Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

Because there is an enchantment outside the Hall of Soul Cultivation, Ye Qi couldn't get in. He had a fluke just now, comforting himself that Wen Xiaoai might be asleep, so he didn't hear his voice.

But at this moment, Jun Moyan appeared here in a panic, obviously, Wen Xiaoai was not in the temple at all.

Feng Litan's words "The little princess is gone" instantly ignited Jun Moyan's anger and murderous intent.

"Didn't I let you look at her?!"

"I……"

Feng Litan, who was worried about the situation of the cat demon clan, regretted at this moment.

He really damned, how could he leave the pregnant little princess there alone.

Jun Mo Yan Mingming told him that the underworld is not safe either.

Pluto looked eagerly, with a bad heart, and possibly colluding with Zuo Yan, so he might hide in the dark to find a chance to attack Wen Xiaoai.

At this time, blaming Fenglidan is a waste of time. The most important thing is to find Wen Xiaoai first.

So Jun Moyan flicked his sleeves, turned around and left the Mao Yaozu.

In a short while, all the Yin Soldiers in the underworld came out, headed by Jun Moyan, and started looking for them on the way back and forth between the underworld and the demon world.

Feng Lidan didn't care about the situation of the cat demon clan, and went with Ye Qi to help find someone with the cat demon who could help.

I pray that Wen Xiaoai is not worried about the cat demon clan, so I want to come back and have a look, maybe it was just delayed on the road.

Within a few quarters of an hour, the passages between the two worlds had been turned upside down, but Wen Xiaoai was not seen.

Fear grew crazily in the bottom of my heart, infinitely oppressed, Jun Moyan began to panic.

When he thinks that Wen Xiaoai, who has a big belly and is inconvenient to move, is likely to have various situations, he almost runs away.

The Devil——

"Crack"

The mask turned into powder in the man's hand, flowing like fine sand from his fingers.

Nie Jiuque looked at the powder in his hand, and then slowly clenched his fist.

Ye Yin came up with a wooden box and presented it to him with both hands.

Nie Jiuque looked at it, then reached out and took out the contents of the wooden box.

It's a mask.

But it was the mask he used to wear a thousand years ago.

A cold touch came from his fingertips, and Nie Jiuque stroked the outline of the mask lightly. The familiar objects evoked his memories...

"So you look so good-looking."

He still clearly remembered that when he took off the mask, she blushed and said this stupidly.

The look in his eyes is like looking at his favorite purple jelly fruit.

I like it that way.

Since then, she no longer treats him carelessly as before.

She would be embarrassed at first, blushing, reserved, twitching, and whispering like her little fairy.

Will put on more beautiful dresses, insert more beautiful beads, and follow him out to play secretly.

Will look at him in a daze.

But more often he will be teased to expose his nature.

From then on, he knew that she treated him differently.

"Boom—"

Several corpses were suddenly thrown in by a powerful spiritual force, and slammed heavily on the hard floor.

Several demon soldiers vomited blood, but did not even mourn, and immediately died.

Jun Moyan's figure then appeared at the entrance of the hall.

When Mo Yu saw the person in the hall, their nerves tightened instantly.

Jun Moyan slowly raised his eyes and looked at Nie Jiuque who was sitting on a high place.

He is not wearing a mask.

That face was no longer the familiar appearance of Jun Wuchen.

But Jun Moyan is no stranger to his appearance at the moment.

His thoughts were suddenly pulled back to the battle a thousand years ago.

The heart tightened in an instant.