He said this, but he didn't stop attacking, just stared at the person next to him.

"Get out!" Mo Li shouted again, and his voice was a little heavier than before.

Feng Qingyi was still startled.

What the hell, the coffin face that has never been dead or alive with an expression is actually angry one after another.

"Coffin face, you asked the master to get out, the master really got out!"

"!" Mo Li directly sent him five words.

If he can shoot now, he will definitely give Feng Qingyi a slap.

The Divine Pill didn't play an effective role for him at all, and he was tired enough to hold on to the entrance, but this guy kept dragging it out again and again.

"Okay, good, master, get out, can't you get out?"

Feng Qingyi dared to provoke him again, and after shooting towards the entrance with all his strength, he rolled mellowly.

Looking at his back, a slight smile leaked from Mo Li's lips.

Feng Qingyi is caring about him, and he doesn't know it.

And Feng Qingyi turned around again after entering the hole.

He spread his feet shoulder-width apart, his hands propped on top of his head, and all the power in his body was drained out of his body.

"Dead coffin face, the master is holding on, you hurry up and roll over to the master."

Feng Qingyi's face showed a look that he had never seen before, which made Mo Li's unchanged expression change again.

But, what a pleasure!

That's not how this passage holds.

"Light, receive!" Mo parted and looked away, and his face regained his previous coldness.

Yue nodded slightly, and under her command, the little chrysanthemum bloomed its chrysanthemum, releasing magical power, and sucking the person standing at the entrance of the cave like Pangu opening the world into the center of Qingchen.

"Mo Li, wait for me!" Yueqing's body kept reversing in the colorful passage, and the entrance of the passage had become illusory.

Mo Li no longer has the extra strength to flatten the folding space.

"Little Chrysanthemum!"

Yue snorted softly, and the little chrysanthemum released the power of its chrysanthemum again, releasing towards Mo Li.

"Light, run!"

Mo Li's voice came from a distance, but Yue Qing didn't listen to him.

Mo Li used all her strength to open this passage, and it was absolutely impossible for her to leave him behind.

If it were someone else, I would have turned around and left after a little hesitation.

Because the passage has begun to collapse, it is possible that no one will be able to walk if it continues, and it is more likely that she will die.

How many lives are there in her Qingchen Center, is it worth sacrificing everyone for one person?

But now standing here is Yue Qingqing, in her concept, there is no abandonment, no sacrifice, no matter who it is in her mind, it is so important.

She would rather die together than enjoy the stealing of life that was exchanged for the sacrifice of others.

"Little Chrysanthemum!" Moon muttered softly.

She could clearly notice the ring on her finger shrink.

The entrances to the passage were merging at a speed visible to the naked eye, and she was not far away, the passage had been affected, and her figure was constantly undulating and swaying.

Qingchen was in the center, except for Duanmu Chen and Xuanbao, everyone else was tilting their heads, and everything that happened outside was presented in their sight.

It was clear from their eyes that they had no complaints.

Even if the moon gently led them to the road to hell and put them on the line of death, they didn't have any resentment.