lips raised slightly, but his smile was as cold as frost, "How?" Benjun has already given you a choice. ”

Mo Yan hooked his red lips with mockery, "You won't." ”

Those three words made the man's eyes change abruptly, and the hand holding Mo Yan's chin was even tighter.

"Oh? Tell me, why wouldn't you? Although his tone was still calm and clear, the breath around Jun Muhan had cooled down.