"What are you planning to do in the Human Realm? How did you inject Demonic Qi into last ti when I wasn’t paying attention, causing to almost lose control? Was it you who saved later? Did you kill Jun Wuyang? What’s your purpose in having the Blood Crow monitor Jun Moyan all the ti? Is the tattoo on Jun Moyan’s body your doing? What is it? Is the Baiming Sect yours? Did you steal my Cat Demon Clan’s Soul Gathering Umbrella? What do you want it for?"
At this mont, Wen Xiao’ai no longer carried the soft and cute deanor she showed in front of Jun Moyan.
She questioned the man with a series of intimidating questions, dominating the montum completely.
The man wasn’t annoyed by Wen Xiao’ai’s barrage of questions, but the only thing he wanted to explain was:
"I truly didn’t an to nearly cause you to lose control last ti, and I was indeed the one who saved you later. I really had no intention of hurting you."
After explaining this matter, the man didn’t seem intent on answering Wen Xiao’ai’s other questions.
"Answer my other questions." However, to Wen Xiao’ai, the other questions were the key points.
"..." The man’s silent deanor made Wen Xiao’ai scrutinize every word he was about to utter.
Because she believed he was trying to co up with excuses to deceive her.
He was indeed trying to think of an excuse, thinking about how to make her believe he wouldn’t harm her.
The man was silent for a long ti before answering a relatively trivial question: "I killed Jun Wuyang; he deserved it."
Wu Zhihan deserved it too.
If he had known this day would co, he would have killed Jun Wuyang and Wu Zhihan long ago, not giving them any chance to harm Yingying.
Wen Xiao’ai knew that he deliberately avoided her questions, yet his evasion only further proved that everything she asked was related to him.
"What do you want to do to Jun Moyan? What is the tattoo on his body?"
What Wen Xiao’ai cared most about was this.
She wouldn’t allow anyone to harm her Jun Moyan.
Seeing how concerned Wen Xiao’ai was for Jun Moyan, the man felt both angry and resentful inside.
It made him unbearably jealous.
"...I won’t hurt him."
The man didn’t know under what kind of mood he said these words.
Every ti he thought about how, a thousand years ago, it was because of Jun Moyan’s obstruction that he ended up in such a state, and that it caused them to be separated for a millennium, he just wanted to tear him apart.
And the most ridiculous part was, Yingying actually fell for that person.
Even to the point of becoming enemies with him for that person.
It was truly both sorrowful and laughable.
"The other Five Realms have rules prohibiting unauthorized visits to the Human Realm and forbidding harming humans. If I report your Demon Realm’s presence in the Human Realm to the others, you should already know what your Demon Realm would face without having to say it."
The man looked at the familiar face and listened to these words, spoken as if facing an enemy, and felt as if his heart was being ripped apart.
He clenched his fists tightly, his eyes heated, staring intently at Wen Xiao’ai.
His chest felt like it was blocked by a clump of congealed blood, even breathing seed to pull at his heart painfully.
"Co out, co out for , co out."
Blocked outside the barrier, Wu Zhihan, after knocking into it like a mad dog and seeing it unmoved, began to rage.
Wen Xiao’ai looked at Wu Zhihan outside the barrier, hair disheveled, sotis attacking from the side, sotis from above, and worried whether the barrier could hold up.
Right now, she had no fighting strength left.
If the barrier were breached.
At most a hundred moves, she would fall to Wu Zhihan’s hands.
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