Chapter 253: Ask Mo Xueyan for help

Feng Zitong pulled his hand out of Mo Xueyan's hand, and a self-deprecating smile tugged at the corner of his mouth: "You say, he went crazy looking for me?" Hehe, how is this possible!! ”

"How is it impossible, my brother likes a girl for the first time in so long life, and once he decides it, you are his life, if there is any misunderstanding, you can talk to it in person, don't sulk alone, okay?" Mo Xueyan was talking to Feng Zitong in a tone that was almost pleading. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Feng Zitong's body was a little stiff, and she reluctantly pulled the corners of her mouth: "Xueyan, I really don't have anything to talk about with him, it's good to go our separate ways in the future, I came to you today to ask you for a favor." ”

Seeing that Feng Zitong was closed and not talking about this matter, Mo Xueyan opened her mouth, but she still chose to give up, otherwise Zitong would even be angry with her, and it would be completely over: "Okay, what are you asking me to help you with?" ”

"When I first came to the Upper Realm, I was trapped in this isolated village and couldn't get out, so I made a deal with the village elder to help them solve the dilemma of demonic beasts attacking the village every three years, and the reward was to borrow their treasure of the town and village, the Secret Tooth Divine Boat, and wear it out of the Dense Tooth Forest." After Feng Zitong roughly explained, seeing that Mo Xueyan didn't understand anything, he continued: "I found the reason why this place was regularly used by Warcraft Creek Village, but there was no way to solve it, so I thought of you." ”

Mo Xueyan nodded in understanding: "What do you need me to do?" ”

Feng Zitong took Mo Xueyan to the place where the silver light appeared at night, there, there was an ancient tree that could not be named, and after stretching out his hand and condensing a ball of spiritual power, Feng Zitong attached the spiritual power to the trunk of the tree.

Suddenly, the silver light here is magnificent, and it is even more dazzling in the sun.

The village chief, the fat man and Brother Long had to raise their hands to block their sight.

After Feng Zitong got used to it for a while, she was finally able to open her eyes, and she looked at Mo Xueyan.

Mo Xueyan nodded: "Who has been provoked by this village, and he has provoked the other party to the point that he did not hesitate to use the entire village landform to set up this large-scale spirit gathering formation, the means are really clever." ”

She walked up to the ancient tree, stretched out her hand and stroked the trunk, and the silver light on it seemed to see something terrible, and it strangely avoided other places.

When the village chief saw it, he immediately burst into tears with excitement, and he said to Mo Xueyan: "Girl, please, save our village." ”

Mo Xueyan glanced at him sideways, only nodded expressionlessly, and when she looked at Feng Zitong, she immediately changed to a gentle look: "Zitong, you go away, I'll break this big array." ”

When the village chief heard this, he didn't need Feng Zitong to remind him, he pulled Brother Long and retreated, and the fat man also retreated ten meters away from the big tree with Feng Zitong.

Seeing that they were all leaving, Mo Xueyan raised her right hand, and after a ball of spiritual power covered her hand, she put her palm on the trunk of the tree, and with a sudden effort, she wanted to push the ancient tree down.

However, as soon as she used her strength, the silver spiritual power around the ancient tree 'swished' into long strips of electricity, and quickly rushed towards Mo Xueyan, wanting to entangle Mo Xueyan.

With a smile on the corner of her mouth, Mo Xueyan stretched out her hand without hurry, the wind was blowing under her feet, and the speed was so fast that she couldn't even see the afterimage, and after a few shuttles, she held all those spiritual power bars that were glowing with electricity in her hands.

In the distance, except for Feng Zitong, the other three people shivered in unison, these things, with their teeth and claws, were flashing with electricity, and they felt terrifying when they looked at them, let alone pinched in their hands, if it were them, they would have been electrocuted.

Feng Zitong's face was expressionless, they were not very far away from Mo Xueyan, and the strong spiritual power emanating from her body actually suppressed her faintly breathless.

Sure enough, Mo Xueyan and her party are really not from the Middle Realm.