Jun Muhan lowered his eyes and looked at Taiyin Youying, who was lying in his arms weakly, and a trace of deep thought crossed his eyes.

Just now, he had asked Ah Feng to test this little thing with the Demon Measuring Spirit Jade, and there was no demonic energy on the little thing.

And according to this little thing, Mo Yan doesn't have any demonic energy in his body, so what's the problem?

Jun Muhan unconsciously raised his injured right hand, the injury on his right hand had been eroded extremely by demonic energy, that blood whip was obviously a monster with demonic energy, but why, Mo Yan, who was a human race, could drive that blood whip? At this time, Taiyin Youying had gradually woken up.

It glanced at Jun Muhan, who was holding him, with a ghostly expression.

"I ...... How could I be in your arms? ”

Taiyin Youying's whole body stiffened.

"You jumped on it yourself."

Jun Muhan reached out and lifted the fluff on the back of Taiyin Youying's neck, and threw it out like a ball.

"Wow! Jun Muhan, are you human! Throw me on again? ”

was thinking about having a close contact with the earth, but Taiyin Youying felt warm all over her body, and she was caught by a warm embrace.

"Little crescent, when did you grow wings?"

"The hosts! Woo woo woo - how can I have any wings? It's Jun Muhan! Nestled in Mo Yan's warm embrace, Taiyin Youying began to complain, "Master, this Jun Muhan is really not human, and always throws me like a ball." Master, you must avenge me! Report it ruthlessly! ”

Mo Yan looked at the Taiyin Youying with a "master" in his arms speechlessly, this coward didn't dare to get on it, but he dared to use her as a gun.

Mo Yan looked up at Jun Muhan, and then walked over with Taiyin Youying in his arms.

"Thank you for healing me." Mo Yan spoke sincerely.

It's one thing for them to have an argument between them, but it's another thing for him to save her.

Jun Muhan's eyes were faint, and he glanced at her, "It turns out that you still know that Ben Jun saved you." ”

At this time, Ah Feng walked over and directly picked up the Taiyin Youying who was wronged in Mo Yan's arms.

"Let this little beast be taken care of by his subordinates."

Without waiting for Mo Yan to answer, Ah Feng left with Taiyin Youying, who was struggling to protest.

Mo Yan looked at Ah Feng's back speechlessly.

What kind of master has what kind of subordinates, who want to take away her little beast, and they don't even ask her if the master is willing?

Maybe it was because she had been staring at Ah Feng's back for too long, which caused someone's displeasure, and the temperature around her dropped sharply by several degrees.

"Have you seen enough?"

The man's low, cold voice suddenly sounded.

Mo Yan turned his head and met the man's displeased gaze, "It seems that Lord Emperor is still angry with me." ”

Jun Muhan's eyes drooped slightly, "Ben Jun doesn't have the leisure to be angry with a heartless person." ”

Is this still called lifeless?

Mo Yan secretly rolled his eyes.

The corners of her mouth curved slightly, evoking a bewitching smile, "Why is the emperor so stingy? I admit that I was a little rushed earlier, and I apologize to you. ”

Jun Muhan looked at the smile on her face, and seemed to have returned to her previous appearance, but the alienation in her eyes couldn't deceive him.

He tugged at the corners of his lips slightly, a little more self-deprecating, "This is your sincerity?" ”

"Is this insincere?" Mo Yan twisted his eyebrows, and his tone was a little helpless, "What kind of sincerity does the Emperor want?" ”

That mouthful of "Lord Emperor" was extremely harsh to hear, and Jun Muhan's already not good mood plummeted.

"Please Benjun." He looked at her with a slightly cold look in his eyes, "As long as you make Benjun feel better, it is called sincerity." ”

Mo Yan's brows tightened.

What if she really wants to kill this man?

--- Small Theatre---

A certain emperor: I heard that today's Tanabata Festival?

A certain author: The emperor is wise and martial, omniscient, invincible, and invincible......

A certain emperor: Benjun doesn't listen to these nonsense, Benjun wants sugar.

Author: Yes, yes, yes, I just bought a batch of sugar, and it's still an imported big brand.

A certain emperor: Oh? What import big brands?

Author: Arsenic brand.

Rumble! A certain author was slapped away by a certain emperor.