Hearing Nuannuan say that he had been imprisoned by that man for several days, a trace of anger and anxiety flashed in Mu Yun's eyes.
He looked at Nuan Nuan up and down and said anxiously: "Nuan Nuan, are you okay?"
"It's okay!" Nuan Nuan smiled slightly and said, "Look, don't I stand in front of you properly now?"
Mu Yun was still worried, and his eyes fell anxiously on her face.
"Okay," she felt warm in her heart and reached out to pat the back of his hand: "There are not many people in this world who can make me suffer, so don't worry!" [
After hearing her words and looking at the expression on her face, a faint smile appeared at the corner of Mu Yun's mouth.
"But Mr. Shang is also very old. Moreover, he has no interest in world affairs and has no successor."
Hearing Mu Yun mention Shang Jun again, Nuannuan suddenly remembered that when he came out of Roushui Kingdom, Xijian Yunchen once said that there is a master of witchcraft in the world named Shang Jun.