That Mo Zhu looked at the face of Nangong Yan, heard the voice of Nangong Yan, a pair of beautiful eyes unconsciously there will be shimmering water, sparkling eyes, let her whole person seem more like water moving.

"Yan'er!" The Demon Lord called out tentatively with a trace of disbelief.

"sister, it's me!" Nangong Yan calmed down for a while. There was no initial tremor in her voice. She was calm.

the devil's eyes glistened with tears. He flew to Nangong Yan and held him in his arms. After a long time, he let go. He stroked Nangong Yan's cheek and said, "Yan'er, come on, let me have a good...