However, separating the two continents with a strong barrier space in between, the primordial spirit avatar can't last long.
A few times before, she felt a familiar hug and embrace in her sleep, but it disappeared quickly.
That is Di Ming Jue.
Muyan's words made Di Ming Jue's eyes darken.
He thought of the turbulent barrier and abnormally many ghouls in the northern border of the extreme region.
However, he didn't see anything unusual on his face, instead he leaned down and said slowly: "How can a trivial matter be dangerous. Yanyan, are you doubting my strength?"
Muyan breathed a sigh of relief, but couldn't help but glared at him: "Longteng and Six Star Pagoda belong to you, why didn't you tell me earlier?"
If she had known earlier, she would have worked so hard to prove Ye Liangchen's identity!
Let Di Ming Jue just give her Xuan Tianzhu and Honghuang Pagoda directly.
Di Ming Jue narrows his eyes slightly, and looks at the upright little woman in front of him with a half-smile, "Yan Yan, haven't I settled the score with you yet? Are you questioning me instead?"
"Account? What account?"
Di Ming Jue grabs it in the air, suddenly there is a stack of paper in his empty hand.
The moment she saw this stack of papers, Muyan's face froze.
I saw that on the paper, there were all pictures of the charming fruit men of the Fusang team.
Each one should be as coquettish as coquettish, as sensual as sensual, as hot as hot.
Di Ming Jue gently shakes the paper in his hand: "Yan Yan, what did you promise me?"
Muyan laughed dryly: "It's not me who drew it, it was drawn by Third Senior Brother, I didn't participate in the whole process, so it has nothing to do with me. This, these few pieces of paper, Third Senior Brother must give me to observe his painting skills, Yes, it was the third senior brother who forced it on me."
Di Ming Jue smiles: "Is that so? So, you haven't picked up other men's clothes, and you haven't drawn other men again."
Muyan: "No... no."
Di Ming Jue stretches out his hand to grab again.
This time, only a piece of paper appeared in his hand.
But seeing the painting on the paper, Muyan's vision went dark.
It turned out to be Long Teng's Zhang Huyuan who was "covered in a sack"!
Didn't she give this painting to Luo Yu and let her burn it to destroy the corpse
Luo Yu, an unreliable person, still kept such key evidence.
Isn't this going to kill her
Di Ming Jue slowly approaches Muyan, and puts the painting in her hand: "Is this painting also painted by Chu Moli?"
The cold sweat on Muyan's forehead is about to fall.
There was a smile on the corner of her mouth, thinking of simply breaking the jar and admitting her mistake.
As a result, at the next moment, a person suddenly squeezed in between the two.
Immediately afterwards, Di Ming Jue's thigh is hugged.
A childish voice, with a bit of coldness, but also mixed with a hint of surprise, shouted: "Daddy!"
Di Ming Jue lowers his head expressionlessly, looking at the little guy between himself and Muyan.
Xiao Bao raised his head, his beautiful and delicate face flushed.
The blue eyes that are exactly the same as Di Ming Jue flicker, like butterfly wings flapping gently.
What is reflected in the pupils is the admiration and longing for him.
The lines on Di Ming Jue's face are like melting ice, exuding a softness.
He stretched out his hand to hug the little guy, and asked in a deep voice, "Have you cultivated well recently?"
Xiao Bao nodded obediently, with a serious look, but he was cold and cute, even a heart of stone could be melted away.
However, when Di Ming Jue couldn't see, Xiao Bao quietly turned around and gave Muyan a look.
Muyan smiled openly, and gave Xiaobao a thumbs up.