"I'm happy to eat it."

Jun Muhan lowered her head and kissed her lips gently.

Even if he knew that this closeness would make him pierce his heart like a thousand arrows.

Mo Yan kissed him, looking at his increasingly pale face, his heart also clenched.

How could she let him suffer all the time?

"Wait a minute."

She said softly, and stood up from Jun Muhan's arms.

I saw that the spiritual power in her hand was slightly condensed, and her five fingers were closed. The woman who originally fell to the ground only felt that she was pulled by a strong attraction force.

Mo Yan grabbed the woman's collar, there was frost under her eyes, and her red lips opened lightly, "Antidote." ”

The so-called poison of empathy is a special poison of the Wu clan.

The one who administers the poison is the only one who detoxifies.

Because this poison is connected to the heart of the poisoner, the poisoner has been controlled by it all his life, as long as he has a different thought, he will suffer the pain of ten thousand arrows - this is what the illusion in the Phantom Lotus space told her just now.

Now she has not only awakened the Taiyin and Sun Beasts, but even the Phantom and the Little Blood Lotus have awakened. Moreover, in this chaotic space, she was no longer restricted by the Heavenly Dao, and her spiritual power had even returned to its peak state.

Although she hadn't had time to figure out what happened after that day's punishment came, she just wanted to solve Jun Muhan's matter at the moment.

It's no wonder that Garan said that she would die, but she was waiting for her here.

"The order of the patriarch, Roulan did not dare to ...... Disobey ......"

Roulan struggled to squeeze out a sentence, although she was almost suffocated by the coercion on Mo Yan's body, but since she saw Jun Muhan's face, where was she willing to let go?

She is the first beauty of the Wu clan, the only pearl in the palm of the great elder of the clan, how many young talents have fallen under her pomegranate skirt, but she has never been moved by anyone.

Jun Muhan is the first tempting man in her life, and the only tempting man, how can she let go?

What's more, she has the patriarch behind her.

"Don't dare to disobey? Well? ”

The corners of Mo Yan's lips were slightly pulled, and a double shadow flashed in his eyes. Suddenly, as soon as her hand was released, Roulan fell to the ground again, but before she could come back to her senses, she saw a blood-colored whip shadow in the void breaking through the sky.

"Smack!"

The blood-colored long whip hit Roulan's back directly, and the skin suddenly opened.

Roulan screamed, her face pale.

Mo Yan's expression was faint, "If he hurts a little, you can pay him back with ten points." ”

At the same time as Mo Yan's words fell, "Boom" shook nine whips in a row, and in the blink of an eye, Roulan's entire back was stained red with blood.

"Stop!"

In the void, a figure rushed towards Mo Yan, wanting to snatch the long whip from her hand.

Mo Yan's red lips hooked lightly, "Look for death." ”

As soon as his spiritual power moved, he saw countless peach blossom petals in the peach blossom forest turn into sharp blades, intertwined into a dense web of sharp blades and stabbed towards the figure.

The man's feet were stunned, and he could only concentrate his mind to deal with those peach blossom petals that seemed to have life.

At the same time, Mo Yan threw out ten whips in his hand again.

The woman named Roulan didn't even have time to scream before she fainted completely.

"Lan'er—"

The old man who was entangled in the petals exclaimed sharply, but due to the constraints of the Heavenly Dao, he could not exert his spiritual power, so he could only use all his strength to avoid those peach blossoms, but no matter how fast he retreated, his whole body was also cut into blood by the peach blossom petals that turned into sharp blades, and his body was almost incomplete.

Seeing the petals, he wanted to cut his eyes, and a force swept in the oblique side, and in the blink of an eye, all the petals were shattered into dust, and the old man's face was all over his body.

"Yan'er, you've gone too far."

The blue eyes that appeared out of thin air looked at the ink face around him as if he was shrouded in ice.