Chapter 142

And the Mu Yan in mid air is suddenly hugged into a broad embrace and tightly hugged“ Moyan, how are you? Is the injury serious? Does it hurt? " The man's hoarse and trembling voice rang out eagerly. Originally, I held her hands tightly, as if I remembered something, suddenly released them, and then held them gently. As if she is the most precious treasure, heavy fear of her pain, light fear of her disappearance. Especially, when he saw Muyan's blood soaked clothes, Emperor mingjue could not help shaking. Damn it, all these people die a thousand times! Even he was reluctant to force the slightest bit, holding in the palm of his hand, hiding in the bottom of his heart. How dare these scum hurt his face! Muyan Zheng is still in the middle of his fight. He is suddenly interrupted by Emperor mingjue. He feels very depressed. But as soon as I turned my head, I saw the man in front of me. He was in a panic, and then a trace of warmth passed in his eyes“ Don't worry. I'm fine. It's not my blood. " Mu Yan provoked the corner of his mouth, smiling conceited and leisurely, "just with these wastes, trying to kill me is just a dream." When the girl laughs, there seems to be a vast starry sky in her eyes. There are arrogance, conceit, and free and easy arrogance. Only at this time, Mu Yan will be like a 19-year-old girl, cunning, self willed, high spirited. Emperor Ming Jue really loved her appearance. Touch the girl's cold and tender cheek with your fingers and wipe the blood from her face with your fingers“ Hiss --! " With a low cry, Mu Yan frowned and stepped back suddenly. He said angrily, "Emperor Ming Jue, do you have a grudge against me? So hard? I'm not hurt by this group of rubbish. You're going to scratch me. " The beautiful feelings dissipated in an instant. Emperor Ming clenched his teeth in anger. He wanted to catch the little woman in his arms, block her mouth and punish her. Does she know how much she was worried about her and what happened to her? Can not wait for him to get angry, Mu Yan suddenly a soft body, fell in his arms. In the last battle, although she was full of enthusiasm, she was able to defeat four with one. But the consumption of Xuanqi in the body is too much. At this time, as soon as I relaxed, I felt as if my last strength had been emptied. For a moment, I couldn't even stand steadily. Feeling the girl's soft body close to her, the smell of fragrance came to her face, and the whole person was stiff. It took a long time to reach out and hold her tightly. In a trance, murmured murmurs came from my ear, "Emperor Ming Jue, take me... Home!" As soon as the voice fell, she closed her eyes and went to sleep peacefully. It's just a new acquaintance. I don't know why, when this man appeared, she felt that she could be at ease and depend on him. As long as there is this man in front of us, he will certainly help himself to solve the dilemma. She doesn't need to be tired or alone. Emperor Ming Jue saw the pale girl in her arms, but her face suddenly became more terrible than Shura Shashen. Sen Leng's eyes swept Cao Wendao who just got up from the ground. His hoarse voice was like the abyss from hell“ Women who dare to hurt you deserve to die! " Cao Wendao's four just stood up. Before we could stand still, I felt a terrible pressure coming.