Mo Xiangli gl

Wang Chuan dragged Murong Yu to the forest outside the city, ignored her still struggling, and threw her in front of the tree.

The redness in her eyes has not faded away.

So Wang Chuan cast a heart-purifying spell on her.

In this way, it seems to be able to suppress her a little.

However, Wang Chuan still underestimated the influence of the demon energy in her body on her.

Murong Yu, who was hit by the heart-purifying curse, felt even more painful.

Seeing the man gritted his teeth and endured, Wang Chuan clenched his fists tightly.

Where did the magic energy in her body come from?

Who did it!

Can't she be allowed to be a mortal for the rest of her life?

Why do you treat her like this!

Wang Chuan took a step forward, hugged Murong Yu through the whip, stroked her back and said, "It's okay, it's okay, just bear it."

After a long time, Murong Yu stopped struggling and leaned weakly on Wang Chuan.

She asked hoarsely, "Can you untie the whip?"

After Wang Chuan untied the whip, she leaned against the tree and fell powerlessly on the ground.

At that time, although she had lost her mind, she still remembered what happened at that time.

Such a self is too dangerous.

Wang Chuan stood aside, watching her quietly.

Yan Zichen sat in Murong Yu's room, waited for a long time, and finally waited for Murong Yu to come back.

She quickly stood up and faced Murong Yu, "Are you alright?"

Murong Yu took a deep look at her, and then smiled slightly: "I'm fine, didn't I scare you today?"

Yan Zichen shook his head, pulled Murong Yu to the table, rolled up the sleeves on her arms, and prepared to apply medicine for her.

However, the arm that was supposed to have a sword wound became smooth and flawless.

This wound healed faster than ever!

It seems that the medicine prepared at the beginning is useless.

Yan Zichen put down her sleeves, held her hand tightly, and stopped talking.

Murong Yu knew what she wanted to say, but she spoke first: "Zi Chen, don't tell my mother what happened today. I'm afraid, she will be worried."

Yan Zichen nodded and said, "Well, I have already told my brothers and sisters not to talk too much."

Murong Yu smiled, "Okay, it's late at night, I'll take you back."

Yan Zichen's gaze was a little dim, and at that moment, she suppressed those emotions and replied, "Okay."

Murong Yu sent her to the door of the room, but when he was about to leave, she hugged her tightly.

Yan Zichen buried his head in Murong Yu's neck, and said, "Murong Yu, if there is anything, you must speak up, okay?"

Murong Yu suppressed the soreness on the tip of his nose, and hugged her back forcefully, "Don't worry, I'll be fine."

She said I'll be fine, not that I'm fine.

The two hugged each other silently in the quiet courtyard, and they never let go for a long time.

Yan Zichen smelled Murong Yu's body, and grabbed her robe tightly.

The usual refreshing medicinal fragrance has now been covered by another strong fragrance.

It smells very pungent.

In the devil world.

Wang Chuan confronted Wuming with a cold face, "Tell me, how did the devilish energy in her body come from?"

Wuming had a headache: "I really don't know!"

"Wu Ming, don't challenge my limits. You hate her big brother, so it's possible to trick her!"

"Wang Chuan, when did I lie to you? If she was only Murong Yu, I would definitely not let her go easily, but she is still the young master of the God Realm, how dare I attack her so easily? So, I really don't know how she has evil energy in her body! Fourth Uncle's Death Curse on her will only erode her soul, it won't make her have more evil energy! What's more, the Death Curse has already eroded her soul. It was solved by the god!" Wuming felt that he was very wronged.

"A monster has attacked her."

Wuming's expression changed drastically, "What! Chi Changxue is the only one in the demon world who knows her identity!"

Wang Chuan frowned, "It can't be her, could it be your subordinate's fault?"

"Probably not. The people I brought with me that day were all trustworthy people. Tell me, could it be that the fourth uncle is not dead?"

"Impossible! That woman Yaozhi attacked so ruthlessly, and with Chi Changxue and Yao Yan standing behind her back at that time, they couldn't possibly let Fourth Uncle live."

Wuming suddenly thought of one thing, and he said seriously: "There is another possibility, perhaps, he has already cultivated 'Crossing the sea with the sky'."

'Crossing the sea without the sky' is a technique of the devil world.Those who have completed this skill can feign death to escape when encountering danger.It's just that in that way, all his cultivation will be lost, and what survives is only a cloud of demonic energy, not even a human form.

In other words, after casting this method, one can only live, secretly.But after surviving, if there is an opportunity to practice again, it will be much easier than before.

Wang Chuan looked solemn, "For thousands of years, no one in the Demon Realm has been able to practice 'Crossing the Sea with Concealment'. If he really succeeds in 'Crossing the Sea with Concealment', then when he makes a comeback in the future, we must be the first targets of his revenge."

Wuming frowned, "Now Wuxin leads the remnants of my fourth uncle and retreats to the east, which has caused me a lot of trouble in recent days. How about this, you go back to the world and look at Murong Yu, I will send some people to help you. Don't worry , I will check the fourth uncle's affairs carefully, and then check whether my subordinates have caused the problem, and then I will give you an answer."

Wang Chuan thought about it carefully, even if his fourth uncle hadn't died, there would be no disturbances in the near future, so he left with peace of mind.

After Wang Chuan left, Wuming suddenly remembered, could it be that Murong Yu really gave Yan Zichen the blood jade that the god emperor's heart and blood turned into?

Thinking back to the time when he was in Murong Villa, that deadly palm hit him all back, and his brows furrowed even deeper. Wasn't that piece of jade just for her body protection...

The next day was Mrs. Yan's [-]th birthday, Biyun Sect did not hold a big banquet like other sects, but celebrated in a low-key way, only the disciples of Biyun Sect celebrated her birthday.

Ren Qingzhou and Liu Yunrou really kept their word, even if they were hurt like this, they didn't tell the elders.

Therefore, Rong Yilian didn't know what happened yesterday, and dragged Murong Yu around the door early in the morning.

Although Biyunmen is a small sect, the personnel in the gate are also somewhat miscellaneous.

In Mrs. Yan's generation, there are still some brothers and sisters who are still alive, that is, Rong Yilian's uncles and uncles, and those uncles and uncles also have many disciples who are of the same generation as Rong Yilian.

Today, it was rare for everyone to go back to Biyunmen to celebrate Mrs. Yan's birthday, so Rong Yilian specially took Murong Yu to meet those elders.

Murong Yu followed Rong Yilian obediently and worked hard for half a day, but fortunately nothing happened to her body.

Taking advantage of the time, she said to Rong Yilian: "Mom, I'm going to look for something during this time, so I won't go home with you."

Rong Yilian asked suspiciously: "Looking for something? Are you sure you're not going to the capital?"

Murong Yu sighed: "If I don't go to the capital, I'm just looking for something."

Rong Yilian was dubious, "Then remember to take care of yourself, and see how haggard you have become recently."

Murong Yu suppressed her sadness and said: "Mother, I'm sorry, the child is too unfilial. I originally promised to stay with you when I came back this time, but now I broke my promise."

Rong Yilian waved her hand and said: "What are you talking about, anyway, the days ahead are still long. When you finish what you are doing, go back to the villa. Your sister-in-law is probably going to give birth in a few months. By then you Just stay at home and take care of the kids."

"Well, I listen to you."

Rong Yilian said in surprise: "Murong Yu, when did you become so obedient? Why don't you talk back?"

Murong Yu sighed: "It was the child who was ignorant before, and I will definitely not make you angry again in the future."

Rong Yilian shuddered, touched the goosebumps on her body, and said: "Don't, don't, you should be normal like before, an old lady like you will be scared!"

If it was before, Murong Yu would definitely roll his eyes at her mother.

Today is different from the past, Murong Yu can only sigh heavily in his heart.

Whether we can meet again is still a question.

In the evening, a banquet was set up in Biyun Gate.

Red tablecloths were spread on the big round table, and there were about 20 tables.Murong Yu sat at the main table with her mother, Shen Muyan, Zichen and others.

In the past, Yan Zichen never touched alcohol.

Today, she actually drank a few cups.

Murong Yu frowned, picked up the wine glass in front of him and took a sip.

Well, luckily it's not a hard drink.

However, she still overestimated Yan Zichen's drinking power, before the banquet was over, she was already on the verge of collapse.

Murong Yu looked at her worriedly, feeling a little uneasy.

Today, she is a little abnormal.

At that time, Murong Yu and Rong Yilian were sitting on Madam Yan's left, Yan Zichen and Shen Mu were sitting on Madam Yan's right.

Seeing her daughter's appearance, Rong Yilian once again cursed secretly that she was worthless.

He bumped her elbow and said, "Go if you want, what do you mean by being coy?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Mu looked at Rong Yilian with a half-smile, while Mrs. Yan pretended not to know anything.

Murong Yu sighed, got up and greeted the elders, then went back to the room with Yan Zichen behind her back.

Yan Zichen lay quietly on Murong Yu's back, not making any noise.

Murong Yu focused on the road, speechless all the way.

Arriving at Yan Zichen's room, Murong Yu put her on the bed, covered her with a quilt and was about to leave, but she grabbed her by the sleeves.

She said, "Murong Yu, don't go..."

When Murong Yu heard this, she really stopped.

She added: "I know that I have many shortcomings. I am self-willed, spoiled, self-righteous, and extremely useless. When I encounter danger, I can only rely on you to protect me..."

Murong Yu was about to speak, but she stopped her: "Listen to me first, I can correct these shortcomings. You believe in me, I can really correct them! Don't worry, I won't marry Brother Cong, From now on, I won't be jealous, lose my temper with you, or bully you..."

She paused slightly, then continued: "So, can you not leave me?"

Murong Yu's heart trembled, and he looked at her with complicated eyes.

Seeing her like this, Yan Zichen was even more sure of what she was thinking, and she clenched her hands even tighter, and asked again: "Can you not leave me?"

Looking at that person's red eyes, Murong Yu felt bitter in her heart, she didn't want to leave either.

However, now she can no longer do whatever she wants.

She smiled lightly and said, "Zichen, you're drunk."

Yes, she was drunk. If she wasn't drunk, how could she beg her so humblely?

However, drunk people never say that they are drunk.

"I'm not drunk, I'm sober. I heard everything you said to Aunt Lian today."

Yan Zichen accidentally overheard the conversation between Murong Yu and Rong Yilian today, and remembered the way she looked at her in the past two days, always nostalgic but reluctant.

That unstoppable feeling came again.

Murong Yu met her eyes, but immediately moved away.

Yan Zichen sat up, she tightly grabbed Murong Yu's collar, and said in a trembling voice, "Murong Yu, I beg you, what's the matter, can we face it together?"

Murong Yu felt that Her Royal Highness was really smart sometimes, or rather, she was too sensitive.

However, she could only bite the bullet and coax, "What nonsense are you talking about, how can there be so many things? It's just that I suddenly received a letter from the master, and I have something to do."

Obviously, Yan Zichen did not really believe this statement.

She fixedly looked into Murong Yu's eyes, and after a long, long time, she let go of her hand, smiled bitterly, and said, "I see."

Murong Yu pressed her into the quilt, and gently patted her on the back through the quilt, coaxing her to sleep.

Listening to Murong Yu's rambling words, Yan Zichen gradually closed her eyes, and she only vaguely remembered a few sentences.

"Don't force yourself if you don't know how to drink..."

"Don't always wrong yourself in the future..."

"You must remember to take good care of yourself..."

Feeling that the man's breathing gradually stabilized, Murong Yu stopped his hands.

Arranging her messy hair, looking at her sleeping face with nostalgia.

In the end, she just pressed a kiss on the corner of her mouth and left.

"Sorry……"

After returning to her room, she sat on the bed for a long time, thinking for a long time.

Later, she rang the bell on Chang'an Sword.

After seeing the visitor, she said, "I want to ask you to do me a favor..."