Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

Ten minutes ago, he had just returned from the outside, but he happened to run into the scene where Wen Xiaoai in the room was casting a spell on Tsing Yi to erase his memory...

Nine Lives Cat Demon?

The drunkard's eyes became a little weird...

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In the dark and quiet secret room.

The man surrounded by black air sits cross-legged on the ice bed. Wen Xiaoai's face occupies his entire brain. Because of shock and disbelief, his pupils are constantly shrinking, his eyes are unpredictable and his face is also unpredictable. More and more pale.

All sorts of scenes of the two people once together flashed in front of me.

"...Yinger."

He spoke with a trembling voice, and his hands on his legs were clenched into fists, almost unable to bear his excitement.

Thousands of years have passed, and you are finally back.

"Are you back? You know I'm looking for you, so you are back, are you?"

"No, she is not."

He was talking to himself, looking sad and painful for a while, ecstatic for a while.

"It's not her, Yinger can't hurt me...not her, not her."

He suddenly thought of something again, the mood and expression in his eyes changed again, and there was more affirmation in his eyes, almost certain.

"She is Yinger, she is my Yinger."

His brain is a little confused, and his mood can be said to be mixed.

More, naturally it is hi.

"No, Ying'er, you can't stay with Jun Moyan, you can't."

He suddenly became very sensible but extremely uncomfortable. He turned his head to look at the blood crow on the ground who didn't know whether it was alive or dead.

Then he raised his hand and began to treat him.

After a few minutes, the man withdrew his hand.

"Ahem..."

He coughed a few times, put one hand on his heart, and his face became paler.

His divine sense was attached to Ye Yin's body, so his soul also suffered the injuries that Ye Yin suffered on his body.

"Wow~"

A weak crow cried, and the blood crow on the ground moved.

After a while, the blood crow turned into a human again.

Ye Yin knelt on the ground, covering her chest with one hand, and propping up her body with the other.

He slowed down, then gathered mana in his palm, gritted his teeth and sucked out the bullet.

Looking at the **** bullet in his palm, Ye Yin was a little annoyed, and directly turned the bullet into powder.

He put his hands on the ground, raised his head, and looked at the man on the ice bed who had spent a lot of energy to save him. He was recovering at this moment. He respectfully said, "Yeyin thanked the master for saving his life."

"..." The man closed his eyes without answering.

After a while, he put away all his breath and mana, and then slowly opened his eyes.

"Master, Yeyin is unfavorable in doing things, causing her owner to be injured. After Yeyin recovers, the cat will be killed to make up for it." Yeyin promised.

"Don't move her."

The man's gloomy voice sounded, because Ye Yin's sentence about to kill Wen Xiaoai made his eyes congeal with murderous intent.

"What did you say?" Yeyin didn't react.

"No one can touch her."

"Why? Aren't you worried that she would ruin our plan after she returned to the Yaozu to report the news?" Ye Yin didn't understand.

After his body was occupied, the whole person's consciousness was chaotic. He only vaguely remembered that Jun Moyan suddenly found that he had injured them, so the master failed to kill the cat demon.

"Master, you are afraid that killing the cat demon will cause trouble if she is known by her tribe? But Zuo Yan's guardian has already attacked her tribe, and our demon clan has already become vengeful with the demon clan."