Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

They couldn't help but say, and came directly towards them.

Seeing that there was a situation, those people subconsciously regarded these a dozen people in black as Jun Moyan's subordinates, so they showed off their weapons one after another, preparing to kill directly.

However, outnumbered, they were soon overpowered by those in black.

A manager who seemed to be a clubhouse appeared at this time.

He glanced at the few on the ground who were subdued by his subordinates, then bent down and picked up the dagger on the ground that was exactly the same as the one in the VIP box that killed their boss.

Look at a few people.

"Who sent you here?"

"..."

"Don't tell? We can also investigate. Don't think that we are not fighting or grabbing at the White Mingmen recently. Just think we are not good. Any cat or dog will dare to come to our site and stray wildly. Even dare to kill our boss. "

Bai Mingmen? Kill them Boss?

Several people convulsed suddenly, and then realized that they were calculated by Jun Moyan.

This time he was dead. Not only did he not kill Jun Moyan, but he also let the organization and Bai Mingmen face up.

"We didn't kill people."

This excuse seemed too pale and weak.

Only then did he remember why Jun Moyan didn't drive his car when he first fled from the woods, but robbed them of a broken van to drive.

It turned out that Jun Moyan had calculated it from the beginning.

The car is theirs, and the daggers left on the scene are also theirs, even if there are thousands of mouths, it is hard to tell.

And they had old feuds before the New Organization and Bai Mingmen, of course the old feuds were caused by Jun Moyan.

Unexpectedly, it didn't take long for him to be framed by Jun Moyan again.

Damn it, it's impossible to guard against!

"You didn't kill it? So you brought knives and guns on your body, so you came here to consume it? Our boss took your daggers and hid in the box and cut our necks?!" The steward took the **** dagger in his hand. Pat him on the face.

"You better explain to yourself who sent you, otherwise you will not even have a whole body."

"..."

After Jun Moyan left the club, he directly took a taxi and returned to the woods.

It was already seven o'clock in the morning, and the sky was shining slightly, but the woods were still dark at first glance, and the light seemed to never penetrate the darkness.

Jun Moyan returned to his car. He did not rush to leave, nor was he afraid of danger coming again. He sat in the car and looked at the woods in a daze.

His eyes became more and more empty, as if he was suddenly poached and took away his soul. Only one body was still suffering and suffering.

It's so dark here and there are so many grasses and shrubs inside. If the boy sneaks back next time, one will definitely be scared.

She doesn't even know the way, next time she comes back, can she find the way back to Wuyuan?

She is so clingy to him now, she needs him to help with everything, eating, sleeping, dressing, washing... Now that she is back in the demon world, can she still eat, sleep, and take care of herself?

Jun Moyan smiled miserably, his eyes were full of self-deprecating and sadness, he almost forgot that there was Ye Qi.

That person has taken care of her for five hundred years. He should be more familiar with Xiaoguai’s daily life than anyone else. How could he need Xiaoguai to take care of himself...

Thinking of Ye Qi's figure everywhere in Wen Xiaoai's life, Jun Moyan's broken heart seemed to be trampled underfoot, and it seemed that he was trampled on with his dignity.