Feng Sujin looks at Jun Mohan and doesn't speak or make a sound. Her heart suddenly jumps, "Mohan, you What are you doing? "
Jun Mohan didn't reply to Feng Sujin's words, but hugged her and gently kissed her lips.
Kissing, kissing, and then forced up.
Feng Sujin didn't have the heart to focus on the kiss. Her brain was buzzing.
She has many questions to ask Jun Mohan.
Her heart was still on, still tense.
"Well Ink cold... "
Feng Sujin's strength is not as strong as Jun Mohan's, and his kissing skill is so good that she has feelings for him.
So even though she kept her mind at the beginning, she was immersed in the kiss for a while.
When Feng Sujin can't return to God, Jun Mohan lets her go.
When Feng Sujin fainted, Jun Mohan's hand moved, and a stream of strength poured out continuously.
Feng Sujin was surrounded by a powerful force before she could regain her mind. It was like a silkworm chrysalis, and it was wrapped up outside.
"Mohan, what is this?"
Feng Sujin felt that she could not move at all.
"Ah Jin, you are obedient and will be OK. Soon, it will be over and the world will be calm again."
"Mohan, what are you going to do, Mohan..."
Jun Mohan takes a deep look at Feng Sujin, then jumps up in the air.
At this time, the whole two-layer boundary is collapsing rapidly.
Jun Mohan also knows that today's boundary has changed from day to night.
People on the first level began to panic.
How can it be so good that day becomes night?
And many of the flowers and plants they planted withered.
There is also the sea, the waves are constantly rolling, roaring.
Some islands near the sea were swallowed by the waves.
The water is still rising.
The whole world was also in chaos, and journalists began to report constantly.
The people all followed in confusion.
The day turned into night, and the circuits in many places were disconnected.
The League of Nations has also begun to hold emergency meetings, except in the absence of their allies.
International leaders are beginning to think of ways to help countries that are close to the sea, as well as islands that are easily swallowed by the waves.
In any case, we should save some people.
When we tried to find a way, the sky began to flash and thunder, and it began to rain heavily.
……
At this time, Jun Mohan also began to move.
Jun Mohan cut his finger with a knife and began to draw some symbols and write something in the air.
Feng Sujin can't understand. In the protected light, she looks at Jun Mohan outside, almost without blinking.
She found that one by one things written by Jun Mohan in blood sealed many places, making the two-layer boundary of collapse and shaking slowly return to normal.
Jun Mo's cold blood continued to flow, and he continued to write.
Seeing here, Feng Sujin cried.
Her heart is hard, looking at Jun Mohan, her heart is as hard as cutting with a knife.
How could she bear to see him like this.
At this time, Feng Sujin also understood that Jun Mohan used blood to write one by one the power of pictorial symbols to seal the whole nine realms and make them stable.
Because the nine realms were created by him, when his strength could not completely stabilize the nine realms, he would use blood, and his blood could completely restore the nine realms to normal.