Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

Seeing the original soul calming beast, Hades immediately took out the prepared soul calming cauldron.

This soul-suppressing cauldron has disappeared since the day the soul-suppression beast returned.

But I didn't expect it to be in the hands of Pluto.

Presumably Zuo Yan stole it from the Demon Realm and gave it to Hades.

As a series of spells were read from the Hades, the soul calming cauldron burst out with a dazzling golden light.

The Soul Suppressing Beast looked up to the sky and let out a painful roar.

"Jun Mo Yan..."

Seeing Jun Moyan who was forced out of her original form and trapped in a siege, Wen Xiaoai was anxious, tears raining, but the terrible pain in her abdomen and Zuo Yan's restraint made her helpless.

"You let me go. Jun Moyan..." Wen Xiaoai's futile struggle almost broke her.

A black shadow rushed out of the siege, and the badly injured Nie Jiuque flew over and slashed towards Zuo Yan.

Zuo Yan pushed Wen Xiaoai away and handed over Nie Jiuque.

Wen Xiaoai, who was free from restraint, sat down on the ground, the sound of fighting in her ears was almost ear-splitting, causing her to have a splitting headache, and she couldn't tell the world apart.

She got up in embarrassment, looked around in a panic, and finally saw Jun Moyan who was besieged in the distance.

Holding her big belly, she walked towards him with difficulty.

"Jun Mo Yan..."

"Jun Mo Yan..."

In the chaos, a sharp **** knife cut across the corner of her clothes, warm blood splashed on her body, and a corpse fell at her feet.

The shadows of people in front of them, swords and swords, filled with blood.

Wen Xiaoai's brain buzzed, turning a deaf ear to everything that was happening around him, just dragging his heavy body and trying hard to walk towards Jun Moyan.

Obviously, the distance is only one or two hundred meters, but it seems to be thousands of miles apart.

Countless heavenly soldiers, magic soldiers, and Yin soldiers lay in between them, separating them mercilessly.

No matter how she left, she couldn't walk beside him.

I don't know who was hit on the shoulder, Wen Xiaoai fell to the ground in embarrassment.

She hurriedly protected her stomach, curled up in pain.

"Woo...Jun Mo Yan..."

The violent pain in her abdomen made Wen Xiaoai be overwhelmed with fear, and a strong smell of blood filled her surroundings.

A corpse fell beside her with a "bang".

Wen Xiaoai was frightened and shuddered, and when he fixed his eyes, it was actually their cat demon clan.

This corpse of the same clan is like a demon claw sticking out in the dark, making Wen Xiaoai fall into hell.

Tears blurred his vision, and the soul-suppressing beast's painful roar sounded in his ears again.

Wen Xiaoai collapsed to the ground and burst into tears.

"Don't hit him..."

"Don't fight Jun Moyan...Don't..."

She got up frantically and stumbled again towards Jun Moyan.

Just a few steps, she stopped abruptly.

When the lower body was hot, something came out.

Wen Xiaoai looked down at her stomach stiffly, and a burst of warmth flowed down between her legs, dyeing her red dress dark red.

Wen Xiaoai's face was terrifyingly pale, and her face was covered with cold sweat, fear and panic hit her heart, making her unable to walk anymore.

Wen Xiaoai looked down at his stomach, his brain was blank, and he could hardly breathe.

"baby……?"

Her hands on her stomach trembled slightly, and the sound of "baby" broke in her throat.

Wen Xiaoai blankly raised his head to look at Jun Moyan not far away, then moved his steps again and walked towards him stiffly.

"Jun Mo Yan..."

Tears blurred her vision, she did not dare to raise her hand to wipe it, her hands tightly guarding her stomach.