"Yuan?" Luo Xiaoman blinked and looked at Mo Yuan with a puzzled look. Why did this guy try to rescue someone with her?

"Men, it is better for me to come." Mo Yuan carried Ming Chan like a sack, and said indifferently.

Luo Xiaoman was startled slightly, and suddenly understood that this guy must be jealous again, and she didn't see her hugging Xiao Ming.

"Well, can you let me down?" Ming Chan was carried by Mo Yuan, feeling the man's icy breath, and couldn't help feeling tight, for fear that he would throw himself out on a whim, what should he do?

Mo Yuan squinted at him, and then let it go. That look seemed to say, stay away from Xiaoman in the future, otherwise...you know the consequences!

Ming Chan swallowed, his heart was dark, he really saw a ghost! The uncle is not afraid of heaven and earth. Why is he afraid of this guy?

However, the breath of this guy is really terrifying.

"Who the **** are you?" Mr. Mou's face was sullen, a flame of anger surged in his heart.

He prepared for so long, thinking that he could finally complete the plan, but he was destroyed by the young girl and the young man in front of him.

However, judging from Luo Xiaoman and Mo Yuan's aura, he knew that these two men were extraordinary.

"Let's put it this way." Luo Xiaoman walked out and whispered: "Xiao Ming, it's my servant. If you want to move him now, you just won't give me the master's face. So, **** you!"

"Are you the master of Chan'er?" Mr. Mou's pupils shrank, and he said in astonishment.

"Don't call me that, I'm sick!" Ming Chan took a sip and stared at Mr. Mou fiercely. This shameless old man really carried out his previous sentence, a qualified magic stick must have a thick skin.

Unexpectedly, when such a thing happened, this old man could still call him Chan'er, it was really disgusting.

"General Bimeng, try your best to inspire the battle formation and kill these guys." Mr. Mou's eyes sank, he made a decisive decision, and he didn't care about the threats from Luo Xiaoman and Mo Yuan who took the twin souls of Ming Chan. The feeling is too strong.

"Okay!" Immediately, Beamon waved his hand to signal the Asura fighters to inspire the battle formation, and kill all the creatures in the battle formation with the strongest posture.

Buzzing!

The battle formation buzzed, and the five major attribute attacks became even more crazy. In this battle formation, it was like the end of the day.

"The battle formation is good." Luo Xiaoman curled the corners of his lips, his charming little face was calm and calm.

However, when she just wanted to make a move, Mo Yuan stood up and gave her a look, as if to say that she didn't need to make a move here.

Luo Xiaoman shrugged, and then backed away.

"Master, is it reliable?" Ming Chan glanced at Mo Yuan and muttered in Luo Xiaoman's ear: "This battle formation is not easy, I'm afraid..."

Huh!

A sharp gaze swept over.

Suddenly, Ming Chan shook his head quickly, kept a distance of ten meters from Luo Xiaoman, and then made a please gesture. "Master Mo Yuan, please!"

Mo Yuan retracted his gaze and set his gaze on this battle formation.

"Huh, it is impossible to break this battle formation! Even if it is a strong person in the transformation stage, it is impossible to crack this battle formation!" Mr. Mou is quite confident in his battle formation, after all, it was a cost. How can things that I have researched for a long time be easily broken?