Don't make trouble for the male god of fast crossing

Chapter 429 Mirror Silence (45)

When Yan Jing came over, he saw Yan Mo shivering curled up in the barrier he had set up, with a ferocious expression on his face, trying his best to control his spiritual power and actions.

As if he was about to lose his mind.

In fact, he was indeed on the verge of losing his sobriety.

When I saw Yan Jing, I couldn't recognize it at all.

I just felt that someone subconsciously attacked with a spiritual power and hit the opponent.

But when it touched the opponent, it was instantly dissolved and disappeared by an invisible force.

Yan Mo's mind is not clear, and he doesn't know why, one attack after another keeps throwing out.

With inexhaustible strength, he was depleting his body.

This is the son of God, plus he still has a supernatural strategy, power is not something that can be controlled just by controlling it.

But Yan Jing was fine. If Yan Mo was sober, he might be able to see that Yan Jing exuded a thick black energy, which was not the same dimension of spiritual power as his body at all.

During these attacks, Yan Jing slowly walked in front of him, raised his hand slightly, and put it on top of his head, black spiritual power penetrated into his body, gradually, Yan Mo stopped attacking blindly, his body seemed to be drained He lost his strength, his eyes were empty and absent-minded, and after a few minutes, he completely fell down.

Yan Jing had been prepared to catch him, and hugged Yan Mo to prevent him from falling.

The eyes were inexplicable, mysterious, and there seemed to be a trace of treachery passing by.

He patted his back lightly, kissed his forehead, and then disappeared in place with Yan Mo.

Xia Ye sensed that Yan Mo had gone berserk again in the management office, and before he had time to check, that force disappeared.

She snorted mockingly, and knew without thinking that the man was in control again.

If it wasn't for his usefulness, she wouldn't put Mo by his side at all.

But so far, there is no other way.

Yan Mo closed his eyes and was immersed in pain. From his appearance, he could see how much damage he had suffered.

But this kind of pain has been with him since he was a child, maybe he has already gotten used to it.

Yan Jing stood aside, watching indifferently. In the past, he would directly control the rush of this force, but today he only controlled it a little bit.

I don't know why, maybe if Yan Mo can't bear it like this, he can leave, and the agreement with Jinghan will disappear naturally.

Suddenly, the man lying on the bed opened his eyes suddenly, and violent spiritual power burst out directly from his body.

Dissolved by other forces, Yan Mo's eyes were scarlet, and he looked at the man beside the bed fiercely.

He is conscious, at least he remembers everything now.

"Who are you?!"

He remembered that he had told Yan Jing before he couldn't control it, what about Yan Jing?

His physical condition is not right, so Yan Jing didn't show up when he lost consciousness, and he was brought back by this person?

Mo Yao raised the corners of his lips slightly, with sarcasm: "Who am I, who do you think I am?"

Yan Mo endured the great pain in his body, and looked at him warily.

"Oh, I don't care who you are, get out now!"

The uncontrollable roar and frantic Ling Lingli made his temper become manic.

Instead of listening, Mo Yao turned into a stool beside him to sit on, with a leisurely posture.

A pair of long and narrow eyes raised up, carrying a demagogic force.

Yan Mo frowned, really wanting to kill the unknown man in front of him.

"You're not very tempered, but shouldn't you thank me?
(End of this chapter)