Wen Renxiao raised his eyes lightly, his eyes locked on Xuanyuan Hao's face, and the look in his eyes was taken into his eyes, and he just smiled in his heart.

Presumably, he shouldn't have known that Mu Hanyue and Jun Moye had been together for a long time.

The reason why he looked at him so coldly was because he regarded him as a rival in love.

Thinking of this, Wen Renxiao just had a light smile on the corner of his lips: "Why, if Prince Xuanyuan is dissatisfied with me, he can say it." ”

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Hao just squinted in his heart, retracted his eyes indifferently, and did not speak.

He's no longer a prince.

He set his eyes on the white-clothed woman in front of him, and said in a serious tone: "Yue, no one has ever been to this Fallen God Pavilion. What do you want to do? I ...... "Maybe I can help you."

But before the rest of the words could be finished, he was interrupted by the woman's voice.

"You go back to the Locke Empire first."

After many years, when they met again, she still only had a faint friendship with him.

The rest, she can't give.

Xuanyuan Hao is a smart person, where can he not hear the rejection in the woman's words, he shook his head, his eyes are gentle and indifferent: "I am already a person who has died once, it is the same everywhere." ”

He didn't want to leave.

Although he knew that the woman in front of him had no intention of treating him and had no affection, he still didn't want to leave her.

In fact, his heart is clearer than anyone else's.

In this life, it is impossible for him and Mu Hanyue to be connected.

Therefore, he didn't have half a thought about her, he just wanted to stay by her side and watch her, that's all.

Mu Hanyue glanced at him indifferently, without saying a word, her body slowly fell to the ground and walked towards the Fallen God Pavilion.

At this moment, it was not appropriate to talk about this, she had other things to do.

Wen Renxiao and Xuanyuan Hao glanced at each other and followed.

From the outside, from a distance, the Fallen God Pavilion is a big palace.

But as soon as I walked in, I found that it was just an exterior decoration.

In the huge palace, all the buildings are made of iron. As far as the eye could see, it was a large circular arena that looked a bit like an arena.

Standing inside, it's like you're in a huge iron cage.

Moreover, there is a gloomy atmosphere everywhere around, far from being as prosperous as the Fallen God Pavilion in the past, but it is a little more gloomy at the moment.

In the corner of the "whoosh ......", a black halo quickly rushed towards the depths of the palace, and the speed was very fast.

Almost without Mu Hanyue speaking, Wen Renxiao on the side had already flashed his figure and rushed forward.

As if sensing someone chasing behind him, the black mist ran faster and faster.

He wanted to get rid of Wen Renxiao behind him, but no matter how fast he was, he still couldn't escape the man's field of vision.

"Whew!" The fire element rose, and the black mist was instantly hit and fell to the spot.

The black mist struggled to fly up from the ground, as if he wanted to run away, how could Wen Renxiao give him that chance?

He just waved his sleeve robe slightly, and the fire flashed, and the black mist in front of him was instantly shrouded in a red circle of light, restrained.

"Let me go, let me out!" In the aperture, the black mist seemed to be forced to reveal its original form by the fire element, and it was a handsome middle-aged man.

"Where do you want to flee to?" Wen Renxiao just chuckled and looked at him, ignoring it.