Above the snow-colored ice coffin, there was a blood-colored bead of light suspended, and the black light around the bead was intertwined, forming a strange totem seal, faintly like the logo of a skull.

Mo Yan is no stranger to this logo.

It was the logo of the Night Glass Demon Flame Temple, but for some reason, seeing this skull that appeared in the seal again at this moment had a different sense of familiarity, as if it had been evoked some distant and long-ago memory.

There was a faint feeling of discomfort in his heart, and Mo Yan twisted his eyebrows slightly.

Jun Muhan, who was originally thinking about the seal, seemed to notice her strangeness, and couldn't help but glance down at her, but he still didn't say a word, just hugged her and retreated a few steps, away from the ice coffin seal.

It seems that this anger will not be able to disappear for a while.

Mo Yan was depressed.

He wouldn't let her speak, and he wouldn't speak himself.

Did he really want to never talk to her again?

Mo Yan looked at Jun Muhan pitifully, wanting to win someone's softness.

It's a pity that a certain emperor turned a blind eye and carefully placed her a little far away from the ice coffin seal, and then turned around and walked back to the seal, and the faint spiritual power in his hand began to condense.

Mo Yan's heart sank suddenly.

What does he want to do?

At this time, she couldn't help but think of the conversation between Yeli and the old man before, every time she was reborn, it was at the cost of Shouyuan.

Mo Yan was shocked in his heart, and was about to get up, but found that not only could he not make a sound, but he couldn't even move his body.

Jun Muhan!

Mo Yan's eyes widened, but she couldn't do anything at this point.

Suddenly, a shout came: "Jun Muhan! ”

It's night glass.

He was covered in blood, as if he had been fished out of a pool of blood.

"What? Are you trying to get her back? The corners of Yeli's blood-stained mouth raised a mocking smile, "You should know very well that if her body is replaced, what will be the end waiting for her?" ”

He brought Mo Yan here because he thought that her body was dead again, and he had to make such a choice.

But in the end, she lied to him!

She tried her best to fake her death, just to lure him here and exchange her body for getting rid of that cage confinement technique.

Yeli smiled lowly, but her eyes were complicated to look at Mo Yan, who couldn't move not far away.

"Xiao Yan, did you see it? That is the man you love. He didn't hesitate to send you to death in order to prevent you from staying by my side. ”

Before Yeli's words fell, she suddenly faced a burst of spiritual power.

Yeli was directly shocked and flew out.

He fell to the ground in embarrassment, spitting out a mouthful of blood, but the smile on his lips widened.

"Jun Muhan, you can't kill me. You've already killed a lot of half-demons in violation of the gods and demons. If you kill again this time, you say, how many times can you withstand the heavenly punishment? ”

Jun Muhan stood there without moving, but the eyes under the mask were like frost.

"If it can make you go up in smoke, why should you be afraid of heaven's punishment?"

Yeli, must die.

If it weren't for him, Yan'er wouldn't have suffered so much.

The spiritual power in his hand gathered into a sword, and the golden light flashed, and when Jun Muhan had an extra suspended golden short sword in front of him, he gently sent it forward, and shot directly towards the center of Yeli's eyebrows.

On the canopy, there was a faint sound of thunder.

It was a sign of Heavenly Punishment coming.

Mo Yan is going crazy.

How could Jun Muhan be punished by heaven at this time?

What hell is this a god? Jun Muhan can't kill people with half-demon blood, so can he only wait to be killed by people from the half-demon clan?