Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

"If you really want to see her, just keep your life honestly for me. I can save you once, but I can't save your life."

"Shou? Oh, you are a demon, the one just now is a demon, who is Jun Moyan? I'm just an ordinary person, do you want me to hold a fist or a gun? Do you think I don't want to live?!"

Jun Moyan became excited again, the corners of his lips were tightly pressed, but his heart was full of hatred for his incompetence.

In fact, when General Wu shot him for the second time, but was inexplicably blocked by himself, Jun Moyan had questions and expectations for his identity for a moment.

But he was quickly pinched out by himself.

He knew very well that he was born by a human mother in October. He had lived in the human world for twenty-six years, and his body was bleeding from human blood.

The more you think, the more disappointed.

Reality prevented him from having any expectations of his identity.

For the strange energy that burst out of his body just now, Jun Moyan can only attribute his tattoos.

Thinking of this, Jun Moyan tore open his clothes, the tattoo on his left chest was particularly conspicuous.

"What's the matter with my tattoo? You know, right?"

Nie Jiuque looked over subconsciously, and when he saw the tattoo, his hand hung on his leg was clenched tightly, a murderous look suddenly appeared in his eyes, and his breath became dangerous.

Thousands of years ago flashed before the eyes, the soul-suppressing beast went mad and out of control, and the two eventually died together...

"You really know this thing."

He knew that the appearance of this tattoo had nothing to do with the demon in front of him.

Nie Jiuque's eyes gradually moved upward to Jun Moyan's face, and the murderous intent in his eyes soared in a moment, almost surging out.

"Yes! Of course I do! How could I not know!"

Nie Jiuque stared at Jun Moyan with a pair of hateful eyes, gritting his teeth every word.

"It just turned to ashes, and I recognize it too!"

Thousands of years ago, if it hadn't been because it held Yinger's soul, how could he and Yinger be separated for thousands of years.

What's even more hateful is that after a thousand years, his Yinger not only completely forgot him, but treated him as an enemy several times, but also stayed with his real enemy.

And his Nie Jiuque couldn't even shout a grievance!

Today in the Mao Yaozu, he took her away, but he couldn't even find a suitable identity and reason.

He even had to save his enemies and rivals all the time.

Jun Moyan didn't understand why Nie Jiuque hated him so much.

"you hate me?"

Jun Moyan's questioning words ignited Nie Jiuque's emotions.

Almost as soon as his voice fell, Nie Jiuque lost his mind and blasted out angrily:

"Should I not hate you? I can't wait to cut you a thousand times, I can't wait to cut your body into pieces, I can't wait to peel you into eighteen layers of hell, so that you can never live beyond!"

The pale face under the mask turned red with excitement, with those eyes.

Nie Jiuque's words made Jun Moyan confused.

What do you mean?

What does it mean?

Countless pictures flashed in Jun Moyan's mind, all of the strange things that happened after he met Wen Xiaoai, as well as the strange dreams he had before, the "living tattoos" in the dreams.

——"I am looking for you, they are all waiting for you to go back"

Underworld, soul, yes, there is a past and present life.

He is now human Jun Moyan, his last life...but not necessarily.

He doesn't even know the demon in front of him, so does his hatred for him continue in his previous life?

Therefore, Jun Moyan did not ask "Why do you hate me to save me", but took advantage of Nie Jiuque's emotional excitement and loss of reason, and took the opportunity to use his words:

"who am I?"