When Jun Qiyan woke up, she found herself in another world.

Before Jun Qiyan could get up, he discovered that the elder and the glass bottle were no longer by his side. When he thought of the elder's palm, Jun Qianyan's heart skipped a beat, but she quickly regained her composure.

It was only after he tried activating the magic technique that Jun Qianyan realized that there were some fragments in his memories that didn't belong to him. In addition to the increase of his cultivation base, only then did Jun Qianyan realize that the elder had passed on half of his cultivation base and legacy to her!

That black hole, that glass bottle, was clearly just a pretense. That was just a test from the old man!

Jun Qiyan was still summing up his shock when suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew past his ears.

Jun Qianyan was stunned for a moment. Her bright eyes quickly took in the surrounding scene, but immediately became flabbergasted. She was currently in ruins, and although it wasn't to the point of being littered with corpses, but from the looks of her surroundings, it wasn't hard for her to see that this had once been a battlefield.

"How could this be …"

Jun Qianyan's eyes widened in disbelief, his brows tightly knitted as he muttered to himself in a low voice.

Without delay, Jun Qiyan rose to his feet and hurried towards the black smoke.

She knew that where there was smoke, it was usually in the village, and most of the people in the village were there.

As he groped his way through, he almost knocked on the door of every house in the village. Only then did Jun Qiyan collect all the scattered information.

First, the demons and the god race had already started their war.

The 2nd Emperor Mo Jiu was heavily injured in this battle!

Jun Qiyan's expression suddenly changed as he immediately cast his magic to search for Di Mo Jiu.

According to the descriptions given by the villagers, this fierce battle lasted for seven days, ending in the defeat of the devil race yesterday — thus, Di Mo Jiu was still in the vicinity!

"Wait for me... "Wait for me!"

Jun Qiyan was panicking a little. In front of such a life and death situation, she had completely forgotten about her grudge with Di Mo Jiu. Now, she only wanted to hurry over to Di Mo Jiu's side.

The powerful aura was still present. When Jun Qiyan was getting close to Di Mo Jiu, she could clearly feel the aura belonging to Di Mo Jiu. Moreover, as she got closer, the aura of slaughter around his body also gradually intensified.

Her figure was slowly approaching his side.

The waves of killing intent did not cause Jun Qiyan to stop but instead made her walk faster.

"It's me!"

Jun Qiyan was aware that Di Mo Jiu was always on the alert and dangerous side when he was injured, so in order to prevent Di Mo Jiu from injuring herself in self-defense, she took the initiative and spoke first, "It's me! Ninth Master, it's me … I'm back! "

The moment he finished speaking, Jun Qiyan clearly felt that the surrounding atmosphere had changed. Especially when she had pounced at his side, the feeling of the glacier collapsing had become even clearer.

A pair of clear eyes flashed with light. Although the hostility had been retracted, the King's Aura exclusive to Di Mo Jiu still remained.

But soon, the atmosphere changed again.

Di Mo Jiu looked at Jun Feiyan, who was still on guard, and the cold air around him became even colder.

"What are you doing here?"

Di Mo Jiu's tone was extremely cold, his eyes were distant while his vigilance could be seen in them.

"Of course I'm here to save you!"

Seeing Di Mo Jiu lying on the ground, dying, but not forgetting to be on guard against him, Jun Qianyan was so angry that her eyes moistened. She looked at him again, his body was covered in wounds, and apart from saying a few simple words, he couldn't move a muscle.

Tears slid silently down his face.

"Save me?"

Di Mo Jiu's gaze towards Jun Qianyan was still a little cold, but there was already some surprise in it, "Why, shouldn't you … "You should hate me?"

"Hate a hammer!" You're about to die, who else can I hate! "

Jun Qiyan ruthlessly wiped away the tears on his face and rudely roared at him, "Di Mo Jiu you bastard! "Why didn't you tell me — why didn't you tell me so much!"

Jun Qianyan was still sobbing. Di Mo Jiu had been watching from the sidelines the whole time, and had not spoken a single word.

Very quickly, Jun Qiyan felt the temperature around her plummet, and a cold wind blew. She raised her head, and just happened to say "Don't talk" to God Mo Jiu with her lips.

Jun Qiyan didn't quite understand, but when she turned around, she saw a woman and a man walking towards them on the wind.

Jun Qiyan's pupils immediately constricted – the people walking towards them were none other than Chu Ran and the third prince!

Just as Jun Qiyan was about to stand up and rush over, she was stopped by Di Mo Jiu's "Shhh!". She looked down at herself and realized that she had been cast by Di Mo Jiu without her knowing. She had become transparent.

"Is he going to die just like that? "How boring."

Chu Ran walked to the side of Dao Emperor Mo Jiu, looked at him, then shrugged with a hint of regret. Her eyes flashed as she turned to Third Prince, pointed at him and asked, "Your Highness, then according to your intentions, how should we deal with him?"

The Third Prince glanced at Di Mo Jiu and coldly snorted, "Do as you wish."

Hearing the Third Prince's words, Jun Qiyan felt like his lungs were about to explode from anger, but Chu Ran just laughed complacently twice, then continued to move closer to Di Mo Jiu step by step, slowly squatting down and asking, "Aiya, what a pity. We've obviously been together for so long, but suddenly he said he died, and he's still a little reluctant to part with me."

"Is that so?" Third Prince indifferently shrugged his shoulders and said with an extremely contemptuous tone, "When you attacked, why didn't you feel reluctant?"

Chu Ran protested coquettishly and looked at the Third Prince with dissatisfaction.

Jun Qiyan couldn't wait to pick up his sword and kill this beast!

But when she thought of Di Mo Jiu, who loved Chu Ran the most, Jun Qiyan couldn't help but turn back to look at Di Mo Jiu, only to see that his expression was normal, completely unaffected by the ridicule and ridicule from these two people.

"Forget it, I'm about to die." The Third Prince crossed his arms in front of his chest as he gave Di Mo Jiu a big smile, looking at him with a provocative look, "No matter what, it is still your old lover. Why don't you properly express your feelings of success?"

Can't Move...

Endure it for now …

Jun Qiyan was still persuading him again and again that he should endure for now. He could only bear with it until the adulterous couple left so that he could save Di Mo Jiu and help him heal his injuries.