With every look in her eyes and expression, Jun Moye could tell what she was thinking and worrying about.
"Xiaoyue'er, who are you worried about?"
There were no secrets or ill feelings between the two of them. She had never hidden anything from him.
"I felt the wrath of Ji in the World of Warcraft Forest." She was thinking about whether she should go over and take a look.
With Ji Shang's arrogance and his strength, it was easy to deal with those people.
What she wanted to know was who made him murderous.
Jun Moye just stared at her quietly, with a gentle smile in his purple eyes: "Xiao Yue'er, since you are worried, just go and take a look."
Instead of thinking too much here, it is better to go and see what happens.
Raising her eyes to look at the man in front of her, Mu Hanyue curled her lips, reached out to hold his hand, and clasped her fingers tightly: "No need, Ji will solve it. Besides..." After saying this, her tone paused, and then
He continued, "Ji, he probably doesn't want me to go there."
In this regard, Jun Moye just smiled and did not express any opinion.
Mu Hanyue rolled her eyes, a smile appeared in her eyes, and she smiled jokingly: "Aren't you worried about me and Ji?"
Jun Moye didn't answer, but stretched out his hand to gently stroke her hair, with a slight arc at the corner of his mouth: "Because you are Xiaoyue'er, nothing else matters."
She believed in him unconditionally and absolutely to the end.
He knew how Jishang felt about her. He had always known it.
But he believed in her, unconditionally.
He is Mu Hanyue, and she is his little Yue'er. He knows best what kind of person she is.
Listening to the man's gentle and doting words, Mu Hanyue felt warm in her heart, as if a feather was gently brushing against her heart, and her heart felt soft.
"Ye, they all say that fate is inevitable when two people are together, but I think you still have to look at yourself." Even if there is fate, you don't like it, and you don't have feelings, it's all in vain.
fate?
Jun Moye pulled her into his arms, lowered his head to look into the woman's bright eyes, and smiled evilly: "Xiao Yue'er, you and I don't believe in fate. This fate is naturally unreasonable."
He doesn't believe in fate or heaven, he only believes in him and her.
Mu Hanyue buried her head in his chest, raised the corners of her lips slightly, and said nothing.
Thousands of years ago, she hurt him, betrayed him, and broke his heart. This is something she can't forget to this day.
To this day, she still clearly remembers the scene when he died and disappeared.
That kind of heartbreaking pain, that kind of extreme despair, the only ray of sunshine in life has disappeared, it is completely dark, and there is no hope or direction.
If there hadn't been that war between gods and demons thousands of years ago, and if there hadn't been the love and killing between them, we wouldn't have known so many close friends and made so many friends today.
Seeing the change in expression in her eyes, Jun Moye smiled slightly and hugged her tighter. His tone was low and magnetic, touching people's hearts and souls, but reassuring: "Xiao Yue'er, even if you didn't do that a thousand years ago,
If we do, the war between gods and demons will also drag us into it."
With the relationship between Jun Wuyao and Qingyuan, there are too many grudges and entanglements between them.
Even if he loves her and can protect her, he can't stay by her side all the time. Jun Wuyao will always seize the opportunity to take action against her.