Every time Mo Hancheng questioned, it fell on Yan Yue's heart.

Yan Yue's eyes darkened slightly, and the palm on his side tightened, clenched into a fist.

He didn't want to do this, if he hadn't been stared at all the time, he wouldn't have been able to leave Zhuo'er alone.

As the prince of the demon clan, Yan Yue has never been a good person.

What a haughty man he was, how could he allow a human to question him.

In Yan Yue's eyes, Mo Hancheng is an ordinary person, and he is nothing.

For the powerful demons, the human race is too weak, and it is not a world at all.

What's more, Yan Yue himself is still the genius prince of the demon clan, and the heir to the throne, since he was born, he has been held by others, seemingly easy-going, but in fact he is very strong.

It's just a word, it's an exception.

"It's not your turn to question about the affairs of this palace."

"Take her away, it's just to inform you that you are not qualified to refute."

Mo Hancheng was naturally reluctant to let Yan Yue take Yan Zhuo away, so he reached out to pull Yan Zhuo, but he caught it.

The temperature in the room dropped suddenly, and a long-haired man in a black robe appeared out of thin air, with a mask on his face, blocking his appearance, holding a long sword and not going out of his body, blocking in front of Mo Hancheng.

"Your Highness's decision is irrefutable."

There is a dream, and Mo Hancheng will not be allowed to take a step closer to Yan Yue and the others.

A big man suddenly appeared out of thin air in the room, dressed strangely and holding a long sword, even though the shock in Mo Hancheng's heart couldn't be concealed.

How did this person appear?

"Brother! What are you doing?! Yan Zhuo wanted to shake off Yan Yue's hand, but his wrist was grabbed tightly and he couldn't shake it off at all.

Yan Yue was very strong this time: "Go back with me." ”

Yan Zhuo reached out to pick up Yan Yue's fingers: "I won't go back!" I want to stay with Momo! ”

"I'm not asking for your opinion." After speaking, Yan Yue completely ignored Yan Zhuo's resistance, opened the spatial crack with his bare hands, and stepped in with Yan Zhuo.

When Mo Hancheng saw the scene in front of him, his eyes widened, and he couldn't believe that he had seen it.

How can a person tear a black hole in the air with his bare hands appear in real life.

Is he drunk?

Are you dreaming now?

His little monster is going to be taken away?

How can this be? Not even in a dream!

"Little monster!" Mo Hancheng ignored the obstruction of his sleep, rushed forward quickly, grabbed the last remaining corner of Yan Zhuo's clothes, and tried his best to pull the person out.

But how could he, an ordinary person, succeed?

Yan Yue's voice sounded: "Sleep." ”

"Yes, Your Highness." ”

The words fell, the sword was drawn, the silver light flashed, and the sound of the cloth shattering sounded, and then the two disappeared as if they did not exist.

In the end, only a piece of clothing in Mo Hancheng's hand remained, and Yan Zhuo's last voice "Mo Mo." ”

Mo Hancheng sat on the ground, holding the cloth in his hand, his expression stunned.

What just happened?

Seeing this scene, there was no wave in his eyes, and he raised the tips of his fingers with a wisp of rich black gas, pointing directly at Mo Hancheng.

"Offended."

When the words fell, the black qi penetrated through Mo Hancheng's eyebrows and into his brain, and Mo Hancheng only felt that there was suddenly darkness in front of him, and his consciousness fell into chaos.

He glanced at the man who had fallen to the ground, and then disappeared as if he had never appeared.

Everyone disappeared, leaving only Mo Hancheng alone.

No one knew that in the sea of knowledge of Mo Hancheng's white mist, a wisp of golden light and black qi were entangled.

——

Mo Hancheng was woken up by the ringtone of his mobile phone, and when he woke up, he was cold, and he didn't know how long he had been lying on the ground, his hands and feet were frozen, and he slowed down for a while before he became conscious.

My head was very dizzy, and every now and then I had a dull ache.

When the pain disappeared, Mo Hancheng's eyes wandered around the room, and he didn't find anything unusual, so he went to get his mobile phone.

"Something?"

Mo Hancheng's voice was very hoarse, startling Mo Wei'an on the other end of the phone.

"Brother, do you have a cold?"

Mo Hancheng said in a hoarse voice: "Maybe." ”

"If you have something, just say it." He has a headache now, he always feels like he has forgotten something, he is very panicked, the whole person is very irritable, and he is not in the mood at all, and Mo Wei'an said slowly.

Mo Wei'an heard that Mo Hancheng was in a very bad mood and didn't dare to delay.

"I called Gu Yanzhuo, but he didn't answer, brother, are you with him? Let him listen to the phone. ”

"Shhh

Mo Hancheng suddenly heard Gu Yanzhuo's three words, his head suddenly tingled, he couldn't help but make a sound, countless pictures drilled into his mind, Mo Hancheng held his head, his breathing was short, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, his eyes fell on the rags on the ground, and his heart sank suddenly.

Everything just now is true.

His little monster was forcibly taken away by a man who claimed to be his brother.

Murvian didn't know what was going on, and when he heard that, he was a little worried.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Mo Hancheng's face turned pale, suppressing the panic in his heart.

"Nothing."

After saying that, cut off the phone directly.

He's in a mess right now, he has to be calm, he has to be calm.

Telling himself over and over again to calm down, Mo Hancheng still couldn't hold back, and smashed his fist on the floor, his knuckles were covered with blood, but you can imagine how much strength he used.

Those black eyes were flushed, surging with various emotions, and their faces were gloomy, and they looked terrifying.

"Whoever you are, I'm always going to find you."

The little monster is his, and no one can snatch it, not even the gods.