Red pupils appear! Control time! The reborn daughter explodes

Hearing this, Feng Jingyou took the token, said nothing more, turned around and left the God Clan.

She had to speed up.

Mo Yi looked at Feng Jingyou's back with a complicated expression.

..

Spirit pool.

Mo Yi knelt down on his own initiative: "Please punish me, Son of God."

He shouldn't interrupt the tenderness between Mo Wuchen and Feng Jingyou, but for Mo Wuchen's safety, he had to do it.

What he didn't expect was that Mo Wuchen didn't blame him.

"Get up."

Mo Wuchen slowly opened his eyes and looked at Mo Yi.

"you are right."

He didn't expect Mo Yi to say these words.

Mo Yi still did not stand up, and lowered his head and said: "I dared to say these words, I hope the Son of God does not blame me."

At this time, Mo Er, as the middle god, played the role of adjusting the atmosphere.

"You are really good at talking, kid. You knew that the Son of God wanted Miss Feng to focus on her own business, so you told her that she needed the human race's palace-guarding beads and the demon race's magic box. I also want to praise you."

He patted Mo Yi's shoulder and lifted him up from the ground.

"She has her own things to do."

Mo Wuchen looked into the distance and his tone slowed down a lot.

"Son of God..."

Mo Yi wanted to say something but stopped.

"Do you really want to wait until Miss Feng recovers her strength?"

No, maybe he should ask - even if Feng Jingyou recovered her strength, would Mo Wuchen be willing to let her feed him with her blood?

"Ah."

Mo Wuchen closed his eyes and didn't want to think about it.

Half a month ago, a mysterious man took him away inexplicably, destroyed his strength, injured him, and fed him poison, making him feel the pain of broken bones and gnawing heart all the time.

Facing that man, he had no power to resist.

But that person seemed to have suffered the backlash and vomited blood.

This shows that he is most likely not from Tianyao Continent, so if he uses power that does not belong to this world, he will suffer backlash from the power.

This mysterious man told him that only the blood of the owner of the source of death energy could extend his life.

If you want to completely cure the poison and return to your peak, you need to fight for your life.

Exchange Feng Jingyou's life for his life.

"Son of God, but you..."

Mo Er looked at Mo Wuchen, who was getting weaker and weaker, and felt a little anxious.

Given Mo Wuchen's personality, it would be impossible for him to use Feng Jingyou's blood to prolong his life.

Was he just going to have to watch the Son of God, whom he had followed for a hundred years, living in agony all day, not knowing when he would die?

He can't.

Mo Wuchen seemed to be able to guess what Mo Yi and Mo Er were thinking.

"If you tell her anything, you won't have to stay in the God Clan anymore."

Mo Wuchen didn't mean to be joking at all.

Over the years, no matter how angry he was, he would never say anything to ask them to leave.

They knew that Mo Wuchen was serious this time.

"Can..."

Mo Er wanted to say something else.

"There aren't that many buts. I can handle it myself without anyone else."

Mo Wuchen closed his eyes to rest, but Mo Yi and Mo Er knew that he was not feeling well.

"Mo Er." Mo Yi scolded him.

He didn't want to cause trouble for Mo Wuchen, he just wanted Mo Wuchen to have a good rest.

Mo Er muttered a few words quietly and said no more.

The spirit pond returned to its former tranquility.

The three of them had different thoughts in their minds, and their hearts were already in turmoil.

Here.

Feng Jingyou rushed back to the Black Camp at an extremely fast speed.

"How come two people were lost in just three days?"

The man in purple scolded everyone around him.

"The Human King is coming soon. What's going on?"

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