"Yan Jue, if you really think about it from his perspective, then if you call him out now, as long as you call him out and confront him face to face, as long as Zijin says that he is voluntary, I will believe him. , otherwise." When Xiao Mo said this, there was endless coldness in his eyes. Before she could finish speaking, Yan Jue could no longer bear it. He was ready to gather the demonic energy in his hand and strike with a palm. Damn this little bitch.
He's so annoying, Xiao Jin'er. Can she tell whether she dislikes him or not? Even if he and Xiao Jin'er have a big conflict, it's only a matter between them. What's the matter with you?
"Xiao Mo, in your previous life, you couldn't handle my three moves. Now I want to see if your practice has been neglected in the past few years." Yan Jueneng snorted and said.
Nuomi Tuan was so anxious that the fur all over his body stood up. No one else knew what Xiao Mo had been like these past few years. How could it not know? This little girl's heart has been focused on Ye Xiuyuan all day long. Not to mention her practice, even the tasks are spurred by her from behind.
[Daddy, this is not the time to be brave. Let’s stop talking and leave quickly. Yan Jue, Yan Jue is really murderous.] Nuomi Tuan said in a hurry, fearing what Xiao Mo would say next. The words came out that Yan absolutely loved it, and that was the rhythm of playing it to the end.
Sure enough, Xiao Mo still lived up to his expectations. Dad will always be so good.
"Yan Jue, tsk tsk, why, I can't hold it in anymore. I'm afraid you've been waiting for today for a long time, so come on over. I also want to see if your cultivation has improved in the past few years. ." Xiao Mo also began to make an offensive posture.
"I don't know whether to live or die." A trace of murderous intent flashed in Yan Jue's eyes, and when he was about to release the demonic energy in his hands, a familiar Qingyue voice suddenly sounded: "What are you doing?" Ye Zijin looked at the two of them. The posture was as if they wanted to start a fight on the spot. hurriedly asked.
"Xiao Jin'er, why are you up?" Yan Jue looked at Ye Zijin with his sleepy eyes open and looking at him softly. Those eyes turned black at some point, as if it was the night. There is ink that cannot be smudged out.
"I got up as soon as I woke up and found that you were not beside the bed. Moreover, you made such a loud noise in front of me. I also wanted to come down and see why you two were acting like children. You were arguing again." Ye Zi. When Jin said this, his eyes were full of helplessness. The two people met like water meeting fire, insisting on competing.
"Xiao Mo and I have some things to resolve. You drank so much last night and you are probably very tired now. You should go back and rest. I am here. Are you still afraid that we two will not fight?" Yan Juexiao I wanted to take the person back and have a good rest.
But Ye Zijin is not that easy to fool. He knows that as soon as he leaves, the situation between the two of them will probably become more embarrassing, and a fight is not impossible. It is precisely because of this that he cannot leave.
"Don't try to lie to me. Are you so anxious to let me go because after I leave, you two can discuss your affairs unscrupulously?" Ye Zijin's temper was also very stubborn. He refused to leave after he said so. That means not leaving.
Xiao Mo saw Yan Jue hurriedly trying to pull Zi Jin away. There must be a ghost inside, so she quickly said: "Zi Jin."
(End of chapter)