The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 1686 Leng Wuyou: What Are You Fake?

He found a mountain that was still intact, and flew up with his little girl in a flash, and then the barrier rose, covering the mountain directly, preventing anyone from prying.

The four people over there looked at each other, but a thought of running away arose in their hearts, and they took pictures again the next moment.

Go back and run away, huh, huh, not to mention that they don't know where this small island is, and now that their spiritual power has been sealed, where are they going to run?
If they didn't run away and were caught by the opponent, would their fate be better?So stay still.

With one Ghost Skull missing, Xueyan and the three of them automatically formed a group of four.

So, a group of four people got together and whispered about the malicious treatment they had received during this time.

After listening to what the individual said, they naturally looked at each other in dismay. They all saw the other party's face full of bitterness, sadness, and regret in their eyes.

Then the four of them sighed for a long time, shouted that God was unfair, and then looked up at the sky in front of them in a daze.

On the high mountain, Jun Moyuan hugged the little man in his arms, sat on the edge of the cliff, and narrated in detail the experience since they separated.

Speaking of when he returned, facing the enemy's invasion, Leng Wuyou frowned, and couldn't help being a little worried.

Speaking of all the actions he had taken to subdue those old guys, Leng Wuyou gave him appreciative glances.

But when talking about the Wei family, Jun Moyuan found that the little girl seemed a little silent.

He lowered his eyes and saw that the little girl had been looking into the distance, not knowing what she was thinking, and there was no expression on her face. He was inexplicably flustered, but also somewhat happy.

Because in the passage he said, it seemed that a woman was doing some tricks, and he couldn't remember clearly.

At that time, he didn't even see the appearance of any woman clearly, maybe she was a dancer, Jun Moyuan thought so.

I just mentioned it in passing, but is the little girl jealous?
Since he separated from the little girl, he found that his mentality has changed. It is no longer like before. As long as he likes the little girl, it is enough. He wants the little girl to like him too. I hope the little girl has him in her eyes and in her heart. Gradually, he sometimes had several uncontrollable thoughts.

I hope to keep the little girl by my side forever.

Now, if he could see the little girl jealous for him, he would be very happy, so he would feel that he was also very important in the little girl's heart.

Just when the dark tide was surging in Jun Moyuan's eyes, and his heart was filled with anticipation.

Leng Wuyou said, "I was thinking, I have been from the heavenly realm for so long, why have I never heard of the Wei family?"

Leng Wuyou said this, like a slap in the face, slapped Jun Moyue's expectations away, making him feel overwhelmed.

Well, the little girl in his family, if she can be expected to have a normal brain circuit and be jealous for him, it will be harder than going to heaven.

He sighed and exhaled, reached out and pressed the center of his brow, helpless and tired.

Seeing Jun Moyuan's tired appearance, Leng Wuyou couldn't help but ask: "Are you tired recently? You look like you can't wake up."

Leng Wuyou sat upright in Jun Moyuan's arms, stretched out a small white and slender hand, placed it on Jun Moyuan's temple, and gently pressed it for him.

While pressing, he said with a serious face, "No matter how many important things you have to deal with, you should still have a good rest. Even if you are a cultivator, you must arrange your time and plan well. Let's see what you are like now." gone."

The lethality of the forty words of "what is the falsehood" is not insignificant.

Although Leng Wuyou didn't mean what he said, Jun Moyuan meant what he listened to.

His face was instantly pitch black, like that pot of ashes.

Looking at the little girl in his arms, Jun Moyuan laughed angrily when he saw her serious face but confused eyes.

Raising his hand, he directly pulled the flesh on both sides of the little girl's cheeks to both sides.

Leng Wuyou's little face was deformed.

Leng Wuyou frowned, her tone was somewhat vague, "Let go."

Although Jun Moyuan's bullshit didn't hurt, the most important thing that affected his image was that it was easy to make people ugly.

"Oh, little thing!" Jun Moyuan's eyes darkened, looking at Leng Wuyou's expression was somewhat dangerous, Leng Wuyou's heart tightened inexplicably, what's going on, what does this man want to do?Look at her like that.

(End of this chapter)