"I don't think you will refuse me, I know that the secrets of the Murong family are far more than Ye Yunzong." The blue light whip in Mo Junxie's hand lashed towards Murong Fu's back.

His repeated provocations made Murong Fu extremely angry.

"That's enough." Murong Fu snorted coldly, no one has ever dared to talk to him like this, and there is only one end for someone who talks to him like this, and that is death!

He pulled out his sword and walked towards Mo Junxie step by step: "I read that you saved me, I don't want to worry about the teleportation space with you, within a quarter of an hour, the guards of the Murong family will surround the underground pavilion, if you don't want to harm her, take her away immediately." ”

Ye Zhifang gasped, how could she know that things would develop like this.

But before leaving, she had to ask him something.

Before she left, she came to Mo Junxie, who was also in the middle of the two.

His eyes fell on Murong Fu's face, who was holding back his anger, and asked, "Murong Fu, you are not at home tonight to worship the heavens, are you here to steal the teleportation space?" ”

"Yes." He answered her without hesitation.

"The teleportation space is broken, what will happen to you?" She looked back at the smoky treasure table, then turned to ask.

Murong Fu narrowed his eyes, and his gaze never left her: "It's not going to happen, I won't let them know that I did it, but if you still insist on the dragon soul, you will definitely not be able to get out of Los Angeles." ”

"What is a dragon soul?" has come to this point, should she ask clearly, why should they give you such an unexplained dragon soul from others?

If it really worked for her, she could look elsewhere.

"The Dragon Soul is ......"

"Shut up." Mo Junxie obviously didn't like to mention the meaning of dragon soul, and he reached out and took Ye Zhimad in his arms.

Ye Zhimad had to turn around, raised his hand, and slapped Mo Junxie in the face.

The fair-skinned face suddenly flashed with five slender finger prints.

His eyes were filled with anger and grievance that he had never felt before, and he gritted his teeth and glared at the woman in front of him.

The blue light whip swung towards Murong Fu, and Murong Fu also raised the sword in his hand at that moment and slashed at the flying green light whip.

Unexpectedly, the Qingguang whip wrapped around the sword in his hand, and Mo Junxie threw his sword into the sky with one force.

There was nowhere to vent his anger, but there were some things that he couldn't tell her now.

If she does, it won't do her any good.

He roared angrily.

The roar of the dragon suddenly shook the underground pavilion.

Ye Zhifang was very distressed about him like this, the hand that had hit him trembled slightly, she looked down, then clenched her hand into a fist, and then raised her head, and then looked at Mo Junxie.

He's always so out of control when he's angry.

How useful that dragon soul was that made him so sad.

She reached out and held his hand: "I won't ask anything, let's go, no matter where you go, I will accompany you." ”

A cyan light flashed in his eyes, Mo Junxie finally calmed down, he slowly lowered his head, looked at the petite woman, and reached out to take her in his arms.

"Okay, let's go." His eyes fell coldly on Murong Fu, and a spiritual voice hit Murong Fu: In three days, I will wait for you in the Ice Lake, I want the dragon soul, if you don't give me, you will definitely have the ability to subvert your Murong family.

Such a calm and relaxed sentence made Murong Fu's heart sink fiercely.