Mo Yan couldn't help but look at Baili Wenwen, "And Han'er, please ask Lord Demon Lord to return our Holy Son to us for the sake of our Guangming Holy Palace surrendering."
Baili Wenrou had actually arranged for Mo Nian to bring Mo Han and others when he "sent" these people away.
Judging by the time, it should be almost there.
Sure enough, there was a fluctuation at the entrance.
Immediately, the figures of Mo Nian and others appeared below Baili Wenrou.
"Han'er!"
When Mo Xuan saw Mo Han, his eyes widened in excitement.
Mo Han was also happy when he saw Mo Xuan: "Daddy!"
Seeing that Mo Xuan, Mo Yan and others were still there, he felt guilty for Sister Baili and at the same time extremely grateful.
"Let it go!" Baili waved his hand gently.
Mo Han pretended to be impatient and threw himself into his father's arms.
Mo Xuan was worried as he watched, fearing that Baili Wenrou would regret it and attack Mo Han.
Looking at his father who seemed to be seriously injured, he felt a little guilty and worried. He raised his head and said, "Dad, please don't participate in these dangerous things again in the future, okay?"
Mo Han was not injured, but to avoid suspicion, Mo Nian deliberately slashed Mo Han's clothes with a knife when he came, and also turned his hair into a chicken nest.
Especially at this time, Mo Nian, Mo Ying and the others were standing by with expressionless and evil faces, as if they could strangle Mo Ying to death at any time.
"Ha..." Mo Nian smiled disdainfully, then gently pushed Mo Han forward: "Go!"
"Demon General, Han'er is my only child. How can there be any reason for a child to leave his father? Please show mercy to the Demon General." Mo Xuan didn't see Mo Han coming back, so he was worried that the Demon Clan would take action.
Mo Nian pretended to have an unhappy look on his face, then looked at the people in the Guangming Holy Palace opposite and said: "It's not bad for this little guy to stay in the Demon Clan and make a toy for everyone. Palace Master, why don't you keep this little guy?"
Forget it among the demons."
A rather pity look.
Hearing Mo Han's words, Mo Xuan felt like he had regained something while holding him. After he felt relieved, he compromised and said: "Okay, dad won't do it anymore, let's go home."
Even Baili Wenrou felt that Mo Han was being abused when he saw it.
For example, the Wuji Continent, the supernatural war, all these things have nothing to do with the Holy Palace of Light.
Compared to Mo Han, the embarrassment was fake but at least it was still alive, while Lin Yanlan looked real. She was dull and lifeless, with a thin face, and occasionally giggled, but she was holding a Horcrux in her hand, and her eyes occasionally flashed.
It was weird, as if I was completely trapped in my own world.
Only Mo Gan in the rear was a little disappointed looking at Mo Han who survived. Who would have thought that the demons didn't kill Mo Han?
However, when he looked up at the opposite side, he only saw Lin Yanlan but not Mo Qin, so he wondered: "Where is my daughter? Where has Qin'er gone? Lord Demon Lord, where is my daughter?"
Mo Gan looked at this scene and looked up at Baili Wenrou: "What did you do to my wife?"
"You can ask her yourself what she did." Baili sneered gently, and then said to Lin Yanlan: "Mrs. Lin, it's time for you to give me what belongs to me!"
Lin Yanlan's expression fluctuated a little. She looked down at the Horcrux in her hand, her eyes releasing hot hatred, and then she murmured: "Daughter, revenge, daughter, revenge..."
However, Mo Nian dodged the Horcrux in Lin Yanlan's hand and pushed her out.