Jun Qingjue sat quietly next to Jun Qingxin, looking at the sleepy face, which was still pale and bloodless.
He stroked Jun Qingxin's cheek with one hand and said softly: "Qingxin, don't sleep anymore. We have to go out to find your mother. Have you forgotten?"
There was no response to his words, and Jun Qingjue still said in a self-conscious manner: "If you don't get up, I'll go alone. Don't you also want to see your father? My mother has been found, and we have to meet them as soon as possible. If you
If I can’t afford it, I’ll go alone.”
There was no trace of indifference in the childish voice, but a gentle tone with a hint of threat.
But he still didn't get any response. His words seemed to have been lost in the ocean, and the room was quiet, eerily quiet.
He didn't know if Mu Hanyue had found Jun Moye. He didn't know anything. He just wanted to wake up Jun Qingxin.
However, there seems to be no solution and no effect.
I sighed softly in my heart, and there was a moment of confusion in my pair of gleaming purple eyes, but more importantly, there was the sadness that couldn't be resolved.
The two of them are only five-year-old children. Compared with their peers, they should be nestled in the arms of their parents now, living a carefree life, and the family is also separated from friends.
It's just that Jun Moye and Mu Hanyue have different identities, so how can they be simple, and how can their experiences be ordinary.
They are not the children of ordinary people. The blood in their bodies is also noble and extraordinary. Their identities and experiences are destined to be extraordinary and not peaceful.
There was a sound of footsteps outside the corridor. Listening to the melody, it could be seen that it was not one person, but more than a dozen people.
Jun Qingjue narrowed his eyes slightly, waved his hand, and a black light shot out of the door. The entire elegant room was surrounded by a black halo, and then quickly disappeared, and the barrier was also hidden.
Got up.
Jun Qingjue took the towel from Jun Qingxin's forehead, wet it and wrung it dry, and wiped her cheek with very gentle movements, for fear of hurting her.
Qiu Mai came outside the room, snorted coldly, and kicked towards the door of the private room with one foot.
"Bang..." Black light suddenly appeared, and a rich dark aura rebounded.
Qiu Mai didn't think that much at all, nor did he expect that there would be a layer of barrier in the private room. His body was instantly knocked out and hit the wall heavily, and then fell down again.
Qiu Mai quickly stood up from the ground, with a layer of storm in his eyes. His black eyes were very deep, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes, and he said angrily: "If you dare to set up a barrier, you are seeking death!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a fire element suddenly burst out from his body, and the bloodthirsty fire quickly hit the closed door with a huge force.
"Boom..." The barrier erupted with a burst of black light again, ruthlessly knocking Qiu Mai's attack away, blocking the outside. The barrier was very strong.
A flash of surprise flashed in Qiu Mai's eyes, and he raised his eyebrows. This time, he did not rush to take action, but looked at the private room.
Because of the barrier, even with the use of spiritual consciousness, it is impossible to scan who is inside the barrier.
Qiu Mai turned to look at his companion, and they both had the same look in their eyes.
Being able to block his blow shows that the people inside are not low in strength.