Yao Yue was displeased, turned around and glared at Mingyu coldly, "Let go."

Mingyu raised his eyebrows slightly and said in surprise, "Are you saying that you are reluctant to leave this place? Or are you saying that you are reluctant to leave A Shou?"

Yao Yue sneered, "You can't live without A Shou. That Mr. Rabbit has a deep love for you, and he can't wait to commit himself to you."

Mingyu was even more surprised, "Don't Mamoru like you? He's been staring at you all day long when I'm not paying attention. His eyes have stopped moving and almost fell out of their sockets."

Resisting the urge to greet this stupid fox, Yao Yue turned her head away from him, "Why are you walking here? Didn't you say there was something wrong with the sea of ​​clouds up here last time? Do you want to

It’s okay to die, don’t drag me to die with you.”

Mingyu's hands hugged her waist tightly, and his chin rested on the top of her head, "It's true that it can hurt me, but it can't hurt you."

At that time, the two of them fell into the clouds together, and he felt that his whole body hurt as if it had been cut apart. It was not until he grabbed Yao Yue with one hand that the stinging feeling eased a lot.

Those memories that were buried deep in my mind, that looked like him but didn't look like him, all appeared in an instant. At that time, I almost had a splitting headache, and I couldn't even remember how I fell to the ground in the end.

After waking up, he remembered what Yao Yue said on the top of the cliff. He took it seriously and waited patiently while cultivating. Who knew that in the end his wait would be in vain.

There was a faint fragrance lingering on the tip of his nose, which was emanating from the demon witch who was hugging him tightly.

Mingyu was startled, feeling a little familiar inexplicably. After shaking his head, he secretly recited the incantation, and the fan immediately climbed up quickly. When he reached the clouds, he didn't feel any harm.

Soon, the two of them reached the top of Luoshenya safely.

"Mother!"

As soon as she stood firm, a figure flew towards her and ran into her arms.

Yao Yue's body froze slightly, but after a moment, she hugged Huan Lang who was holding her waist tightly, "Huan Lang."

Huan Lang hugged her for a long time and was unwilling to let go. He said angrily, "Mother, Huan Lang is very worried about you. Everyone said that you are dead, mother, but I don't believe it. I wanted to come down to find you, but they were not allowed to go down.

People were screaming heart-breakingly in the surging sea of ​​clouds. They all said that there must be some terrible and ferocious monster hidden in that sea of ​​clouds."

Huan Lang kept chattering, maybe he was really scared, or maybe it was really too long since he had seen Yao Yue. Although Yao Yue was strict with Huan Lang, he almost never let him leave her.

Under the nose.

At the end of his sentence, Huan Lang suddenly withdrew from Yao Yue's embrace. He secretly lifted his long eyelashes uneasily and peeked at Yao Yue's face. Her pink face turned red.

In his desperation just now, he actually called out the word that he had only dared to whisper in his heart, and threw himself into Yao Yue's arms, holding her for such a long time.

Yao Yue disliked being near her the most.

Huan Lang took a big step back, touched the ground with his knees, knelt down on one leg, and shouted majestically, "Welcome back to Lord Zhanyue."

The baby who was tired of being coquettish in his arms just now is now acting like a little adult. It seems that he usually accumulates too much power.

A group of dark demon soldiers standing behind them fell to their knees and shouted loudly.

Yao Yue stepped forward and helped Huan Lang up.

"Huan Lang, why did you come back? Why didn't you see your sister Huan?"

Yao Yue's hand was still holding his, and Huan Lang was a little surprised. He struggled unnaturally and carefully, but he didn't dare to use too much force. The expression on Yao Yue's face was gentle, and Huan Lang's courage was also

A little older, Wei Wei held Yao Yue's hand hard.

He likes Yaoyue to hold his hand. Her hands are cool most of the time. He is not afraid of the cold. He likes his mother's hands, which are soft.

Huan Lang smiled sweetly, "Huan Lang was playful. He drank too much on Jiutian that day and overslept in the back garden of the Goddess of Flowers. Lao Ayue was worried. It was Huan Lang's fault. Go back, Huan Lang.

, I will go to Grandpa Vulcan and punish myself three hundred times."

The two of them walked away together, and no one looked at Fox Lord Mingyu, who also came up with Yao Yue, as if he didn't exist.

Huan Lang suddenly turned around, "Master Fox was also frightened. Just now Huan Lang was worried about Master Zhanyue's filtering, so he was negligent for a moment. Don't be surprised."

Huan Lang has a sincere attitude, a pleasant smile, looks extremely comfortable, and is indescribably innocent and cute.

It was as if the grudge that she had forcibly taken him to Qingqiu had never existed.

Mingyu waved his hand indifferently and walked to Huan Lang's side. His sharp eyes fell on Huan Lang's innocent smiling face, "No wonder you don't want to go back to Qingqiu."

Huan Lang's body was straight. Although he was not as tall as Ming Yu, his aura was not reduced. "I am a member of the Demon Clan, and I have nothing to do with Qingqiu Dao. Even if I return to Qingqiu, unless it becomes a Demon Clan,

territory."

Transform into the territory of the demon clan? Just daydream!

He only thought that this child was arrogant and naive, but he didn't know that one day, he would beg this child to accept Qingqiu, wishing he could label everything he owned as a demon.

Mingyu chuckled, "Send me off to Linyuan."

Huan Lang's face turned cold, "Now that you're here, you still want to go out?"

The white light in his sleeves flashed, and a sharp gust of wind pierced Mingyu's face. The two of them were standing very close to each other, but Mingyu subconsciously softened his waist and fell backwards, barely able to escape this attack.

A hard and fast blow.

The failed Jianfeng suddenly reversed course and attacked Mingyu's lower body like a backhand pick.

Mingyu jumped up and looked down at Huan Lang with a ruthless expression in mid-air.

At that moment, Huan Lang's mountain-colored eyes emitted two clusters of fire.

These are not the eyes that ordinary foxes have.

Yao Yue's cold voice came from the side, "Huan Lang, attack the center of his chest."

Huan Lang also jumped up immediately, waving a sword in his hand like a white trembling dragon, aiming towards the center of Mingyu's chest.

Mingyu had spent a lot of energy in flying with the fan just now. Although he had cultivated at the bottom of the valley, the time was still short after all. When this woman was at the bottom of the valley, she remained silent and acted like she was greedy for life and afraid of death.

Despite his frail appearance, he shrewdly observed his physical condition clearly.

I'm afraid that when the two mother and son traveled together for a long distance just now, it was not because they were too excited that they forgot about his existence, but because they deliberately forgot about him and wanted to leave him alone so that they could tell Huan Lang these things.

Mingyu retreated step by step under Huan Lang's pressing pressure. He could only dodge and was unable to fight back.

He didn't take Huan Lang's attack to heart. He expected that the demons would not dare to offend Qingqiu or him at this time.
Chapter completed!