Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

"But why is there that energy in my body?" Jun Moyan couldn't figure it out.

Both his parents are ordinary people, but why is there something beyond ordinary people in his body?

"I don't know, but your energy must be related to the tattoo. Since the tattoo on your body disappeared, the energy in your body has become weaker and weaker. Now I can hardly feel its existence."

As Wen Xiaoai said, his little hand touched Jun Mo Yan's heart, and he felt it for a while.

That energy is really weak.

So weak that she was a little afraid that after the energy disappeared, would it be bad for Jun Moyan.

"Wait for a few days to return to the Yaozu, ask your grandma, the patriarch, she should know."

"Well, my patriarch's grandmother has lived for three thousand years. She has seen a lot. She will know, and you will be fine."

"Ok."

Jun Mo Yan Wei nodded, but he was thinking about something unrealistic.

That energy, that tattoo, is not something ordinary people have.

Therefore, if he can, he really hopes that he is not an ordinary person, no matter what it is, as long as he can be closer to Xiaoguai, he is willing to accept that identity.

"Huh? Alcoholic? Are you here for breakfast?" Xiaocha walked out of the dining area and saw the alcoholic coming in through the gate.

"Did you just come? I seemed to hear your voice when I was just cleaning the kitchen inside."

"Well, my phone may have fallen here, come and look for it."

The drunkard said, came to the place where he had just sat in front of the sofa, rummaged randomly, and then found his mobile phone under the pillow, and put it in his pocket.

"Oh, looking for a cell phone, did you have breakfast? Would you like to have some?"

"I have already eaten."

"OK then."

The drunkard took it and left, leaving Wuyuan all the way, and when he came to the street, the drunkard took out the mobile phone in his pocket.

After a few slender fingers operated on the screen, the alcoholic put the phone to his ear...

On the phone, the voices of Wen Xiaoai and Jun Moyan were heard——

"Jun Moyan, I want to go back to the holy city, I want to go home."

"Come back home?"

"Well, I want to go back. The people of the Demon Race have been here and don't know what evil they are plotting. I have to go back and tell the grandma of the patriarch, and... I have not told you something."

"what's up?"

"Just..."

"Go back to the room and say."

Then there was the footsteps of the two leaving...

The drunkard listened to the recording several times and then deleted the recording.

"Devil?"

Does it mean that person?

The drunkard recalled the man. Although he had never seen his appearance before, his breath and appearance every time he appeared should be the same.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a member of the Demon Race.

Ge Zhi told him that the most powerful and powerful of the six realms are the Demon Realm and the Immortal Realm.

Only a thousand years ago, Demon Lord Nie Jiuque fought the fairy world for a fairy.

In the end, both lose and lose, the fairy also falls, and the remnant soul returns to the underworld.

In order to retrieve the remnant soul of the fairy, Mozun wanted to bring him back to life, so he led his troops into the underworld.

It's just that the underworld enforces the law impartially and refuses to hand over the remnant soul of the fairy.

So the Devil and the Underworld also caused a great battle.

But this time, even Demon Lord himself was wiped out...

I heard that in that battle, the underworld was also severely damaged, damaging 100,000 ghost soldiers and generals, and has been repairing for hundreds of years.