There was also a woman who had been sitting a little far away from the crowd. She was dressed in a dark red short shirt and exuded an air of indifference. While wiping the sharp sword in her hand, she heard the endless introduction of the strong man. Occasionally raised his head, coldly hooked the corner of his mouth.
She was already at the end of the cultivation base, just because the killing aura on her body made her feel kind, plus it was Jian Xiu, Mo Ye paid more attention to her, her name was Blade Song.
And the brawny man who has been miserably encountering her in the form of a strange flower, concentrating on his initial cultivation, his name is Tu Dali, what a vivid and vivid name.
Zu Jinyang was able to form such a badly configured team, I am afraid it was quite a waste of effort.
Tu Dali finished the introduction, still thinking about it, patted Moye's shoulder suddenly, and patted her shoulders crooked and staggered.
"Everyone has seen it, so I will be a testimony here. This girl, my brother has recognized it. If anyone dares to bully her in the future, he must first ask me about the fist of Tu Dali!"
Mo Ye was so depressed that her eyebrows twitched, and asked: "Are you... a physical training?"
"The girl really hasn't been in the past, she's so ignorant." Tu Dali buzzed and taught, "Brother is the spiritual cultivation that can kill the Quartet by hooking fingers, how can it be such a crude and reckless physical cultivation?!"
Mo Ye: "..."
The world of cultivation is indeed ubiquitous. Mo Ye was so depressed that she had nothing to say, she suddenly turned her head to look at the weak female cultivator and walked towards her.
Don't tell her about bullying, no matter what the world, those hypocritical people use to flaunt their nobility, and it has never been related to her.
Don't even say she is afraid of being soft and bullying. The person who screams at the neck when she meets the strong is called idiot cannon fodder, and the person who is bullied by the weak and yet shows a kind face is called the Virgin God. She is neither.
Standing in front of the female cultivator, she sneered and said with a cold voice: "Your senior brother just died, you are about to go to the fairy cave for adventure. It's really amazing. Let me give you a word first, when will your hatred... be reported?"
Han Xuehui looked like a frightened bird, raised her head suddenly, her lips trembling and she couldn't even speak. She had long recognized that Mo Ye was the one who was framed by her in front of the Wanjiang Tower that day, who would have thought that she would run into it so soon.
"You... Don't blame me, I was intimidated. It was Tao Li, the guard leader, who wanted me to say that... He said, the green mane beast spirit pill..."
"Friend Mo, is there any trouble?" Zu Jinyang interrupted at the right time, looking at Han Xuehui at random, making her look like a sieve, her face pale and she never dared to speak again.
"It's nothing." Mo Ye saw this scene seriously. Obviously Zu Jinyang didn't want Han Xuehui to talk about it. It might be impossible to know what's inside. Then he said: "My name is not Mo."
"That's Zu Mou abruptly, please stay calm, and there are two others, and they will be here soon." Zu Jinyang seemed to be a little anxious, and said a few perfunctory words, without deliberately separating them, just turning around , Looked at the corner of Han Xuehui's eyes, revealing a bit of killing intent.
Mo Ye also turned around and was about to leave, Han Xuehui stood up suddenly, grabbed her sleeves, and said in her ear with a very faint tremor: "I entered the fairy cave, will you protect me? I know them. I can tell you a lot of things... Let’s get together in the future, I know a lot..."
Of course, Mo Ye didn't respond to what she said, because she clearly saw that at the corner of the mountain road in front, two figures appeared, a dazzling purple, and a grim white.
fall! What kind of evil fate does this body have? It was another encounter on a narrow road, and the scumbag showed up again! !
There is more to it? There is no end, there is no end!
Zhu Zifan, you dignified and upright cultivator of Dzogchen during the foundation-building period, came to play the small copy of the Qi-refining period, you have no face? Have a face without a face, a face without a face? !
Zu Jinyang was obviously waiting for them. He hurried forward to meet him, and said with a smile: "The two are really in time. They came to the time when they sacrificed their practice during their busy schedule. I would like to thank you in advance."