"It's so earth-shattering every time, people turn their backs."

"Why do you have so much energy?"

"It's also due to my high spiritual power, otherwise my heart will not be able to keep up with your rhythm for ten thousand years!"

He spoke like a reproach, but his tone was a little bit more conniving and helpless from the old father.

Feng Ruchu wasn't afraid of Yu Xiao at all. He glanced at Mo Qing and said, "Why are you here?"

Yu Xiao said: "Originally, we won't be here until two days later, who knows my brother..."

Mo Qing cast a glance at him, a faint coolness in his eyes.

Yu Xiao subconsciously slapped her mouth, and changed her words: "I'm bored, so I forced my senior to come to the bustle first. I didn't expect it to be a coincidence, but it is really lively to watch... What's more, it's your bustle ..."

Mother Guo was heartbroken for the loss of her beloved son, and she didn't have this Linglongxin to observe the relationship between Yu Xiao and Feng Ruchu.

Kneeling on the ground with a puff, he kept kowtow at Yu Xiaomo, and cried: "Holy Lord, head, you must be the masters of my son, this woman, she actually took a cruel hand and killed my son. Lifeline, isn't this more cruel than killing him!?"

Mo Qing didn't share the least "color" with Guo's mother. Instead, he looked at Feng Ruchu, seeing her white face stained with blood, and seeing Guo Yang's lower body in a mess, he frowned slightly and said, "You Hands?"

"He deserves to die." Feng Ruchu said confidently.

"Naughty." Mo Qing seemed unhappy.

When Mr. Guo heard the word "mischief" and saw Mo Qing's expression cold, she felt that Feng Ruchu was bound to die.

Unexpectedly, he heard Moqing said again: "If he offends you, he will kill..." His gaze, looking at Guo Yang's blood-stained crotch, reproached: "You are a girl. ..."

auzw.com Feng Ruchu pouted.

"Holy Lord, you..." Mother Guo was stunned and muttered: "My son, my son is innocent..."

"Whether he is innocent or not, the deity has its own decision." Mo Qing looked ahead, raised his hand, and lifted the unconscious Guo Yang into the air.

A ray of light blue "color" aura floated out of his heavenly spirit cover and fell into Mo Qing's hands.

Afterwards, Guo Yang adjusted his eyes and knelt on the ground with a slap, his eyes were hollow and a dull expression.

Yu Xiao raised her eyebrows, a little hard to say; "Soul Curse...Brother..."

Sure enough, when I arrived in the middle of the night, I really made a special trip to support Feng Ruchu!

According to Mo Qing’s temperament, he never participated in the Yungong Trial and Pill Fighting Conference. This time, he actually proposed to come over and have a look. The status quo of Lan Mainland.

The problem is that the two men came to the meeting three days after they had made an appointment. Yu Xiao was happily soaking in the Houshan Hot Spring while humming and drinking, and was suddenly summoned by the strange feelings.

When he came out of the hot spring, he lost one of his shoes.

"Now? This is the middle of the night to go to the "medicine" Wanggu..." Yu Xiao before Yi Zhuxiang looked stunned.

Mo Qing received the Xuantian Mirror in his palm, and said without a wave of waves: "The fingertips are moving."

Yu Xiao raised her eyebrows: "Feng Ruchu?"

Mo Qing: "I am worried that Fu Guangling will be torn off by her again. The magic weapon of the deity will be so ruined, it is intolerable."

Listen, listen to nonsense reasons!

Is this the duplicity that the world master should have?