He vowed to prove to Muyan whether he could do it or not.
I don't know how long it was dark and how long it was bright again.
The sky darkened again, and the moon hung high.
Muyan was already exhausted, she fell asleep in Di Ming Jue's arms.
Di Ming Jue lowers his head, gazes tenderly and intently at the girl's sleeping face, and gently and dotingly falls on Yan Ran's lips.
The gentleness in his eyebrows seemed to have exhausted all the tenderness and sweetness in his life.
Suddenly, he frowned, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.
In his memory, except for Muyan, he has never fallen in love with any woman, nor had any intimate contact with any woman.
However, at the moment when he was united with Muyan's soul and flesh, intermittent blurry fragments actually flashed in his mind.
It was in a dark cave.
A man like a beast, and an immature young girl.
Fiery passion and panting/breathing are intertwined into the most fragrant intertwining/entanglement.
At that moment, Di Ming Jue faintly feels that that man is him.
No, impossible!
The only thing he likes is Muyan, how could he have anything to do with women other than Muyan
The light in Di Ming Jue's eyes turns cold, and then falls on Muyan, turning into a bone-chilling gentleness again.
If I don't leave, you won't give up.
Yanyan, that's what you said.
Once I got you, I'll never let you go!
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The thunderclouds in the sky finally dissipate after Di Ming Jue releases his coercion, the mountains shake and the ground shakes.
Han Ye anxiously looked at the sky, when he saw Ying Mei's figure slowly falling from the sky, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, flew towards her, and hugged her into his arms.
Ying Mei's face was very pale, with blood dripping from the corner of her mouth, and there were scars all over her body from being burned by lightning.
Han Ye looked at her body riddled with holes and twitched in distress.
"Fool, why are you crying?" Ying Mei showed a pale but disgusted smile, "I didn't even cry, but you, a big man, actually shed tears? Isn't it embarrassing?"
Han Ye carefully fed Ying Mei the pill, then wiped away her tears and said, "How have I never lost face in front of you?"
After hearing this, Yingmei was taken aback for a while, and then smiled again.
"Stupid, I can't walk anymore, can you carry me on your back?"
Han Ye was stunned for a moment, then quickly smirked and said, "Alright, Xiaoying'er, I'll carry you, it doesn't matter if I carry you for the rest of my life."
The figures of the two overlapped each other in the dim night, moving forward slowly.
"Where are Junshang and Miss Jun? Are they all right?"
Han Ye shook his head and said: "There is a blood contract between you and us, if something happens to you, we will definitely feel it. Since everything in the blood contract is intact now, it means that you are fine."
Ying Mei frowned and said, "No matter what, we still have to find Miss Jun and the young master as soon as possible. I'm afraid Miss Jun will get hurt..."
When Han Ye heard that Yingmei kept saying that she was Miss Jun, she felt a pang of pleasure in her heart.
Why didn't Xiaoying'er worry about herself so much
The two returned to the ruined temple where the incident happened.
As a result, as soon as he entered the ruined temple, he heard waves of indescribable sounds coming from inside.
Han Ye took a look inside, and was so startled that his eyes almost didn't fall out.
I saw that Gong Qianxue was naked, with bruises all over her body.
Just like that, she leaned on a man and kept shaking/moving, making groaning sounds from time to time.
Beside Gong Qianxue, lay an ugly man who was foaming at the mouth and had already died.
And the man under Gong Qianxue was Jian Feng whose hands and feet had been chopped off.