"Doesn't Yan think it's very familiar here?" Mu Yan was stunned and looked around. All of a sudden, I just felt a buzz in my brain, and everything between heaven and earth seemed to disappear. Only the cave in front of her that once frightened her, confused her and made her trance. She thought that two lives, so many years later, she had already forgotten everything. But now I know that some things are like the brand of the soul. As long as it happens, it will never be forgotten. Mu Yan's eyes fell on di Ming Jue's face, gritting his teeth and saying: "Why are you here? Why do you know this place? " Emperor Ming Jue looked at her pale face for a moment and felt that her heart ached. He quickly reached out and held her in his arms“ Yan Yan, I don't care about your past or who Xiaobao's biological father is. I just... "He didn't go on. But mu Yan understood. Di mingjue has always been worried about Xiaobao's biological father. This time, Li Weiran said something to him. It led to his fever, so he stepped into the trap of Li Weiran in the martial arts mainland. What happened in those years was like a scab wound to Mu Yan. She certainly didn't want anyone to explore. It's like tearing open the wound bloody. In particular, the person who tore it up was Emperor Ming Jue. In this world, the last thing Muyan wants is to let dimingjue know about the past. She wanted to be angry, but looking at the miserable appearance of Emperor Ming Jue, she was left with heartache“ That's why you hurt yourself so badly? Are you an idiot? " Muyan takes out the demon Qin to play. The sound of the zither rings, and the pure energy envelops the Emperor Ming Jue, stopping his cutting wounds for a moment. But [curse] is [curse] after all. It's not like the healing skills of today's divine musicians can match. So [Shu Jing Qi Huang] skill falls on di Ming Jue. He just let his wound heal for a moment, and then it burst again. Blood splashed, the body was inch by inch lingchi pain, let the Emperor Ming Jue face pale, the body can't stop shaking“ How are you, dimingjue? " Mu Yan hugs his tottering body, and his voice can no longer maintain calm. This is the first time, when Emperor Ming Jue is beside her, she still feels so scared. Although he didn't admit it, in Mu Yan's eyes, di Ming Jue was powerful and omnipotent. As long as he is around, she can take off all guard and rely on him with ease. But at this moment, Mu Yan did not know. The people she loves are not omnipotent. He'll get hurt, he'll be riddled, he'll... Die. The word "death" came to mind. Muyan felt that he could hardly breathe, and the hot tears could not stop falling from his eyes. The Emperor Ming Jue grabbed her hand, eyes burning, voice hoarse: "if the person who hurt me was Xiaobao's own father, where would you stand? Will you allow me to kill him? " Mu Yan, who was in tears, was stunned and suspected that he had heard wrong. However, the man looked at her eyes, and the tension, uneasiness, jealousy and determination at the bottom of her eyes, which could not be concealed in any way, made Muyan realize that he was not joking“ What nonsense are you talking about, dimingjue "In my heart, no one in the world is more important than you and Xiaobao. If anyone dares to hurt you, I'd like to cut him to pieces and give him back a hundred times. What's more, the man at the beginning... "