As soon as he stepped into the sealed land, Mo Yan felt a strong resentment in his face.

That resentment echoed with a strange emotion in her body, which made her subconsciously clench Jun Muhan's hand.

"What's wrong?"

Jun Muhan's slightly worried voice sounded.

"It's fine." Mo Yan shook his head lightly, "It's just that I'm a little uneasy in my heart." ”

Jun Muhan twisted his eyebrows.

In his impressions, Mo Yan rarely showed such restless emotions.

"Yan'er, it's better to ......"

Jun Muhan was interrupted by Mo Yan before his words fell, "Don't say anything stupid to let me go back, the more uneasy I am, the more I won't let you go to danger alone." You won't let me go into danger alone, will you? ”

Jun Muhan glanced at her deeply, and suddenly raised his thin lips, "It really won't." ”

"Isn't that all there is to it?" 墨颜耸耸肩，反手握住了君慕寒的手，与他十指紧扣，“现在没有什么是能分开我们。 ”

While the two were chatting, there was a slight cold snort behind them.

Without looking back, Mo Yan also knew that it was her cold-blooded and arrogant father Garan.

"Let's go."

Mo Yan didn't even look back, pulled Jun Muhan and continued to walk forward.

But an extremely strong gaze can still be felt behind me.

And that gaze made her inexplicably feel familiar.

She couldn't tell what the familiarity was, but she always felt that she had felt this intense look in some people.

The red lips of the ink face are slightly pulled.

Things are getting more and more interesting.

Mo Yan and Jun Muhan walked forward silently, while Jia Lan and the others followed.

Jia Lan's eyes stared coldly at the hands held by the two, eager to cut off Jun Muhan's kid's hand.

Why did a stinky boy of the Protoss rob the holy daughter of his witch clan, the daughter of Tagaran?

When the Wu clan is born again, there will be a big war between the gods and the Wu clan, and when the time comes, which side will his daughter stand on?

Garan was slightly distracted, and suddenly a mist came all around.

No one knew where the fog came from, and everyone's expressions were awe-inspiring.

Jun Muhan even subconsciously hugged Mo Yan into his arms, and even quickly applied a defensive enchantment around the two bodies.

Mo Yan didn't speak, she just hugged Jun Muhan's waist tightly, but some of the emotions surging in her chest became stronger and stronger.

Mo Yan's eyes darkened slightly.

This kind of emotion is not new to her.

That was the resentment and despair in Bai Xiyan's heart at the beginning.

Why did she feel this emotion again?

Not to mention that she can tell who it is, and she has never had a grudge against Jun Muhan, now that the truth has almost been revealed, even if Shaohao really had to hurt Bai Xiyan, but the original intention was to save people, and the resentment that logically belonged to Bai Xiyan should have already been dispersed.

Could it be some kind of resonance from the Burning Heart Sword?

Mo Yan twisted his eyebrows.

Sensing the stiffness of Mo Yan's body, Jun Muhan lowered his head and looked at Mo Yan thoughtfully, "Yan'er? ”

Mo Yan took a deep breath, suppressed the inexplicable emotion, and raised his head, "Jun Meiren, I don't know why, I suddenly felt that the Heart Burning Sword should be nearby." ”

As soon as Mo Yan's words fell, the strange fog around him suddenly disappeared again.

"I don't know who is pretending to be a ghost?"

Mo Yan raised his eyebrows.

Only then did she realize that the people of the Wu Clan who were still following them were gone, no, there was only one left.

Mo Yan looked directly at the slender figure standing quietly not far away.

The first beauty of the Wu clan - Roulan.

The smile on the corner of Mo Yan's mouth widened by two points, "Miss Roulan is destined for us. ”