Mo Yan didn't speak, but the spiritual power between his fingers was secretly condensed and gently rubbed the soul lock ring on his wrist.

Jun Muhan had already told her that his soul ring was infused with his soul power, and it was through this wisp of soul power that he sensed her existence.

When she is in danger, she can also summon him through spiritual powers.

She is self-aware, the night glass in front of her is not the night glass instructor of the year, even if the hatred in her heart is like fire, reason is telling her that she must not face the night glass at this time.

The aura and coercion on his body were too terrifying, and they were not something that a person of the Spirit Saint level like her could resist.

"Xuantian Temple's Soul Lock Ring!" Yeli's gaze slowly fell on Mo Yan's left wrist.

Although the Soul Locking Ring was formless, it was not difficult for him to break this obstacle.

"Jun Muhan is interested in you. It's a pity that now he is too busy to take care of himself, I'm afraid he can't take care of you. ”

Mo Yan's eyes condensed slightly, "What did you do to him?" ”

"So nervous about him? How? Are you in love with him? There was a little more evil and coldness between the eyebrows of the night, and there was a faint flash of murderous intent, "Xiao Yan, you should know very well that in this life, you can only be mine." ”

Mo Yan smiled, and the mockery in his eyes was even stronger, "Yeli, do you still want face?" ”

"All I want is you." The look at the bottom of the night glass's eyes gradually became fanatical, "I understand very well now, what do I really want in my heart?" Otherwise, I wouldn't have gone to great lengths to get you here. ”

"It's a pity that I don't want you." Mo Yan replied categorically, "If I have the chance, I will kill you and avenge those thirty-six comrades." ”

"Hehe-" Yeli smiled again, "Xiao Yan, you really love me, if you don't have love, where does the hatred come from?" ”

"You're wrong. I hate you, not because I used to like you, but because you owe me thirty-six lives. ”

Mo Yan had completely regained her composure at this time, and she even sat back in the chaise longue, supporting her chin with one hand, and looking at Yeli with a mocking gaze.

"This barrier is still holding you back, isn't it? That's why you told me so much nonsense, but you didn't do it. Night instructor, with your ability to act, you shouldn't be so numb. ”

Yeli's expression changed slightly, but then, her thin lips were raised, and she smiled again, "Xiao Yan, you are so transparent and smart that people have to be moved by you." Indeed, I can't break Jun Muhan's barrier, so I can only walk out on your own. But—" As he finished speaking, he raised his hand and gave him a high-five, and several men in black carrying stretchers appeared in the room.

There were two people lying on the stretcher—

One is Mo Zhanyue, and the other is An Lan.

Mo Yan's eyes sank slightly.

Those men in black recognized Mo Yan.

They all have a blood-colored skull logo embroidered on the placket.

Demon Flame Temple?

"Your Excellency, the matter has been dealt with."

Suddenly, a familiar woman's voice sounded outside.

Flowers want to look.

Mo Yan's pupils shrank suddenly.

It turns out that Yeli is really a person from the Demon Flame Palace.

The so-called ...... A half-demon from the big world?

Hua Xiangrong stepped in the door, and after seeing Mo Yan, she suddenly smiled charmingly, "Miss Mo, we meet again." However, this time your Emperor can't save you, he is trapped in the psychedelic array, and he can't get out for a while. Of course, you don't have to count on the queen of the Apocalypse Continent, as well as Hua Hongfei...... None of them are there. ”

Mo Yan looked at them indifferently, "It seems that you are well prepared. ”

"Xiao Yan, for you, how can I not be fully prepared?" Yeli looked at Mo Yan gently, "I've been preparing for ten years for you to come here. ”