But Jun Wuchen obviously didn't want to say more and was avoiding the important things, so she couldn't continue to ask further questions.
It’s just that I feel a little uncomfortable in my heart.
She was silent for a long time, and then said slowly: "Okay, if you need my help if you need anything, just ask."
Jun Wuchen smiled and nodded, feeling relieved.
He was really afraid that Yun Luo would have to ask clearly.
By then...
I'm afraid he wasn't the only one struck by black lightning, but two...
"Dad." Jun Buli had tears in his eyes and his mouth was wilted. He stood beside Yun Luo pitifully, looking at him with tears in his eyes as if he wanted to come but didn't dare to come.
"Stay well with your mother, and don't be naughty." Jun Wuchen warned with a smile, waved his hand, and left.
The figure quickly disappeared into the night.
The little guy ran to the door and found that his biological father was no longer visible. The tears that had been holding him for a long time suddenly fell down. He rubbed his eyes with his little hands and his little shoulders were shaking slightly.
Yun Luo walked to him, bent over and hugged him distressedly, "Be good, stop crying, your dad will be fine."
"Woo——"
The little guy's sobs were suddenly evoked by her. He turned around and threw himself into her arms, holding her until he was out of breath and crying, "Daddy...vomited a lot of blood, wuwu...it's so scary not to be separated!" "It's okay, it's okay." Yun Luo held his trembling little body, gently patted his back, and comforted him softly.
Although he said it was okay, the worries in his heart did not disappear.
What happened tonight was so weird that Yun Luo had an uneasy feeling that a storm was about to come.
The little fox’s demon pill, Jun Wuchen’s blood.
The sudden explosion of muffled thunder, and the strange and unpredictable black thunder and lightning...
These things are like small beads, scattered randomly, but there seems to be an obscure thread connecting them together.
However, Yun Luo is still not sure where the end of this line is and cannot catch it.
She lowered her eyes and thought for a long time, then suddenly patted her forehead: "What is this, it makes me dizzy! I forgot to show him the things I took out from the secret cell..."
Prince Jing's Mansion.
The night is thick.
In the huge apse, thick mist filled the air.
Jun Wuchen walked in alone without looking back and said: "Seal the palace door and no one is allowed in."
"Yes!"
A respectful voice came from nowhere, and the heavy palace door closed quietly.
The night wind swept across, blowing away a wisp of water mist.
Jun Wuchen walked forward slowly, his dark purple eyes gradually turning into star-like silver light, and his silky black hair spread down like a waterfall, strands scattered on the water surface, gradually turning into a layer of silvery white. He closed his eyes and leaned silently on the white jade steps.
A shadow slowly emerged from the body.
The long silver hair falls on the water, and the ends of the hair seem to turn into fluorescence, which is virtual and real, like a dream.
The red lines on the forehead look like blood, and the narrow phoenix eyes are full of purple stars.
The man's shadow has a perfect face. Even if it is a soul, it still wears a silver mask on its face, only revealing slightly hooked red lips.
The seductive color is extremely tempting.
A powerful and strange aura is like a dormant butterfly, slowly breaking out of its cocoon and waking up.
The huge aura suppressed the entire apse, and even the light mist was suppressed.
"Jun Wuchen" raised his eyelashes and looked into the sky.
Just at this glance, a gap seemed to be torn open in the invisible space, revealing a majestic and mysterious palace.