Muyan jumps down from the flying boat, and it automatically returns to its original position.
As she walks towards her bedroom, she teases Qi Huang in the Space, "Don't tell me that you were lovers who loved to kill each other in your previous life? Predestined karma, seven lifetimes of entanglement … tsk tsk, could it be that my guess that Youngest Martial Uncle likes men is actually true? "
"Jun Muyan!!" Qi Huang roars in anger, "You want to die! Who has predestined karma with that pretty boy?! "
Muyan closes the door, and her smile becomes even more brilliant, "My Youngest Martial Uncle has peerless looks, a jade tree in the wind, could it be that he …"
Before she can finish speaking, Qi Huang's face suddenly changes in the Space, and in the blink of an eye, he withdraws all of his breath.
And Muyan also feels that the atmosphere in the room is bitingly cold.
It's like being in the middle of winter.
However, in this bitingly cold and austere atmosphere, there's also a familiar atmosphere.
It's so familiar that it seems to melt into her bones, making her long to rely on and be close.
Muyan's lips move, and just as she's about to speak, her wrist suddenly feels like it's being clamped by an iron clamp, and there's a burst of burning pain.
Immediately after, her whole body is heavily pushed, and she hits the wall.
The man's blazing and violent breath hits her in the face, accompanied by a monstrous rage.
That kind of surging killing intent and anger could make the top cultivators of the Xiuzhen Continent tremble in fear, and kneel on the ground to beg for mercy.
But not only is Muyan not afraid, she instead raises her head, revealing a pitiful expression, "Di Ming Jue, it hurts!"
Her voice is soft, with a softness and coquettishness that only exists in front of this man.
Di Ming Jue's heart is filled with anger and jealousy, and it's like a punctured skin bag, leaking out more than half.
In the end, the five fingers that are clasping Muyan's wrist loosens.
Muyan takes the opportunity to break free from his grip, and before Di Ming Jue can react and get angry again, she raises her hand and hooks it around his neck, "How did you find me so quickly?"
The girl's fragrant and soft breath falls on his lips, and it's like the world's most enchanting fingers, melting his heart little by little.
Di Ming Jue strives to keep a cold face, and angrily says: "If Ben Jun didn't find me? Wouldn't you have fled to the ends of the earth? "
"How could that be?" Muyan smiles, "Didn't you already know where I was? Aren't I waiting for Jun Shang-daren to come find me? "
Di Ming Jue gnashes his teeth, "You left that kind of letter and disappeared, and you still dare to say that you're waiting for Ben Jun?!"
Only the heavens knew that when he saw that bright red letter, his heart had almost sunk into a frozen lake.
So, even if he clearly knows that this is Mu Yan's prank, he still wishes that he could dismember Star Wolf's corpse into ten thousand pieces.
Hearing Di Ming Jue's words, Mu Yan couldn't help but burst out laughing, "That, is Star Wolf still alive?"
Hearing that Di Ming Jue is temporarily leaving him behind because of her staying on the Star Wolf's chest, Mu Yan smiles even more happily.
Aiya, she really couldn't wait to meet that unlucky fellow again.
Just as she was laughing, her chin was suddenly grabbed by someone, and a strong arm appeared around her waist. With a fierce push, she was locked into a blazing embrace.
"In front of me, you still have the mood to think about other men."
Di Ming Jue's voice is somewhat dangerous. It doesn't sound like his usual jealous temper, but carries a genuine possessiveness and an irrepressible ruthlessness.
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