The aura all over Jun Mohan's body was so strong that it enveloped the entire venue.
Just like his current aura, the cold air was exuding. It was obviously the beginning of autumn, but everyone seemed to feel the biting coldness of winter.
The air pressure on Jun Mohan's body was too strong. He passed by many people, and everyone could feel that they couldn't even breathe at that moment. His whole body seemed to be frozen all of a sudden, and it was so cold that he felt a little chilly.
Everyone looked at Jun Mohan and felt that he had the aura of dominating the world.
They seemed to be really watching the emperor walk by, making them involuntarily want to worship, and even had the urge to kneel down.
this person…
Mr. Jun, how can your aura be so strong
Those bodyguards and shadow guards could feel the awe-inspiring murderous aura and the faint smell of blood.
Experts know that this is the smell coming from the killing fields.
They couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.
At this moment, Jun Mohan's sight was all about Feng Sujin. There was a storm in his eyes, and a storm-like aura was sweeping around him.
He just walked inward step by step, his eyes full of Feng Sujin, with a cold mist in his eyes, dim and dim, there were too many emotions in them, too complicated, no one could distinguish them clearly.
Feng Sujin just looked at Jun Mohan like this. For some reason, even before he came in front of her, she felt that her whole body was enveloped by his aura, making it impossible for her to even escape.
Feng Sujin met Jun Mohan's eyes, and her heart trembled violently. She didn't dare to look at him with such eyes, and she could even say that she couldn't resist.
Feng Sujin really had the urge to run away.
But what's more, I feel sad, and my heart is sour and painful.
She clearly told herself to be strong, but the moment she saw Jun Mohan, tears filled her eyes involuntarily.
The feeling of missing and hurting.
Feng Sujin pursed her lips and stubbornly tilted her head to one side, no longer looking at Jun Mohan.
But no one knew that her heart could no longer be calm, and the sea in her heart was filled with turbulent waves. The waves rolled in one after another, and she could not stand still due to the impact.
There is longing, affection and a hint of strange resentment.
She wants to control her emotions rationally, but there are some feelings and emotions that she cannot control rationally.
The distress and pain in Jun Mohan's eyes were so obvious, and his Ajin was so thin.
He broke into the imperial capital with bloodthirsty, and saw the press conference on the big screen in the square. The moment he saw Feng Sujin, he was almost overwhelmed by longing and emotion.
But what he couldn't stand the most was not these, but the fact that Feng Sujin had lost weight, and she was so thin that it made him feel distressed.
He felt like his heart was being cut off inch by inch at that moment.
This is the person he holds in his hands and loves deeply. He wished that he could let her eat more every day. Even if he ate a little more, he would be happy and only wanted to make her fat.
But he didn't expect that he would come back again and see her falling down when the wind blew.
Even though he was already like this, he still had to bear it with strength. Such a strong and thin figure made him feel distressed beyond measure.
"Ajin, Ajin..."
Jun Mohan was chanting these two words when his heart was suffocating. It was she who gave him the strength to support him when he returned to the imperial capital with bloodthirsty.
She said she would take care of herself.
But when he thought about her injury, her fever, and what happened in the imperial capital, Jun Mohan could only blame himself, himself.