In the depths of the void, Zhang Fan lay quietly on a bed, squinting his eyes, Mo Zimo was gently lying on Zhang Fan's body, like an old husband and wife, and the oblique light shone in through the window, warm. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Awake?" Mo Zimo saw Zhang Fan open his eyes, straightened up, and touched Zhang Fan's forehead with a smile.

Zhang Fan was a little uncomfortable, but he knew that Mo Zimo had forgiven himself, nodded, responded with a smile, stretched out his right hand to grab Mo Zimo's arm, and gently tugged it, Mo Zimo understood and lay in Zhang Fan's arms.

"I've wronged you. Zhang Fan exhaled and felt that he was extremely happy at this time, although he was still in danger, but with his wife with him and friends by his side, no difficulties could make it difficult for him.

"I'm your person, what grievances are not grievances!" Mo Zimo was indeed very aggrieved in his heart, but he understood that Zhang Fan could not be completely blamed for this, it was all Yuan Xin's harm, and Zhang Fan was several times more aggrieved than himself at this time, what was his own grievance.

"My people, aren't they?" Zhang Fan smiled evilly, and without waiting for Mo Zimo to react, he pulled her down on the bed, hugged Mo Zimo into the quilt, and looked at Mo Zimo carefully.

Mo Zimo was taken aback, but there was a trace of excitement in her heart, the heart of the girl Huaichun began to jump again, her cheeks turned red, she looked at Zhang Fan shyly, slowly closed her eyes, and wrapped her hands to protect Zhang Fan's waist.

Zhang Fan also slowly closed his eyes, and his lips slowly approached Mo Zimo......

After tossing for a long time, Mo Zimo was naked, lying in Zhang Fan's arms, his eyes closed, and sweetly recalled what happened just now.

And Zhang Fan also closed his eyes, looking extremely tired, but it was not because of the big battle on the bed just now, but a faint purple light suddenly swirled in his mind, and the purple light absorbed Zhang Fan's memory, and Zhang Fan was colliding with this purple light fiercely in his heart.

"Ahh

Zhang Fan suddenly felt a sharp pain in his brain, as if he had been split by a knife, his limbs and head were pressed against the bed, and the rest of his body twitched out of bed.

Mo Zimo was really startled, jumped up, held Zhang Fan's head, and asked anxiously: "What's wrong? What's wrong with you? Don't scare me!"

Zhang Fan's whole body trembled, he used all his strength, shook his head at Zimo, and said with difficulty: "I'm fine, don't worry!"

Although Zhang Fan said that it was okay, Mo Zimo was willing to rest assured and put on his clothes indiscriminately, thinking that only Ling Ji was well-informed in this void. Hurriedly rushed out and went to consult with Lingji.

Zhang Fan saw Mo Zimo hurriedly walk out, guessed that she was going to find Lingji, and wanted to stop her, but he really didn't have any strength at all, and sweat the size of a bean appeared on his forehead, down his cheeks, and into his neck!

Zhang Fan slowly closed his eyes, he saw that he was in Weishan back then, Wang Yue was holding the soul stabbing needle, with an evil smile on his face, and stabbed his soul.

The stabbed soul was quickly divided into eight parts, and at this time, a golden light suddenly erupted in his body, the golden light was too bright, and he couldn't see what it was at all, only to see the golden light stabbing at Wang Yue, Wang Yue didn't have time to react at all, so he was pierced by the golden light.

fell in a pool of blood, and Wang Yue's soul jumped out at this time, reluctantly glanced at Zhang Fan's body, and drifted away with the wind.

And a moment later, a familiar person appeared, it turned out to be Yu Xiao Zhenren, after he appeared, he checked his body, and played a Dao magic circle for himself, wanting to force his soul back.

But one of his eight souls disappeared into the darkness, followed the micro mountain, arrived at a big road, and rushed straight into the mind of the girl who was sitting and resting on the side of the continent, and the girl proved it slightly, and shouted: Zhang Fan!

"Zimo!" Zhang Fan shouted softly, and two lines of tears slowly flowed down his cheeks and sweat.

Then, Zhang Fan remembered the first time he met Mo Zimo, relieved Zimo of the siege, and the happy time with Zimo, and then saw that during the year and a half that he was not in Weishan, Mo Zimo was worried about himself, and he also saw everything from his return to Tingfeng Pavilion to yesterday.

"Zimo!" Zhang Fan's lips trembled, and he called softly, remembering all kinds of misunderstandings about Zimo before, he felt annoyed in his heart, regretting that he had no eyes.

"Ah~" Zhang Fan shouted, clasped his hands tightly, and kept patting the bed board. His haggard face was nothing but sweat and tears, and he beat for a while, staring blankly at the roof of the castle.

All this just now, Mo Zimo, Ling Ji and others saw it clearly. Mo Zimo wanted to run over to take a look, but was grabbed by Ling Ji, slowly shook her head, and motioned for her not to go over.

When Zhang Fan quieted down, Mo Zimo ran to Zhang Fan's side with a swish, grabbed Zhang Fan's hand, and looked at Zhang Fan distressedly.

When Zhang Fan saw Mo Zimo returning, he didn't care who was in the house, he kept Mo Zimo, and the whole person cried like a tearful person, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

"If you don't cry, if you don't cry, you'll be fine!" Mo Zimo comforted Zhang Fan while hugging her, she didn't know what was going on, and she was frightened by Zhang Fan's current appearance.

Zhang Fan shook his head, for a full half an hour, and finally slowed down: "Zimo, I'm sorry." You've been wronged all these years!"

"What grievances do you have to say or not, I am already your woman, we are a family!" Mo Zimo patted Zhang Fan, and he didn't know what he was talking about, but it didn't matter.

"Really, I remember everything, and I see everything you did for me, since I came back from the dream, I have been misunderstanding you, I was wrong, I was wrong!" Zhang Fan choked up and said, everyone who heard it was moved, no one had ever seen Zhang Fan so out of control.

Everyone wanted to know what happened to Zhang Fan in this short period of time, and Mo Zimo was no exception.

"What do you see?"

"After parting from Weishan, I can see clearly every day and every night of you!"

"Huh?" Mo Zimo fell, broke away from Zhang Fan's arms, and looked at Zhang Fan with a dark face, "Say, what did you see?"

Zhang Fan was asked by Mo Zimo, and somehow his mood was much better, he lowered his head with a smile, pondered for a long time, and said in Mo Zimo's ear: "I saw you eating, sleeping and bathing!"

Mo Zimo's face turned red, pushed Zhang Fan away, took out a fast handkerchief from his bag and threw it to Zhang Fan, pouting: "Stinky rascal!"

"Sister-in-law, what did my brother say, why are you red?" Qinghong walked to Mo Zimo's side with some arrogance, sat down, took her hand, and asked mischievously.

"Ask your brother to go!" Mo Zimo snorted, pretending to be very angry, turning his head, not looking at Zhang Fan or Qinghong.