"Just say what you have to say, they won't be able to hear you!" Wuyou said as he stood in front of a huge rock.
Glancing at Wuyou hesitantly, Zhuoran opened his mouth but stopped talking.
"If you don't tell me, I'll leave!"
"Wait a minute!" Seeing that Wuyou really planned to leave, Zhuoran grabbed her arm.
"Say it!" Wuyou regretted why she had to be soft-hearted. Zhuoran's life and death didn't matter to her. Because of her willful behavior, her son has fallen into a deep sleep and doesn't know if he can wake up, so at this moment, Wuyou
You looked at Zhuoran, feeling a little irritated.
"I'm sorry, I just want to know if all my memories are false. My father...is he really not my father?" Looking at Wuyou with a cold face, Zhuo Ran was extremely flustered.
He asked, tugging Wuyou's sleeve tightly.
Wuyou raised his eyebrows, a little puzzled by her words, and immediately said coldly: "I don't know what you are talking about!"
"Wait a minute, don't leave! You don't have to hide it. I know everything. He told me everything. It was you. It was you who changed my destiny and saved me, right?" Although his personality has changed drastically, Zhuoran still maintains his integrity.
With such innocence, she spoke without any hindrance. At this moment, she was staring at Wuyou, urgently needing an answer.
"Who is he?" Wuyou paused and asked.
"That little boy, he said he was your son?" After saying this, Zhuoran looked at Wuyou secretly, as if he was doubting her age.
"You mean Xiaoye?" Wuyou was surprised. She didn't expect that Xiaoye would interact with Zhuoran.
"Yes, that's him. He told me that the Lord Mo Yan I met was the one you pretended to be. You also left my father behind. My life was also changed because of you, so I want to repay you!"
, Zhuoran's face became excited.
"Stop talking, I don't need your repayment!" Unexpectedly, Xiaoye actually said this to Zhuoran in order to help herself, Wuyou was a little angry.
"No!!! This is what I should do, just...just..." Zhuoran hesitated, not daring to look at Wuyou anymore.
"If you have anything to say, just say it!" Wuyou said impatiently. Compared to the current Zhuoran, she still liked the previous one better.
"My father...can you please not take him away!" Speaking of his father who had transformed into a hairband, Zhuo Ran felt a deep sense of reluctance in his heart.
It is undeniable that Hairband has performed the role of father very well over the years, and this is how he has developed a character like Zhuo Ran.
"That's not your father!" The hairband was given to her by Yan. Wuyou never thought of passing it on to anyone else. She didn't take it out of Zhuoran's dream, just because it couldn't be taken out.
"No, in my heart, he is my father. You have tampered with my memory. Now I have remembered that he has been very good to me over the years. I don't want to lose this father!"
"I'm sorry!" He opened Zhuoran's hand and Wuyou refused coldly.
"Please, please don't take him away!" Zhuo Ran cried out as he took a few steps forward and grabbed Wuyou's wrist again.
"Sister Wuyou, what have you done to make even a man cry? Can you teach me a lesson?" From a distance, Mo Han has been paying attention to the two people. Although he can't hear what they are saying, but
Zhuoran cried but he still saw it clearly, walked over immediately and said in surprise.
Wuyou said nothing, glanced at Mo Han lightly, and walked towards the crowd alone.
"Wait a minute, you haven't promised me yet!" Zhuoran said persistently with his stubborn eyes open.
"No matter how many times you say it, I will never agree. This is my principle!" Wuyou's refusal was still cold.
Hearing this, Zhuoran's body trembled suddenly, his fists were clenched tightly at his sides, and he looked at the direction Wuyou was walking away, with hatred in his eyes.
"I won't let you succeed!" The stubborn words rang in Zhuoran's heart. Xiaoye never thought that he did bad things with good intentions after all. He still underestimated the word love. For Zhuoran, the false father is far better than he was many years ago.
It is important that the life-saving grace comes.
"What did you say to her? Why did she cry?" As soon as Wuyou walked in, Yingxue asked with a frown.
"You must have rejected her advances, right?" Mo Han also followed Wuyou and guessed.
After hearing his words, everyone's eyes became strange. They looked at Zhuoran, who still had red eyes, and then at Wuyou, who had a cold face, and various conjectures came to mind.
"Let's go, we've already wasted a lot of time!" Lei Yao came out at the right time, interrupting everyone's murmurs.
In this way, everyone walked on the road with their own thoughts.
The blood moon still hung high in the dark red sky, and the atmosphere was so heavy that one could hardly breathe.
"Damn it, I'm not leaving. How long have you been walking? Why are you always wandering around here!" Mo Han sat on the spot and pounded the ground with both hands and complained.
"There is indeed something wrong. If my calculation is correct, we have been walking for two days!" Xingye frowned and said rarely.
"Two days? No wonder I'm so tired. It's all because of the broken moon. We can't even tell the time!" Mo Han stood up from the ground, stretched out a finger and shouted at the blood moon.
As if hearing his call, dark clouds gathered on the Blood Moon, and there was a faint flash of thunder.
"It won't be so unlucky, right? Is it going to rain?" Mo Han exclaimed.
"Shut up! It knows what you are thinking!" Lei Yao said coldly, rolling his eyes at Mo Han.
"Tch, does it know? Don't fool me. It's not like I've never been to this battlefield between gods and demons. I'm not going out safely!" Mo Han puffed up his chest and said disdainfully.
Lei Yao was too lazy to talk to him. He raised his eyes to look at the blood moon in the sky, seeming to be thinking about something.
"Do you have any suggestions?" Bai Ye asked, looking at Lei Yao.
Withdrawing his gaze and taking a look at Wuyou, Lei Yao shook his head helplessly.
"Tch, don't speak without suggestions. I thought you knew something!" Mo Han snarled again.
"Hey, man, you haven't talked much lately!" Seeing that the atmosphere became quiet again, Mo Han felt a little unnatural, and immediately thought of Zhuo Ran.
"It's you who talks too much!" Zhuo Ran replied lightly, his face as cold as worry-free.
"Isn't it because I feel bad after being rejected by Sister Wuyou? No, I don't know how many times I've been rejected, but I'm still fine?" In Mo Han's heart, Zhuoran was the one who had the same problem as him at this time.
Her attitude has also improved a lot.
"Um, it's okay for a man. As for us men, it's normal for us to be rejected a few times!" Mo Han patted Zhuo Ran on the shoulder and said as if he was a stranger.
"Who is familiar with you?" Zhuo Ran waved Mo Han's hand away with a look of disgust on his face.
"Stop arguing, I think we are trapped!" Looking away from the blood moon, Wuyou said calmly.
"Trapped? How did you know?" Xingye was the first to ask. She came here to prove that she was better than Wuyou, so naturally she couldn't let Wuyou steal the spotlight.
Glancing at Xingye lightly, Wuyou's lips curved into a mocking smile, and he continued: "Forget it if you don't believe me!"
"You!!!" Xingye was depressed, staring at Wuyou, his eyes full of anger.
"Young Master Wuyou is too arrogant!" Yaoyue said, her charming eyes staring coldly at Wuyou, as if she wanted to kill Wuyou.
"I didn't ask you to come!" Wuyou just replied lightly, turned around and walked away alone.
"Where are you going?" Zhuoran was the first to follow Wuyou's pace.
Behind him, Lei Yao and Bai Ye looked at each other and followed suit.
After a long time, the blood moon still hung high, and the red moonlight was like a nightmare that would never wake up, challenging the defenses of everyone's hearts.
"No, I don't want to leave. If we keep walking like this, we will be exhausted even if we don't starve to death!" Mo Han was the first person to shout to stop.
As he stopped, several girls began to feel exhausted.
"It's really not an option to continue like this!" Xingye said as he wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"Yes, there is no end here at all!" Yingxue responded.
"Lord Mo Han is tired, let's take a rest!" Looking at Mo Han's pale face, Yaoyue said with some distress.
"This is the Dutian Four Realm Formation!" Just as everyone was sighing, Wuyou glanced at everyone who was a little tired and spoke slowly.
"What is this?" Xingye frowned, a little confused.
"Sister Wuyou, are you telling the truth? Why haven't you heard of this in all these years in the Shadow Realm?" Mo Han said dissatisfied.
"Is what you said true?" Even Lei Yao was a little surprised.
"The Four Realms Formation in Dutian is formed by using the power of connection between the human world, the world of gods and demons, the world of shadows, and the underworld. Only the creation gods of all worlds know how to cast spells!" Wuyou explained with slightly narrowed eyes.
"Only the God of Creation knew that, sister Wuyou, how did you know about it?" Mo Han got up from the ground, obviously very interested in what Wuyou had to say.
Others also looked at Wuyou with doubts on their faces.
"Mo Ye told me!" After hesitating, Wuyou decided to push the almighty Mo Ye out.
"No wonder, let me tell you, if it's Lord Mo Ye, then it must be right. Lord Mo Ye is well-informed!" Yingxue muttered.
"Well, what's the solution to this formation?" Bai Ye asked.
"If one person or a group of people gets stuck here, they may never be able to get out, but it's not impossible for us to get out!" After looking at everyone, Wuyou's eyes became complicated.
"Tell me! How to break it?" Bai Ye spoke again.
"There are eight of us in total, one man and one woman. We are divided into four groups. We will advance from the four directions of southeast, northwest and northwest. We are not allowed to look back. We will walk out of here!"
"Is it that simple?" Mo Han didn't believe it.
"Well, it's that simple!" Wuyou nodded.
"It scared me to death. What you said before was so powerful. I thought I was going to die here. Fortunately, if I died outside, my crush would not have died!" Mo Han exaggeratedly patted his own face.
Chest sighed.
Everyone ignored him and began to look at the people around them, looking for their teammates.