"Okay, but you can't think about it for too long." He immediately stopped making noise, and then kissed her the face, "Xiao Xi'er has worked hard, please comfort her first." ”

Just as she was about to have a seizure, he grabbed her waist and quickly swept forward.

Soon, they saw the ball hovering in front of them.

Duanmu Ming stopped when he was a short distance away: "Xi'er, is there something wrong with the wrecking ball?" ”

As soon as Jun Qianxi stretched out her hand, the ball fell into the palm of her hand.

There was a clear blue line of water between the two balls, which continued to rise and fall in front of her eyes, as if they were rushing to speak.

Duanmu Ming didn't understand, he stared at the two glass balls desperately, eager to slap them to death.

Dare to grab attention with him.

A slight smile appeared on the corner of Jun Qianxi's mouth, and she reached out and touched the ball.

Feeling the burning gaze on the side, she froze.

Sure enough, the handsome face came over: "Xi'er, touch!" ”

The corners of Jun Qianxi's mouth twitched, but she still touched his face with the experience of the past.

"It feels better than those two wrecking balls, right?"

"Smooth, delicate and elastic, good!"

Hearing her praise, his smiling eyes bent.

Jun Qianxi really doesn't understand, what is he comparing to the two elves?

She pointed ahead and said, "There's a powerful elven summoning beast there, and Qiuqiu is often bullied by it......"

"Xi'er, don't worry, leave it to me."

Before she finished speaking, Duanmu Ming flashed out directly.

Before he went out, he glanced at the ball without a trace.

Qiuqiu, who had been lying there safely, immediately straightened up and trembled with fear.

Jun Qianxi didn't find out about the intersection between them.

She looked ahead without blinking, wondering how the elven summoned beast was going to be subdued.

He was dressed in a purple robe with black patterns embroidered on the placket, and when his figure stopped, he was immediately surrounded by a ring of fire.

In the light of the firelight, his fair face was paced with a golden glow.

The surrounding fire was getting higher and higher, as if it was going to devour his whole person alive.

Duanmu Ming always stood with his hands in his hands, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he was slightly sarcastic and let this fire ring be presumptuous.

Soon, the ring of fire was on his shoulder.

This elf summoning beast is obviously much more powerful than Qiuqiu, but Duanmu Ming can handle it, looking at his relaxed face, it should be no problem.

Seeing this, Jun Qianxi couldn't help but clench his fists.

At this time, the fire rushed up again, directly devouring Duanmu Ming.

"Damn it!" Jun Qianxi tiptoed a little and quickly rushed over.

But as soon as she got closer, she was bounced away by the rings of fire.

"Xi'er who hurt my family, I want your life!"

Inside the ring of fire, a cold voice was heard.

saw that the fire that had originally wrapped him began to slowly dissolve, and soon, Duanmu Ming's figure reappeared.

He pursed his lips, his eyes full of horror.

The spiritual pressure of the eighth order of the other realm was completely released, and the original sky-high fire was instantly extinguished by him.

Immediately after, a ring-like thing fell from mid-air, rolled on the ground a few times, and stopped under Jun Qianxi's feet.

It still shimmered red, but it seemed to be ready to go out at any moment.

Jun Qianxi picked it up, looked at the people who came over and asked, "Killed by you?" ”