Mo Wuyu's mind stirred slightly: [How can I trust you?]

"Whether you believe me or not is not important." Yan Qingran pinched Mo Wuyu's cheek. "I am more patient with the younger generation, so I will not force you to believe. If you believe, go back and wait. If you don't believe, I will lock you here and pick you up when Ruoruo comes out."

Isn't this a threat?

Mo Wuyu stared at her intently for a while: "You are not Yun Youcheng."

Yan Qingran snapped her fingers, dropping the pretense, crossed her legs, half-rested her chin on her hand, and raised her eyebrows smugly: "As expected of you, you're really perceptive. Who I am doesn't matter to you. Once you leave this world, I will also leave and return my body to her. So, are you going back now or waiting here?"

Mo Wuyu slowly sat back down in his chair: "I will wait here for Ruoruo. I will not leave until Ruoruo shows herself."

Yan Qingran nonchalantly spread her hands: "Then you just wait."

He grew to approve of Mo Wuyu more and more.

Mo Yong is usually like a block of wood, but his judgment is actually quite good.

They chose such a good adopted son and took a liking to such an outstanding woman.

Yan Qingran closed her eyes, leaned back in her chair, and detached herself from the situation to attend to her own business.

If a great demon were to come and see this world, he would find that the entire Haoran Small World is shrouded in a blood-red net.

All the demons were trapped between the sky and the great net, unable to enter the small world or escape the great net.

Once it touches the Blood Net, it will explode, turning into a cloud of blood mist, and be devoured by the Blood King's Net.

Yan Qingran sat cross-legged on the blood net, tossing the beads in her hand, and sighed as she listened to the demons' curses: "Tsk, why do I sound like some kind of world-destroying villain?"

With a wave of her hand, she grasped the air from afar, and the few demons who had shouted the loudest were instantly crushed, turning into blood mist, condensing into blood beads, and flying into Yan Qingran's hand.

"This level of strength is still not enough... It seems that after Ruoruo leaves, I'll have to go to the Demon Realm." Yan Qingran murmured.