When that deep voice came from the horizon, Fengjiu couldn't help but tremble, her heart moved, and she turned around with surprise and disbelief in her eyes.
When she saw the familiar black figure coming from a distance, the corners of her lips curved up and a smile appeared on her lips involuntarily. Her eyes were fixed on the face of the approaching figure.
Even though the man had a big beard and looked like an unkempt uncle, she still forgot the pain from the wound on her body and smiled happily.
Looking at his appearance, you can tell that he must have traveled all the way back without even having a rest.
Whenever she thought of there being such a person, who was far away but always cared about her, and who would work day and night just to be by her side, a warm current would surge in her heart. This warmth flowed through her heart and spread throughout her body, making her forget the pain brought by the wounds on her body and only feel happy.
She didn't expect that he, who had not seen her for more than a year, would come back at this time and be by her side when she needed help the most.
When the people below heard the voice, they were startled and all looked towards the source of the voice.
Except for a few people who knew Xuanyuan Moze, most people had never seen Xuanyuan Moze. Now when they saw a black figure in the sky walking through the void at an extremely fast speed, they were all stunned, with a hint of doubt and confusion in their eyes.
What do you mean by "my woman"? Who is this big man with a beard whose face can't be seen clearly? Does he want to die? How dare he say such words in front of the Demon Lord? Isn't he afraid of being killed by the Demon Lord in an instant
Only a few people were startled when they saw the bearded man coming from afar and gradually approaching Fengjiu. They remembered who he was, and their hearts were relieved when they saw him coming.
"It's Xuanyuan Moze! He's back..." Song Ming murmured, his eyes filled with joy and anticipation.
Xuanyuan Moze, Lord of Hell! His strength is also unfathomable, and he was even stronger than Feng Jiu before. It is said that he went overseas more than a year ago, and now that he is back, he is not afraid of the powerful pressure from the Demon Lord that permeates the air. It can be seen that his strength must be no less than that of the Demon Lord!
But, is it possible? After all, the Demon Lord was at the level of the Immortal Emperor a hundred years ago. A hundred years later, his current strength is even more unfathomable. Compared with the Demon Lord, who is hundreds of years old, Xuanyuan Moze is only about thirty years old. Does such a young man really have the strength to fight the Demon Lord
In the distance, on the top of the mountain, Bai Xiao also grinned widely when he saw that figure appear: "It's Lord Yan, Lord Yan is back! That's great!"
Feng Ye, who had been watching nervously, looked at the bearded man in black robes in mid-air, but frowned: "Is that the man my niece likes? Why is he so old?"
"He's not old, he just didn't shave." Bai Xiao grinned and looked ahead, feeling relieved. In his heart, this Lord of Hell was also a very powerful figure. With him here, Fengjiu should be fine.