Chapter 767

The young man's eyes turned with a narrow smile, with evil nature and his evil taste: please the king!

Gu Yun's fist became tighter and tighter. If her actions were not limited, this fist would have fallen on the young man's face.

In this lake, her psychic force was suppressed by divine power in the spiritual veins, unable to mobilize any minute, and her two hands were fastened by a young man's hand, and that brute force could not be free from all her strength.

His feet were also suppressed. This action seemed to warm up the lake. The boy stuck closely to her from behind. Across a layer of clothing, he could also feel the hot temperature of his body and the powerful heartbeat.

Even if Gu Yun was born with few tendons, he felt embarrassed at this time.

The young man just looked at her with determination. There was a cold light in his aggressive golden pupils. Under his careless appearance, he was actually a bloodthirsty and cold heart.

Gu Yun knew that if he didn't fulfill his wish today, he would watch her drown in the lake without pity.

But her pride never allowed her to bow her head and beg for mercy.

The moment when two people's eyes met, it was a clash of swords and shadows.

Suddenly, the young man seemed to find something and whispered in surprise, "Ji Moyan... Ji yunhuan, a thousand years of inheritance memory..."

Speaking of this, the boy stretched out his bony fingers, provoked Gu Yun's jaw, and looked at her with deep eyes: "are you the descendant of Ji Moyan?"

Hearing the speech, Gu Yun frowned slightly, Ji Moyan... This name is not strange to all Protoss people, because this is the first generation patriarch of the protoss, the first emperor of the three worlds, and it is he who led the protoss to grow and grow, so he has this status today.

She was surprised that the boy would know Ji Moyan's name. In the divine world, such as the emperor, the gods respected his title. They would never have the courage to call the emperor directly. Over time, their names were ignored or even forgotten.

Only close people know.

And Ji Moyan, not long after the miracle disaster, also fell. It has been thousands of years and changed one era after another. Except for his brilliant deeds, almost no one knows his name.

Only the gods who have entered the tongtianshu Pavilion know his name, because since the creation of the world, the names of the heads of the eight nationalities have been engraved in the most striking place of the tongtianshu Pavilion, and there are special ancient scrolls to record their brilliant lives.

And Gu Yun can know Ji Moyan's name because of his inheritance and memory.

But she was even more surprised that the young man not only knew Ji Moyan's name, but also saw at a glance that she was his descendant. What a terrible insight.

What shocked her more was still ahead.

The young man stared at her for a while. Without waiting for her answer, he said, "at your age, is it Ji yunhuan's daughter? Or granddaughter? Granddaughter? "

At this time, Gu Yun was too stunned to think.

"He's fourteen years old. It looks like he's a granddaughter or granddaughter. Ji yunhuan's dead and serious temperament won't mess with women and give birth to a daughter as young as you." The boy hissed and said slowly.

At this time, he released the solitary cloud without warning. As soon as she was free, her instinct to survive made her swim to the lake for the first time, and there was a dull pain in her chest.