Chapter 392 Your strength can't be protected

   Bingmo rolled his body aggrieved. In the past, its master had inserted so many swords without screaming pain...

  Baolan rolled his eyes at Bingmo. He has been a contract beast with him for so many years, and he knows what he is thinking by looking at it.

   Would someone with such a strong master take the initiative to tell them when they were in pain?

  The strong need face, okay? And the pain has to be said to be the pain?

  Idiot fox, he deserves to be murdered by his master.

Mu Jingheng hugged Liu Ruian to an old brick house that was about to collapse in the rain. She threw people on the dirty ground at will, and she sat directly on the ground as if she had lost her strength. The head exhaled, "It's been a long time since I fought like this, and my stamina can't keep up."

   There must be some conspiracy behind the appearance of this ability by the Heavenly Dao Association. A plane must have plane-specific rules. She did not believe that the purpose of the Heavenly Dao would be as simple as she and the contracted beasts had guessed.

   She has the certainty to use the ability of ice and ink to kill that thing without breaking the current rules of heaven, but that is meaningless and helpful to her.

  Even if you can use their power to get results faster, but…

   What if one day she couldn't use their abilities for some reason?

   So she decided at that moment to use only a small part of Bingmo's power, which is very insignificant to Tiandao, but to deal with that difficult evolutionary type.

   External force can indeed make her stronger, but she wants to become stronger by herself rather than this kind of thing.

  Thinking of danger in times of peace, we always have to imagine all kinds of possibilities in order to meet the future full of countless variables.

   It was still raining outside, so she asked Hulu to come out to be vigilant. If she found a zombie approaching, she would immediately wake her up.

   Hulu took the ball and flew to the roof with a ball. It is a spirit, so this kind of raindrops will not fall on it, but will slide down the protective cover on its body.

  Mu Jing closed his eyes and fell asleep listening to the sound of rain.

When Liu Ruian woke up, he saw a strange and dilapidated roof when he opened his eyes. He sat up abruptly, and as soon as he opened his mouth and shouted Muzi, he was rushed over by the man who was lying dozing by the wall and punched him. He hit the ground and lay down!

   The man who had not opened his eyes pressed his knees against his stomach, grabbed his wrist with one hand, and slammed his neck with the other, holding his breath!

   "Mu...cough..."

   Hearing the shouting in the sea of ​​consciousness, Mu Jing slowly opened his eyes.

   When she found out that the person with ashen face was Liu Ruian who was strangled by her neck, she quickly let go of her hand, turned down, squatted beside him, and said, "What are you doing?"

   "Me? Cough-cough-cough-!"

   Liu Ruian covered his neck and coughed. When he was relieved, he frowned and said, "What am I doing? I should ask you what you want to do, right?"

  's voice was hoarse, and when he heard it, he was crushed by her.

   Mu Jing looked at him indifferently, as if thinking.

   After a while, she said, "Sorry, the tension in the follow-up fight is still there, so the conditioned reflex has listed you as a dangerous object."

   "Cough cough! What's with your vigilance? Have you been abused before?"

"no."

   She sat back again, crossed her legs, listened to the much smaller sound of rain, and said, "Born."

   "Cheating ghosts?"

   Liu Ruian sat up, looked at the bruises on her body, and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't protect you well."

   She doesn't care about this kind of thing, "You protect me out of love for Uncle Liao, and it's your duty not to protect me. Besides, you can't protect me even with your strength, so don't come out and be ashamed."

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   (end of this chapter)