Mo Ye was so beautiful in her heart, and a large amount of wealth fell from the sky. Since then, she has confidence in being a human being, has confidence in entering the world, and has a bright future. This joy greatly dilutes her worries about whether her life can be guaranteed in the future.
Of course, no, this adjective is not appropriate.
"I have to find someone."
"Who?" Jun Huantian glanced at her slowly, his eyes were not very friendly, but he had never been friendly.
"Zhuang Shao." Mo Ye said flatly, "He is an alchemist, and his ability to protect himself is not very good. Before we entered the Immortal Cave Mansion, we agreed that I must find him."
Jun Huantian naturally didn't know who Zhuang Shao was, he just thought slightly, suddenly narrowed his eyes, and revealed his murderous intention, "The man who hugged you in the street?"
"..." Mo Ye was speechless, did she hate Zhuang Shaola? Presumably, no matter how she explained it, Fiend would not believe it.
But at this moment, the evil star didn't know what he was thinking of, and his face was so dark that water was dripping out, "Remember that at that time, you were still concentrating on your final cultivation base, and then you dropped to the sixth level of Qi Refining. You dare to say that you didn't give it to others. Made a furnace?!"
Mo Ye snorted in his heart, this must not be explained, if the evil star sees Zhuang Shao again one day, he will definitely kill him.
Hurriedly said: "I've always been refining the sixth level of Qi. The cultivation base on my body is changed by magic weapons, and the blindfold method is used to scare people."
Jun Huantian stretched out his hand, "Take a look at the magic weapon."
"That's not okay." Mo Ye refused without even thinking about it. Can she really pat the bellyband embroidered with the ugly erotic picture on his hand
He quickly explained: "The magic weapon... uh... it is inconvenient to take it out, but I can use it for you to see."
Jun Huantian: "..."
He watched Mo Ye's cultivation from the seventh level of Qi Refining, instantly rising to... Yuan Ying stage...
It turns out that he was tricked.
"Who gave you this damn magic weapon?!"
"Madam of Wanjiang Tower, Zhongqin." Mo Ye Liluo showed out everything, paused, and then said: "She seems to know you?"
Jun Huantian put down his hands and did not answer her question.
But Moye couldn’t say nothing and insisted on explaining: “Zhuang Shao and I are not what you think, but in short, I have to find him. If you refuse to go, find a place to wait for me, the big deal is that I will find him. He will come back again."
"Don't think about it!" Jun Huantian settled, and there was no discussion at all. Suddenly, his complexion became worse again, and his killing intent suddenly burst. "There is Zhu Zifan in front and Zhuang Shao in the back. How many men do you have?! "
Before Mo Ye could speak, Han Xuehui interrupted and rushed to explain: "Senior, don't want to get angry. I am also a casual cultivator, and naturally understand the frustration of casual cultivator. As a female casual cultivator, sometimes she is forced to commit herself to protect herself. People..."
"Get out!" Mo Ye roared, "If you talk nonsense, you will cut your tongue, and you won't die anyway!"
At first, she thought that Han Xuehui was a clever tongue, but fortunately she had a very low IQ and was not a threat, but now it seems that her IQ is very low.
Things like shit sticks are sometimes troublesome, and they do things that are harmful to others, but they are also lethal.
She had already felt that the evil star had not dared to kill her for some reason, otherwise, with his temper, it would not be fresh to chop her into meat sauce.
But that doesn't mean that he won't anger others. At that time, he almost killed Zhu Zifan. She was so happy that she almost wanted to kiss him, but if it were Zhuang Shao, I'm afraid he would not be able to endure a mental attack from him.
Mo Ye sighed slightly, "Forget it, he is a pill master at any rate, so there should be no problem with self-preservation."
Jun Huantian snorted coldly, "Sure enough, it's unlucky, but the caliber is mediocre, so it should be abandoned."
"Yes." Mo Ye prolonged her voice for an instant, "With you, who can still see me? Didn't you see me abandon all the furnaces that were in the foundation-building period?"
This kind of rhetoric seemed to affirm Jun Huantian's status in a certain sense, but it also succeeded in making his face black again in an instant.