Chapter 652: Zuo Yan Appears

"are you still there?"

He asked the behemoth in his heart, but after waiting for a long time, there was no response.

it's gone...

I don't know when it will appear again.

Jun Moyan sighed slightly in his heart, not knowing why he was disappointed.

Perhaps it was because he was disappointed that he had too many questions that he hadn't asked yet. Of course, even if he got an answer from it, he didn't dare to confirm the authenticity of its answer.

After all, he still couldn't be sure if that thing really existed, or if it was just a dream he had...

Soon, dusk was over and night was approaching, and Jun Moyan felt that everything around him became colder.

It wasn't that the sky was getting colder, it was his body that was getting colder.

It seemed that he was really going to die.

Wen Xiaoai said that Jun Moyan's body was so cold, so she asked Tsing Yi to get the bed blanket again and covered him around his waist.

Then, holding a wet towel, he stood up again and wiped off the black blood on Jun Moyan's back.

"Jun Moyan, if you don't wake up, I may have to leave..."

Wen Xiaoai lowered her head and kept wiping her tears, feeling extremely wronged and frightened.

When Tsing Yi heard Wen Xiaoai's words, she didn't take them seriously, she only thought that Wen Xiaoai was speaking angry words to Jun Moyan, deliberately scaring him, and wanted him to wake up.

The same is true for Jun Moyan.

But they didn't know that when Wen Xiaoai said to leave, he really left.

Feeling that his life was passing by bit by bit, Jun Moyan was surrounded by fear and despair. He was more helpless and scared than anyone else.

It was never death that he was afraid of.

What he fears most are her tears.

I'm afraid that after she dies, she won't even be able to find her way home, and she's afraid that she really won't be able to eat well, and she'll even fall down when she walks...

He was even more afraid that after his death, Ye Qi would replace him.

At this moment, Jun Moyan really wanted to pass out completely, even with consciousness.

He really didn't dare to listen to Wen Xiaoai's crying... It was more tormenting than any pain.

Muqishan,

A dangerous mountain located at the junction of the demon world and the underworld.

This was also the battlefield where the demon world and the underworld fought.

A black figure stood on the edge of the mountain top cliff, the cold wind blew his long robe and messed up his long hair.

A man with a youthful and handsome face who couldn't tell his age at all looked at the peak hidden in the darkness in the distance, then lowered his head slightly, and looked at the bottomless abyss beneath his feet.

With a faint smile on his face, he was leisurely waiting for someone to arrive.

This person is Zuo Yan.

At this moment, his heart is extremely rich.

Because soon, the person he has been looking for for thousands of years will appear.

The bottomless abyss under his feet evoked a certain memory in his heart.

The scene of the battle between the demon world and the underworld thousands of years ago flashed before Zuo Yan's eyes...

And the night before the great war, he actually went to the underworld by himself first, and reached an agreement with someone...

Nie Jiuque would never have imagined that Zuo Yan had secretly killed him in that battle.

The corner of Zuo Yan's mouth curled into a smug smile.

Every time he thinks that Nie Jiuque, the demon king whom the world surrenders and fears, actually died by his hands, he can't stop feeling proud and happy in his heart.

And when he knew that Nie Jiuque's primordial spirit had not perished and was reincarnated, after he was angry, he was actually more unwilling and excited.

Yes, excitement.

Because he wanted to kill him again with his own hands.

Because of the devil world, there can only be one king.

And that king can only be him.

He is as strict as anyone else, and he is even more unwilling to kneel down to Nie Jiuque and respect him as king for the rest of his life.