"If you don’t step aside, I will kill you first." Wu Zhihan had already raised her hand, her long red nails even more terrifying than a sword.
The invisible pressure emanating from him made her very frightened, as if her soul was being interrogated.
If she came any closer, she might have to kneel and bow to him.
Where did this demon come from, and why does he look exactly like Jun Moyan?
"No one will touch her."
Yes, he couldn’t protect her under these circumstances, but he would never retreat a single step.
"If you don’t open the barrier now, I’ll kill you first." Wen Xiao’ai flipped her fair hand. Violet light abruptly emerged, and deep blue eyes began accumulating overwhelming killing intent.
Killing him would still open the barrier.
The man sat on the ground, slightly tilting his head, watching Wen Xiao’ai who was full of murderous intent and spoke of wanting to kill him.
Tears uncontrollably fell from his eyes, traversing the pale face devoid of blood beneath the mask, sliding out from under the mask, and ultimately landing on his clothing...
Kill him for his sake?
Why does this statement make one feel so amused?
Yingying, if you remember who you are in the future and who I am, will you hate yourself for saying this today?
After all, you couldn’t bear to see me suffer even a bit of hardship or injury before.
You cherished me more than yourself.
A tumult surged within his chest, nearly making him cough up blood in fury.
"It’s safe inside, stay put and don’t come out." Jun Moyan spoke to stop Wen Xiao’ai from trying to open the barrier.
Wen Xiao’ai glanced at Jun Moyan, obviously not intending to listen to him.
Wen Xiao’ai was furious, glaring fiercely at the man on the ground like a piece of wood.
"Be good, stay inside." Jun Moyan comforted the restless, agitated Wen Xiao’ai.
"What about you? It’s so dangerous outside."
"No worries, she seems afraid to harm me."
Yet he wasn’t entirely sure, feeling rather bewildered.
Just now, Wu Zhihan wanted to kill him, how suddenly it seemed...she didn’t dare?
"You did say ’seems’, she’s not Wu Zhihan now, she’s turned into a vengeful ghost, she’s here for revenge, do you know?"
Wu Zhihan’s hatred towards Jun Moyan was definitely deeper than hers.
Indeed, the man underestimated Wu Zhihan’s fear of Jun Moyan in the grip of a mind full of vengeance.
Wu Zhihan stood there, hesitant to move forward rashly due to Jun Moyan.
There was always a sense that moving forward would make her disappear into dust by him.
But before long, Wu Zhihan couldn’t hold back.
Disappearing into dust? She’s already dead and a vengeful ghost, still afraid of disappearing?
Today, everyone here must die.
"Demon, if you don’t come out, I’ll kill him first."
Wu Zhihan said, suddenly soaring upwards. Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs novel[f]ire.net
Bloody red nails straight towards Jun Moyan.
"Jun Moyan." Wen Xiao’ai exclaimed.
In the next moment, the red barrier suddenly shattered, and the man on the ground rose into the air.
Directly blocking in front of Jun Moyan, stopping Wu Zhihan.
If possible, he would really like to watch him be torn apart by Wu Zhihan.
But he couldn’t, not now when Jun Moyan couldn’t die.
He still needed him to regain power and return to the Demon Realm.
At that time, all accounts will be settled one by one.
The moment the barrier shattered, Wen Xiao’ai stepped forward, instinctively grabbing Jun Moyan’s hand.
Jun Moyan withdrew his gaze from the man fighting Wu Zhihan and looked at Wen Xiao’ai in front of him, reaching out to hold Wen Xiao’ai’s pale little face and examined it, worriedly saying, "How is it, are you hurt anywhere?"