She would die in that strange formation and could not get out. It was precisely because of him that she kept insisting on it, not daring to stop, not being tired, not being dared to give up...

Mo Liancheng carefully noticed that she trembled slightly when she said this.

That was a trace of fear, a lingering fear.

He pulled his long fingers with heartache, lifted his hand, which was still dyed with dry blood. He was about to brush away the hair that was wrapped around her face, but at this moment he saw that his hands were dirty and couldn't help but pause...

When he was about to get married, he asked Qu Tan'er to hold him in time.

"Husband, do you miss me?"

"What do you think? Do you think?"

"How can I know if you don't tell me..." Her mouth was slightly raised, quite naughty.

But then she thought about it and quickly restrained herself.

The next moment, he pretended to be majestic again. Although he was flying in the sky now and the people on the ground did not dare to look up and watch easily, he still could not destroy the serious and great image of Lord Demon Lord.

Mo Liancheng knew her thoughts and couldn't help laughing.

The elegant and low laughter is extremely charming and infectious.

When Qu Tan'er heard this, her face showed a slightly suspicious blush...

Suddenly, Mo Liancheng approached his ears, and the warm breath that exhaled made her ears slightly pink, but he seemed to have not noticed them, deliberately ignored them, but did not miss her subtle changes, and contained longing, and said in a voice that only she could hear: "Tan'er, I miss you too... especially when taking a shower."

"?!..." Qu Tan'er was embarrassed.

This guy, she had a conflict and wanted to kick him down.

It seems that she discovered her intention.

Mo Liancheng suddenly stepped back and said with a clear cough: "Tan'er, are there no problem for us to fly up now?"

Qu Tan'er's beautiful eyes flashed, avoiding Mo Liancheng's visit. Well, she did it like this just to talk to him. Or she could calm down the matter here first, and then talk to him about tenderness. But she couldn't wait... She missed him, missed him very much.

For a moment, no, for a second, it was like torment for her.

But when he asked, what would she say?

She didn't want to say the little bit of colorful intestine in her heart!

"Little Mengmeng, fly higher." Mo Liancheng sounded, and suddenly stretched out his arm. The suppressed thoughts finally burst out. He hugged her hard in his arms and pressed them tightly together, feeling her familiar heartbeat and the breath that made him dream of nostalgia countless times at midnight.

Her little face suddenly hit his chest.

However, when her little face was tilted with suspicious blush, her red lips took it away again!

He kissed her lips, and he used his domineering force and strong thoughts turned into this kiss.

Use this kiss to comfort this long-lasting lovesickness!

...

And Xiao Mengmeng flew high.

However, he was still flying within a certain range, paying attention to one of the demon clan's divine guards below. The young man had a very handsome appearance and was free and elegant manner. When he turned into a human, his appearance was 70 to 80% similar to Xiao Mengmeng. The most important point was that the magical powers he used were actually the same as those of the Youjueque clan.

When the young man first appeared, Xiao Mengmeng felt a sense of blood connection.

Suddenly, Xiao Mengmeng used her soul to send a voice to Qu Tan'er, "Master, I have something to tell you."

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Chapter completed!