The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 3089 Finale (10)

This scene shocked everyone present.

This iceberg face, the guy with facial paralysis who was better than Leng Wuyou actually laughed.

Is the sun coming out from the west today?
Cang Lao and Wu Wu couldn't help looking up at the sky.

The sun, well, still rising in the east, is now in the middle.

So to make this guy smile, unless it's a big happy event.

"Xiao Qi is awake."

A low soliloquy spewed out from Leng Wushang's mouth, and it was instantly heard by everyone present.

Mr. Leng was planning to come over to check on the cultivation status of these boys, but when he just arrived, he heard such a heart-shattering word that he almost fell down without even stepping on the steps.

After finally stabilizing his figure, he blew towards Leng Wushang like a gust of wind.

Leng Wuyou knew how much his accident had affected Jun Moyuan.

So now he is somewhat flustered.

Even if the heart demon knows the little girl like the back of his hand, just like him.

After a while, Jun Moyuan stretched out his hand and hugged the little girl into his arms, holding her tightly, wanting to integrate her into his flesh and blood, but he was worried that he would hurt her, so he restrained himself a bit.

That inner demon always creates hallucinations for him, letting him see the little girl wake up, intending to confuse him and let him get out of this body.

The exasperated old man followed closely, forming a dark blue arc.

It was only when they arrived in Wutong Realm that they realized that their little Qi had already been taken to his lair by a certain wolf.

But a fake is a fake, and he can recognize it at a glance.

It's just that the inner demon hides too deeply, and he doesn't care about it himself.

"Stinky boy, what did you just say?"

He has been by the little girl's side all these years, waiting for the little girl to wake up all the time, and he has a demon in his heart.

After a long while, he stretched out his fingertips to gently touch Leng Wuyou's long and curly eyelashes, feeling the slight itchiness of the eyelashes brushing against his fingertips, Jun Moyuan blinked his eyes, and then moved his hand to the small eyelashes. The corner of the girl's eyes pressed slightly.

In the hall of the Demon Lord.

But he didn't expect that the demon in his heart would try to replace him and take the little girl into his arms.

Leng Wuyou was placed on the bed by Jun Moyuan. The dark red bed matched Leng Wuyou's pale complexion, which made her beautiful face look youthful, and her long white hair fell down. The feeling of a sick beauty came over me.

In fact, when the little girl had an accident for the first time, he already had a demon in his heart.

He didn't say anything else, just hugged her tightly, and called her over and over again in a hoarse voice, as if he couldn't shout enough, and seemed to be afraid of what was in his arms. Hallucination again.

The wind brought by that speed blew the old man's hair up.

Leng Wuyou was hugged tightly by Jun Moyuan, feeling the trembling of Jun Moyuan's body, she froze.

As a result, the person in front of him had disappeared before he finished speaking. He had already turned into a dark light and went straight to the teleportation array leading to Wutong Realm.

It's just that with the passage of time, the inner demon became deeper and stronger, and the illusion created became more and more real, and even he almost fell for it.

"Seven Treasures, Seven Treasures..."

Jun Moyuan put the person on the bed, while he sat sideways on the edge of the bed, staring at the little girl blankly, without saying a word, he just looked at it like this.

It wasn't until just now that he confirmed that his Seven Treasures had really returned.

She was so distressed that she reached out to hug this fragile man, and hugged him tightly, responding to him over and over again, telling him, "I'm here, don't be afraid."

A cool feeling came from the neck, which made Leng Wuyou's heart constrict suddenly.

Jun Moyuan, this powerful man, actually... cried.

Leng Wuyou's nose was a little sour, and her eye sockets were a little red, she hugged him tightly, resting her cheek on his shoulder.

(End of this chapter)