Chapter 237 The only place I can go is by your side
Zhong Kun handed the oozing juice to Ah Yin and winked at her.
Ah Yin was so transparent that he understood it without having to point it out. He walked to Song Xiaojia with it and put it on the table, "Little beauty, have something to drink."
Song Xiaojia didn't dare to raise her head, "No... no, thank you."
Ah Yin raised her beautiful eyebrows, smiled inexplicably, leaned over and said word for word, "You are very thirsty, right?" After saying that, he put his hand on her shoulder. Song Xiaojia shivered and immediately
He picked up the cup and drank the entire glass of juice.
Ah Yin smiled with satisfaction and glanced proudly at Zhong Kun and others. Mu Chuan raised his thumb at her. It was hard not to admire him or not.
When Huanhuan and Mo Jia came in, Song Xiaojia was already asleep on the sofa.
Zhong Kun nodded slightly towards Huanhuan, "I'll leave it to you next."
The atmosphere in the living room became a little solemn. Huan Huan nodded and was about to walk over, but was stopped by Mo Jia, "Are you sure you won't be hurt?"
Huanhuan saw his hesitation and worry. She smiled at him reassuringly and nodded. Looking at her deeply, Mojia slowly let go of her hand.
Huanhuan walked over, sat across from her, took a deep breath, and then held Song Xiaojia's hands. Instantly, a gloomy cold feeling spread throughout her body. Huanhuan endured the discomfort and gritted her teeth to persist.
Come down, close your eyes, and concentrate on sensing...
Several people stared at the two of them for a moment, and Mojia stood behind her, and would separate them at any time if they found anything strange about her.
At this moment, Washington, United States.
Yan Xihua was wearing a black dress, sitting in a hexagonal pattern made of wooden pegs, closing her eyes tightly. Suddenly, her expression changed, and she immediately opened her eyes, with a hint of disbelief on her face.
Damn, someone found her?
who is it?!
Yan Xihua didn't have time to think too much. She immediately concentrated all her strength and never let that person ruin her good deeds!
Her pupils were like splashing ink, and began to overflow with circles of mysterious blackness, until it covered the whites of her eyes, and her eyes became pitch black, which was particularly penetrating.
On the other end, Huan Huan's body trembled, her hands trembled slightly, and cold sweat began to break out on her forehead. Seeing her strangeness, Mo Jia stepped forward and was about to pull her away, but heard a deep and deep voice, "
Don't touch her."
Turning around, a giant brown wolf walked in and came directly to Huanhuan and Mojia.
Mo Jia's eyebrows were furrowed, and there was a trace of anxiety on his handsome face, "Has Yan Xihua noticed her?"
Mo Yan said nothing and nodded.
Ah Yin took two steps anxiously, "What should we do now? Is Huanhuan in danger?"
Mo Yan looked at Huan Huan with his green wolf eyes, "They are fighting for mental power. If there is a slight deviation, the other party will dominate their will. Now, you must not touch her."
One sentence made everyone stunned.
Mojia gritted his teeth, turned his head, squatted down, and stayed by Huanhuan's side. Looking at her trembling eyelashes and the growing amount of cold sweat on her forehead, he couldn't help but clenched his fists, but there was nothing he could do.
.This kind of helplessness tortured him almost crazy.
At this moment, Huanhuan suddenly said, "Let's go, let's go quickly..."
Mo Jia's expression turned serious, "Huan Huan?"
Huanhuan gritted her teeth, her body trembling slightly, "She wants to use this body to cast a death spell... everyone in this castle will die... hurry up... I can't delay it for too long..."
Several people were shocked. They didn't expect that the fake Yang Miao was actually a suicide bomber!
Mo Jia narrowed his eyes and stood up decisively and ordered, "Mu Chuan, Yun Xiao, take everyone out of here! Ah Yin, Zhong Kun, go upstairs and take Xiao Che and Youyou away!"
"Yes!" Several people moved separately.
Mojia stayed by her side, with no intention of leaving. Huanhuan slowly opened her eyes, looked at him, struggled and said, "Mojia, this is not a joke, please leave!"
Mo Jia's tall body stood next to her, still as beautiful as a banished immortal, his eyes were calm, he looked at her quietly and said calmly, "Where can I go except by your side?"
He spoke plainly and indifferently, but every word struck Huanhuan's heart.
Her eyes were red, and she was holding back tears. She knew that this man would never leave. No matter whether it was mountains of swords, seas of fire, or Asura purgatory, the only place he could go was by her side...
Slowly, she closed her eyes. Even if it was for the person she loved deeply, even if there was a chance, she would fight for it!
Mo Yan frowned, then raised his head and let out a wolf howl. Not long after, Chifeng, Linglong, and Danqing immediately appeared in the living room. Mo Yan said nothing, just glanced at them, and the three
The divine beasts understood everything immediately. They stood around Huanhuan in a tacit understanding, watching her closely.
There was more and more sweat on Huanhuan's face, and she murmured, "United States, Washington...Arlington..."
Mo Jia quickly realized that Huanhuan was talking about the location of Yan Xihua, and he immediately called Mu Chuan.
It was as if Huanhuan was under a immobilizing spell, unable to move at all. She tried her best to fight Yanxihua, but her black magic was too powerful, and Huanhuan was no match for her now.
Mo Yan's face became more serious, but he couldn't move her casually. It was like a trap set up that would explode if touched.
At this moment, a small figure walked over, followed by Zhong Kun who was chasing anxiously, "Xiao Che! You can't go there!"
Xiao Yanche approached, and Mo Jia stepped forward, frowning, "Get out of here."
He didn't speak, but slowly put his black cane into Huanhuan's hand little by little. His clear eyes were as calm as the calm surface of a lake.
Mojia was stunned. This cane was donated by a witch. Why should he give it to Huanhuan?
At the same time, Huanhuan seemed to be injected with a new power, his eyes opened, and two clusters of blue flames burned little by little in his pupils.
As if she had rehearsed it a thousand times, she skillfully grabbed the cane, and the blue light in her eyes became even brighter. The end of the cane touched Song Xiaojia's eyebrows, instantly stimulating a dazzling light. The light was so strong that several mythical beasts narrowed their eyes slightly.
Until the light dissipated, Song Xiaojia's frail face no longer existed and had returned to her original appearance. Several scars on the left face were clearly visible.
Finally, Huanhuan breathed a sigh of relief, "It's okay, it's okay now."
When she turned back, she met Mo Jia's complex and unbelievable gaze. Huanhuan realized something and slowly raised her hand. In her hand, the witch's cane emitted a strange blue light...
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On the other end, Yan Xihua, who was having a mental battle with Huanhuan, suddenly shouted, then covered her eyes and rolled on the ground in pain, "Eyes, my eyes..."