The people of the witch clan around them never thought that the wizard Wuda, whom they respected, would be impersonated, and there was an uproar.

"The night instructor was also quite unexpected."

Mo Yan had a bloody whip in her hand, and Leng Xianhua's face was purple, but she didn't see it, and just looked straight at Yeli.

"There are demons in the front, and there are witches in the back, I don't know the night instructor this time...... And with whom? ”

Yeli didn't answer, but her eyes looked at Garan on the side.

"Where's Uda?"

Garan's face was ugly, whether the witch clan could be reborn, whether he could get out of this cage was all thanks to the saints, but now even the wizard Uda is fake, so wouldn't everything he had done before fall short?

"Dead." Yeli softly spat out two words.

A fierce killing intent crossed Jia Lan's eyes, and Yeli's expression did not change, but she said lightly: "If I die, no one in this world will know the whereabouts of the true saint anymore, and the patriarch really wants to kill me?" ”

Garan froze, looking at Yeli's gaze, as if looking at a dead man, but he didn't move again.

Mo Yan twisted her eyebrows, she didn't expect that the patriarch of the Wu clan would be restrained by Yeli's words.

Yeli refocused her gaze on Mo Yan and chuckled, "Xiao Yan, in fact, no matter what I do, it's for you." ”

He looked at Mo Yan deeply, and the intense emotion in his eyes almost turned into a demonic barrier, "And you, can only be mine." ”

Jun Muhan's eyes flashed with a murderous opportunity, and he suddenly attacked, and attacked directly towards the night glass.

Even if he didn't have spiritual power, he was still very fast, hitting Yeli in the abdomen with one punch and punching Yeli in the mouth with another punch.

Nightglass is horrified.

He didn't expect that Jun Muhan could still have such a speed when he was seriously injured and his spiritual power was lost, and he was punched several times before he even reacted.

Yeli staggered back two steps, reached out and gently wiped the blood stains from the corners of her mouth, and raised her eyes to look at Jun Muhan.

"Jun Muhan, you also hurt her with your own hands, you and I are actually the same." Yeli sneered, "So, what qualifications do you have to hit me?" ”

Jun Muhan's thin lips were pursed, and the murderous intent under his eyes was a little heavier, but before he could take action, he heard Mo Yan's soft voice behind him: "Just because he is my Mo Yan's husband, because he is the father of my child." ”

Yeli's face changed slightly, he crossed Jun Muhan's shoulders and looked towards Mo Yan, "Xiao Yan, why can you forgive his mistakes, but refuse to forgive mine?" ”

"Is this hard to understand?" Mo Yan suddenly let go of the blood whip, and Leng Xianhua stumbled to the ground, clutching his throat and coughing violently.

Mo Yan didn't even look at her, but walked up to Jun Muhan, grabbed his hand tightly, his ten fingers clasped, and his eyes seemed to be full of brilliance.

"Who made me fall in love with this man?"

She looked at Jun Muhan with a smile, but she noticed the stiffness of his body and complexion, and couldn't help but sigh softly in her heart, then stood on tiptoe and pecked Jun Muhan's thin lips.

"Junmeiren, it's time to let go of the magic barrier in your heart. If I really cared, you would be another Nightglass, but you are now the father of the child in my womb. ”

She grabbed Jun Muhan's hand and gently pressed it on her lower abdomen.

"You are you, Shaohao is Shaohao. This is the last time I say it. ”

Jun Muhan's body was full of coldness, and his depression disappeared, his thin lips were gently raised, almost losing the color of heaven and earth.

"Good. In the future, you don't have to say it again, and I won't let this demon sway me again. ”

If the two of them didn't show the affection of others, Yeli's face was pale, and Leng Xianhua, who fell to the ground, and no one paid attention to it, held his hands hatefully.