Zhu Zifan breathed heavily with a painful voice, "Don’t panic, you guys, I’m going to teach my disciples to the head of the Holy Sect. The soul lamp has already been enshrined in the Hall of Longevity. I will come to the rescue."
"Brother! Why are you so stupid?!!!"
Mo Ye was stunned for a moment. Zhu Zifan's feat fell to her unexpectedly, and she couldn't help but a little respect in her heart.
I thought he was just a good-looking hypocrite, a scumbag, and a real villain, but he didn't expect that in fact, his humanity is also remarkable
There were praises all around, and then there was silence again. No one knew if Xiangsheng Sect head would come, when he would come, and whether they would be able to save them.
Boom boom boom! "Nonsence… "
"Ah! You beast, my senior brother sacrificed his life to save everyone, you are... as disgusting as your master!"
"Don't say that." Zhu Zifan's breath was slightly weak, but at this time he said: "Mo'er, I know you can hear me. Before that, I was locked up by the master master in restraint and tried my best to break out. , You have already been driven out of Xiangshengmen by the master. I can’t help you, I can’t protect you, but at this moment, I don’t know if I can survive, can you forgive me, forget me Dying wish?"
"Brother! Are you still thinking of her now?!"
"Is that the bitch who killed Fu Zhong...? I wish you seniors, forgive me, how can you be worthy of your infatuation for such a flamboyant woman?"
"Sister, that's your fault. Brother sees that those two little white faces are not as good as this brother Zhu Xia, sister, if you don't have to apologize quickly, brother can't pass it!"
"I'm afraid you don't know anything. She is the predecessor who has climbed up to the early stage of alchemy, and naturally looks down on the cultivator of Dzogchen in the foundation building stage."
"Bah! Just that kind of beauty, could it not be the kung fu on the couch..."
"Everyone, please be merciful." Zhu Zifan suddenly interrupted, "I believe Mo'er is not such an unbearable woman. Her first-level qi-refining female cultivator must have unspeakable difficulties. I will wait for her to change her mind. I can't wait for the year!"
Boom boom boom! "Xianggu, the Nujia wants you to die, where are you... ahhh..."
Mo Ye gently squeezed Jun Huantian's hand, and asked with his spiritual knowledge, "Do you have anything like iron wire?"
"Hanging or killing?"
"Neither, I just want to play for a while." Mo Ye said indifferently, as if Zhu Zifan's infatuation and the siege and crusade by everyone did not affect her in any way.
Jun Huantian paused for a while, took out a mass of things from her sleeves and stuffed it into her palm, and said through divine consciousness: "Amethyst silk, if you lose it, it will be gone."
A group of amethyst silk with a blazing hot temperature was refining on the spot. The master craftsman is indeed a very convenient and promising career!
Mo Ye sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and slowly extended his spiritual consciousness.
This is because she was inspired by the prohibition of that room in the Tianzi Room of Wanjiang Tower. Although without the help of the prohibition, she could not see everything around her clearly with her spiritual sense.
But she can manipulate the divine consciousness, diverging and spreading around in filaments, vaguely discerning the position and shape of objects on the ground.
The amethyst silk in his hand was thrown out flexibly, more than flexible, with a bit of sinking, and a good touch. When it fell to the ground, it wrapped the package that was thrown on the ground.
Mo Ye slowly dragged the package over and put it in his pocket, smiling treacherously.
Jun Huantian: "..."
But once he succeeded, Mo Ye could no longer stop, simply weaving the amethyst silk into a net, and throwing it out, like a fish, dragging back the magical magical stones.
This sound is not worth mentioning in the sound of the footsteps of the sacred beast.
However, within a short period of time, only a few scattered spirit stones remained on the ground.
Jun Huantian: "..."
Crisis is at the head, life and death are unpredictable, and there is an old lover next to him who is obsessed with, and everyone is fighting against slander. She is actually... Does this woman have any intentions