Chapter 595: Jun Muhan, You'll Regret It
"You're really like a flower in a greenhouse. Collect this site" Without waiting for Jun Muhan to speak, Mo Yan took the lead and picked his lips and chuckled, "Since that person may be coming at me, it's not my style to escape and hide." β
"Little girl, you can't go." Suddenly, a purple-clothed and silver-haired figure appeared in the courtyard out of thin air, "You have to go to the Apocalypse Continent with this seat." Let's go. β
Mo Yandai frowned slightly, "Why?" β
"Nothing, why?" Feng Ming's gaze fell on Jun Muhan's body leisurely, "Emperor, this little girl must not stay here anymore, otherwise, there will be endless troubles." β
Jun Muhan's eyes dimmed slightly.
"What kind of dumb riddle are you guys playing?" Mo Yan was puzzled, "I can't leave here at this time. β
Chu Hongyun cultivated to the point of great damage in order to save her, and almost became a wasted person.
How could she leave Chu Hongyun behind and go to the Apocalypse Continent at this time?
Feng Ming raised her thin lips slightly, and smiled unpredictably, "Little girl, what if this seat says that if you stay, you will die?" β
Jun Muhan's expression has changed.
Mo Yan raised his eyebrows and smiled: "I said, Lord Priest, you won't be comfortable if you don't have a god stick for a day, right?" β
"Little girl, how can this seat joke with your life?" Feng Ming sighed softly, "This is a foreshadowing of the spirit god passed on to this seat, and it is a great evil hexagram, you can only resolve this calamity by following this seat to the Apocalypse Continent." β
"I can't go to the apocalypse at this time." Mo Yan directly refused.
Su Mengning saw that the look on Feng Ming's face was so serious, and couldn't help but say worriedly: "Yan'er, although this Feng Ming is sometimes unreliable, but if it is a spirit foreshadowing, we have to pay attention to it?" β
Mo Yan asked with a smile: "Queen Mother, if the predictions of the spirit gods are true, then, shouldn't Jun Muhan go to Leng Xianqiu?" β
Su Meng's gaze froze, and suddenly felt that he had said the wrong thing, why didn't he open which pot to mention?
"Jun Muhanβ" Mo Yan turned to look at the man who had been silent since just now, "You shouldn't let me leave everything behind and go to the Apocalypse Continent at this time for the sake of an inexplicable so-called spirit god foreshadowing, right?" β
Jun Muhan looked at Mo Yan deeply, "Yan'er wants to solve Donghuang's matter?" β
"That's right, not only Brother Chu, but An Lan's revenge can't be avenged, right?"
Jun Muhan didn't answer, but turned his head to look at Feng Ming, and asked thoughtlessly: "How many days is there at most?" β
Feng Ming was stunned for a moment, but replied, "Two days at most." β
"Okay, I'll accompany you to Donghuang to meet that mysterious person for a while."
Feng Ming's expression changed slightly, "Jun Muhan, do you know ......"
Jun Muhan raised his hand to stop Feng Ming from continuing, and then his gaze fell on Mo Yan again.
"I believe Yan'er can solve everything in two days."
Mo Yan's heart warmed, "Jun Muhan ......"
Feng Ming was a little angry, "Jun Muhan, you will regret it." β
The power of the remnant soul conjured by Shao Hao can only last for three days at most, and once the three days have passed, everything will be too late.
"Xiao Yan ......" Chu Hongyun saw that Mo Yan insisted on going to Donghuang, and was about to open his mouth to persuade him, but suddenly, a wave of fluctuations came from the courtyard.
In a flash of light, a figure staggered to the ground.
It was a young man dressed in a black robe, covered in blood.
The crumbling young man of the "Queen of Heaven ......", the moment he saw Su Mengning, he finally couldn't hold his last breath and fell to the ground.
"Xi Ning."
Su Mengning exclaimed, flew to at least the young man's side, and supported the young man's weak body.
"The Queen of Heaven, the Monarch of Heaven...... Something went wrong......"
PS: That's it for today, and it will continue tomorrow at 12 noon.