And Mo Ye has always been used to hitting snakes and sticks, and if he can get into it, he blurts out, "If you can take the heart demon oath and swear not to kill me, maybe I will yearn more for my future life. Otherwise, maybe I will be depressed someday. I feel that life is boring and wiped my neck... Tsk, that’s pretty bad, isn’t it?"
"That's true." Jun Huantian still faintly said, and then said: "I am willing to swear that in the entire Manshan area, I will never hurt your life. If you violate this oath, you will be entangled by the heart demon, and you will not be freed."
Mo Ye was taken aback and couldn't help turning his head to look at the evil star next to him, wishing to touch his forehead.
Is he sick? The heart demon's oath, how can it be exported casually like drinking tea and chatting
He kept saying that he was going to slaughter her all the time, why suddenly... such a convulsive temperament changed
She doesn't think that her casual nonsense can threaten him, that is to say... Abnormality is a demon, there is something in it!
Suddenly, Jun Huantian stopped, and seemed to have listened for a while, and gave her the luminous magic weapon in his hand. In a blink of an eye... he disappeared in front of her for a lifetime.
Mo Ye didn't realize what was going on, and blinked with the ball of light. She knew it was silly, can anyone explain it
But at this moment, Jun Huantian's voice rang in her ears, accompanied by a slight gritted teeth, "Your old friend is good in it, maybe I shouldn't show up and disturb?"
There was a twitch on Mo Ye's face, he held the ball of light and stepped back a few steps, and gritted his teeth together: "You swear that you don't want to watch a good show on the side?"
She knew that the evil star probably used some magic weapon to hide his body, and sure enough, the craftsman was a very promising profession.
"Perhaps there will be a good show. Your old friend may find a new furnace tripod. Don't you feel sad?"
sad? If Zhu Zifan finds a new love, she will happily set off firecrackers, but the premise is that he will no longer pester and disgust her.
Mo Ye continued to gritted his teeth and said, "Why didn't I know that you still have such a gossip? It's just that you said that you want to find a beast, and you are not afraid of sores in your mouth? Or you can't beat him for a foundation period. Dzogchen?"
"Such an inferior radical method, your heart is obviously flustered." Jun Huantian seemed to be a psychology master in an instant, but he appeared in front of her at the same time, looking at her with deep meaning, and asked: "Do you want to watch the show together?"
His spiritual consciousness is strong, and he naturally already knows what is happening in the depths of the earth cave, but he actually doesn't know what kind of mentality he is out of, and wants to see Mo Ye's reaction after seeing that scene.
What does he want to see? Is it distraught or heartbroken and weeping? He didn't know either.
"I'm not interested in good shows, where is the beast?"
"Naturally is inside." After Jun Huantian finished speaking, he leaned down and squatted down in front of her, lifting up a piece of her skirt.
Mo Ye couldn't help stepping back two steps, and there was no reason for a panic in her heart. Although she knew he was only moving some hands and feet on her body, the visual illusion given to her was extremely shocking.
He was a strong man in the early stage of pill formation. He exuded a cold air all over his body. He was like a king-like man. He bent over and leaned over in front of her, like surrender, and piously provoked the corners of her skirt...
Well, she thinks too much, if he knows what she is thinking at the moment, he might have taken the heart demon oath to kill her.
Mo Ye hypnotized herself, enjoying the rare honorable courtesy, before a moment, a faint hidden line appeared in the corner of her skirt.
The shallow silver, at first glance, looks a bit like the hidden lines on his black robe. It is just a small piece, but it exudes a full-bodied aura, which makes her dress directly promoted to the middle-level top-grade magic weapon, and even more It's worth the money.
Mo Ye wanted to use his spiritual sense to look at the hidden veins carefully, but didn't want to. He just swept it over with his spiritual sense, and felt a tingling pain in his head, and the sense was bounced back.
Jun Huantian stood up, glanced at her, and said, "It's only for self-defense and concealment. Don't describe it with your spiritual knowledge. Your cultivation level is very low. If you rashly depict such a high and deep formation, it hurts your spiritual consciousness..."
Why didn't you tell me, Mo Ye darkly slandered, rubbing the aching forehead, and handed the luminous magic weapon in his hand to Jun Huantian.