Yan Yixi looked at him confusedly, and saw a trace of indifference in his warm eyes. He asked strangely, "What's wrong with you...?"

Color·Milun shook his head and tried to control the gloominess or other emotions on his face. These just need to ferment silently in his heart and then rot.

Seeing that he was fine, Yan Yixi continued: "In fact, he told me before, but I refused because I had too many scruples... Now I have figured it out that it's better to have fun in time than anything else, otherwise I will regret it for a lifetime if I miss it later... But will he refuse me this time when I go back? What should I say? It's so good..." She unconsciously bit her finger and muttered, as if she were just talking to herself.

But Se Milun knew that she was asking him, although he couldn't answer and didn't even want to answer.

"No." In the end, he could only spit out this sentence, and his restrained eyes covered the loneliness.

Yan Yixi blinked and then smiled and said, "Anyway, I don't care. Let's talk about it later. If he refuses, then pester him to promise..."

"You still have to escape from the pursuit of the baby puppet family." Se Milun interrupted her words, and a joking smile appeared at the corners of her mouth, as if she had never changed her mood: "If they are still hiding here, they need a car to find it."

"Oh, I almost forgot." She patted her head and then became distressed: "How can I get out..."

He grabbed a crystal to replace the space in the air and threw it to her: "This is a coordinate not far from Tiannan City. You can use this first."

Yan Yixi took over the crystal and just wanted to thank him with a happy face, but his face was a little strange after thinking of something: "You're here... Isn't there any dangerous task?" The meaning is that this thing should not be something you want to escape from.

He was stunned, and then patted her on the head and said, "It doesn't matter. Just take it."

Yan Yixi twisted the crystal for a while before grabbing it in his hand and said, "Okay, I'll go first..."

"Well, be careful on the road." Color·Milon said.

After Yan Yixi crushed the crystal, he remembered something in a white light and hurriedly said to him, "Remember to come to us after you finish the matter!" If you don't come, I'll see you next time..."

Brush, a flash of white light, Yan Yixi has disappeared.

Se·Milun was a little melancholy. Looking at her disappearing position for a long time, she couldn't recover, and the emotion that tried to hide was finally revealed.

It turns out that the pain in the heart is a little more painful than the injury. If the blood flows, it can be resisted, but this kind of bloodless and woundless pain can't be alleviated, until it swims all over the limbs to the nerves and slowly tortures...

"Tut..." In this silence, an untimely sound appeared on the roof of the car, and then a figure slowly appeared above the roof of the car. It turned out to be an adult man sticking to the car and the edge of the roof of the car. If it hadn't been for his appearance, no one would have seen through it.

The man looked like he was idle, and after he showed his figure, he moved slightly and sat down beside Se Milun and put up his feet.

"Father, now you have nothing to say. If that color Milun really follows here, then you will expel him from the Moluo clan." The young man looked up and said as if asking for credit.

The middle-aged boy looked calm and said, "Where is Milun?"

The young man took two steps forward and rudely pulled the door to one of the carriages. Without looking at it, he turned his head and looked at his father, full of a proud smile.

But his father did not show his expected angry and gloomy expression, but looked at him blankly - behind him.

When he was puzzled, he only felt that there was a wind behind him, and suddenly a piece of wood hit his head fiercely. He immediately covered his head and squatted down, and began to shout angrily, "Which bastard hit me!"

As soon as he finished saying this, his head was smashed by a whole set of tea cups. Suddenly, he was so angry that he stood up and turned around and shouted, "Sex·Milun, don't be too..."

"You apprentice, look, I won't kill you!" Before he finished roaring, a beautiful woman in the carriage scolded fiercely. In this way, another wooden tray smashed at his head. She stared at her beautiful eyes angrily and looked unique.

He half opened his mouth. It's not that he is fascinated by beauty, but why isn't this Se Milun's carriage? Obviously, it has the same pattern! He suddenly panicked and quickly opened the carriage behind him one by one, but the people inside were not Se Milun. Instead, he was hit by several women's 'weapons' and suddenly returned to the middle-aged man's side, a little guilty and a little angry.

This color · Milon escapes so fast! Obviously, he followed his father over intentionally, but now he is gone in a blink of an eye!

The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Milon did not let him down, and then stared at his disappointing son, but he didn't even bother to scold.

The young man's aggrieved flat mouth has to admit that sex · Milun is much more cunning than that it's really...

"Father, he has only been with us for a few months. Why do you trust him so much?" The man didn't give up and said provocatively.

The middle-aged man shook his head, shook his sleeves and went to the inn: "Humph, when he followed me for a few months, you were not born yet!"

The man was stunned and quickly ran strangely and asked, "Has he followed his father before?" Then why didn't I see him later?"

"He used to be my guard, and followed the previous patriarch 2,000 years ago, but the sex demon was suppressed. He went down to the human world to avoid it. Unexpectedly, when I came back again, I became the patriarch, and he had a crystal core..." The middle-aged man remembered the past and sighed: "The demon with the crystal core is up again. The generation given by a patriarch, even if you are my son..."

The young man's face was ugly, but he vented his dissatisfaction without knowing how to hide it: "It's not customary for the eldest son to take over the position of patriarch. Father, aren't you also the legitimate son..."

Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man's face suddenly became gloomy when he heard this. After staring at him for a long time, he said with hatred: "Rotten wood can't be carved!" Then he turned around and went upstairs.

The young man was puzzled, so he turned his head and asked the guard who had been following his uncle's blood: "Father, is this...?"