Emperor Zun's way of chasing his wife: Go away to the gods

Chapter 257: Inside the Prison 3
Jing Lan moved forward a few steps excitedly, and leaned forward violently, thinking that she would fall to the ground, but was hugged into a soft embrace.

Jing Lan raised her eyes, but saw the flame mark on Mo Lin's forehead suddenly lit up, and for a moment, she was fascinated by it.

And Mo Lin's slightly pityful Tao Hua looked at this weak woman, and was so heavy that he couldn't speak. Suddenly, he actually regarded the face of the woman in front of him as Zi Chu, and boldly hugged her into his arms , and the flame imprint on his forehead actually burned a raging fire.

It was the first time for Jing Lan to be hugged by a man like this, and she forgot to struggle for a moment. She buried her head deeply in Mo Lin's bosom, and even the speed of the beating heart didn't seem to be her own, it was him who saved her. she...

All of a sudden, Mo Lin pushed Jing Lan away. Jing Lan was caught off guard and almost fell to the ground. She managed to stand still. When she saw the disgust in the eyes of the man in front of her, she stubbornly raised the corners of her lips. "The Fallen God Mo Lin also wants to take advantage of this girl!"

She has always been such a woman, she can only use anger to cover up her embarrassment, but she can't lie to herself about the little loss in her heart. In this dark prison, she thought several times that she would starve to death, But it was the man in black who brought food every day, and gradually, she began to get used to his presence every day.

But she knew that maybe he treated everyone like this.

Mo Lin's face turned red, he was stunned for a while, and then said in a normal voice, "I'll send you back to the Demon Realm."

As he said that, he hugged the exhausted and exhausted Jing Lan horizontally, regardless of Jing Lan's fists constantly hammering his chest. How could Jing Lan really use his strength? It was just his daughter's petty temper. When the two passed by Zichu's cell, Jing Lan pointed at Zichu, "Aren't you going to save her?"

Zichu raised his eyes, forced a smile and said, "No need, I still have things to do in the God Realm."

At least she would have to find a chance to go to Zangshu Pavilion to find the Lord Secretary and ask about the news of the flower spirit on the other side.

Mo Lin reluctantly looked at the thin figure huddled in the corner of the wall, and hugged Jing Lan out without hesitation.

Jing Lan's two white wrists tightly wrapped around Mo Lin's neck. Mo Lin thought that there would be a tough battle to fight, but he didn't expect that there was not a single god servant along the way, and even the god servant who passed by occasionally seemed to be watching. Not like him.

The rare rays of the nine heavens reflected on Jing Lan's face, and her pale face seemed to have regained some color. She stared at Mo Lin blankly. Ordinary in her eyes.

Mo Lin looked back at the towering prison, clenched his fists involuntarily, and secretly made a decision in his heart, he would definitely come back to save Zichu.

But at this moment, what is more important for him is to send Jing Lan back to the Demon Realm. After leaving the Zijin Gate, he rushed towards the Demon Realm with the auspicious cloud as soft as cotton candy floating under his feet.

Today's rosy light was very unusual, it was as red as blood, all the servants and gods walked out from the corner of the wall when the two left Jiuchongtian, their eyes were a little more insensitive.

And the eyes of Emperor Mo Ze, who was dressed in a dark red robe, seemed to be stained with the blood-stained glow, a little more bloodthirsty. He looked at the dark prison with stern eyes, and gave orders mercilessly , "Bring Zichu to Zhushentai!"

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