The people of the Snow Mountain Sect have already been attacked by their poisonous tongues during this time.

But after hearing his words, his body trembled a little.

However, even if the strength of the three of them is united, they can only fight with Mo Jingze.

At this time, Nangong Fenghua's clothes fluttered to this side, and as soon as he entered, he interrupted the spiritual pressure of both sides.

"Brother Mo, you don't have to be as knowledgeable as these juniors, what about the Underworld Boys?"

As an elder who protects the country, he can't help but be anxious when he sees the agreement.

"Senior brother and sister-in-law were overworked last night, and they got up late today and came late!"

Mo Lingfeng smiled sheepishly on the side, and replied while laughing.

The expression on Nangong Fenghua's face was a little weird, he had always been alone, and he was still not suitable to participate in such a topic.

The other party's war drums are getting more and more urgent, and the Duanmu Dynasty has been delayed in fighting, and the momentum on this side has fallen to a low point.

On the other hand, the other party has a strong lineup, and even took advantage of this gap to summon their summoned beasts.

Immortal beasts, spirit beasts, are all good ranks.

"Jun boy!"

The person who had been leaning on the side with his eyes closed and indifferently heard his shout and opened his eyes: "What advice does Nangong senior have?" ”

"This battle is extremely dangerous, you put on this armor!"

A piece of silver armor appeared on Nangong Fenghua's hand, and everyone used their spiritual power to investigate, and they all looked at Jun Wumian with envy.

"Nangong senior, keep this armor for Xi'er!"

He didn't reach out to take it, he still pillowed his hands behind his head, closed his eyes and smiled slightly at the corners of his mouth, waiting quietly.

At this time, the people on the opposite side had already begun to call for battle.

"Duanmu Dynasty, if you don't have the courage to fight, take the initiative to admit defeat!"

"The Duanmu Dynasty is a big country that is actually cowardly?"

"His Royal Highness, the pillar of the Duanmu Dynasty, is he used to being a wife and slave? Actually avoided the war? ”

"What pillars? It's just a waste of fame! ”

……

The ridicule grew louder and louder, and the people of the Duanmu Dynasty clenched their fists and turned red.

They are the supporters of Hades, and they will not blame God in their hearts, but resent those who have insulted God's prestige.

That person is naturally Jun Qianxi.

Ever since His Highness had been associated with this famous waste, all his old habits had changed.

At this moment, due to the indiscriminate command of that waste, the disparity in the strength of the national war was so great, and His Highness was put in a dangerous situation.

The louder the sarcasm on the other side, the greater the resentment towards Jun Qianxi in the hearts of the people of the Duanmu Dynasty.

Sensing the emotions of those people below, several people on His Royal Highness the Prince's side looked at each other and smiled.

The other party's war drums had already sounded to the extreme, and just as their ridicule was soaring into the sky, a bewildering voice sounded: "Xiao Xi'er, be careful, there are puddles!" ”

The sound was very soft, strangely overpowering the thunderous drums, and even more turning everyone's eyes.

A pair of beautiful people under the oil-paper umbrella easily captured everyone's attention.

He lowered his head slightly, looked at the delicate person beside him softly, and reminded him gently.

With a sly glint in her eyes, she deliberately stepped on the puddle, splashing the hem of the clothes of the person next to her, and chuckled happily.

"Naughty Xi'er! What should I do if my shoes are wet and I catch a cold? ”

He crouched down, his spiritual power enveloping her feet, ignoring the rain falling down the edge of the umbrella, wetting half of his body.