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Yu Guang could see the boy's gaze, the resentful gaze that wanted to kill her, and kept following her, as if he wanted to tear her apart completely.

"It's really frustrating, do you really think you can beat me like this?" Mo Xiaozao said very slowly, and her outstretched little hand clenched the dagger, compared to the magic pen, she could only use this dagger.

Piercing the dagger into the other's heart, she kicked away the other person who had gathered around her, and reached the boy's side with great speed, and with a pair of hands clamped the boy's neck, her eyes fixed on those who hesitated to tear her apart.

"Can't beat it? You are really naïve, although your qi is excellent, but you have never survived like them. The boy's cold hand covered hers, and his serious face became more gloomy.

"That's a real disappointment for you." Her voice sank, and she couldn't play the hand she was holding, and she heard the boy continue to command, that is, to tear her apart.

As long as she can be shredded, there is a chance to break away from the name of waste.

Her hand moved slightly, a pair of beautiful eyes lowered her eyelashes and cast a dark shadow, and it continued to be consumed like this, even if her ability was enough, this body would be unusable due to lack of physical strength.

Once this body cannot be used, then everything done during this time is in vain, just in the death throes. She thought, looking around more than once, she had been out for so long, and C hadn't come to look for her?

"You don't have to look at it, the people who were looking for you have already been lured away, and there is an enchantment here when you come in." The boy shook her aside, his eyes watching her angrily.

In this kind of urgent situation, as long as one is not careful, all the qi on her body will be leaked, and all the qi of the magic pen on her body will be revealed.

While observing her anger, the boy thought of the author Leng Suran told him, knowing that this time he was only here for a short week, and deliberately said his identity.

And the author he deliberately looked at it when he went back, although he is also a person who can drive the pen, but whether it is the written text or the feeling, it does not look like a person with a magic pen.

On the contrary, I felt her when I left, and I heard the words of many authors, that is, she was the one with the magic pen, and the person he was looking for.

Mo Xiaozao didn't know the boy's thoughts, and he didn't know that the boy was just for her, so when he left, he opened the passage to the three clans and brought these wastes out.

In the place of the three tribes, these are just barely alive low-level creatures, and they can still completely abuse human beings here.

She threw away the people who were near her with one hand, and looked around, and a man in black came out, as if to prepare her to rush after she was tired, so that he could kill her.

"I said I don't have a magic pen, what do you mean by that?" Mo Xiaozao also knew the boy's thoughts, took Xiao Xiao's hand and tightened it, and continued to tighten.

Under the consumption of such intensity, there is no way for the physical strength of the body to continue, and this body as a phantom is limited in her control after all, and she is about to reach the limit.

"It doesn't make sense, since you don't have it and don't worry about what I'm doing, aren't you?"

"Don't worry about what you're doing? You are going to put me to death, I don't know what your status is in the three tribes, and you can directly judge our death. Naturally, she also found that there were more than twice as many people in black around her.

After a rough calculation, the number was far more than double what she had thought before, and it could make her imagine how many people would die.

"My status is not high, but compared to you who has just been qualified, I think Quirrell will choose not to shelter you." The boy hooked his lips as he spoke, believing that she didn't know in front of her that Quirrell would rather offend the three clans than let anyone be wronged.

It is also because of this character that in the world of the three clans, it is rare to fight with Quirrell because of things, and he doesn't want to do anything with some old madmen in Quirrell. This makes this newborn Quirrell the best shelter for newcomers.

"Aren't you shy to deceive people like this? There's an old monster, and you're embarrassed to bully newcomers like this? C's voice rang out from the side, and the eye-catching red sedan drove away.

C, who got out of the car, smiled and stared at the boy with a polite nod, and also thought that there was only one person who could do this, a magical person who was said not to be subordinate to any force.

"It's a lot older than you, but don't you worry about me recommending you from above?" The boy looked sideways at C, his outstretched hands a rich black.

"No need, I'm just a small character who doesn't need attention, and I'm far from your age and strength, but I also know that if your ability is limited in this place, your strength is only the size of a grain of rice, right?"

C said casually, and a thumb-sized jade suddenly appeared in his hand, shining when it was tossed.

"It turned out to be the son of Bing in the God Realm, how did he come to such a place." The boy's hand holding the jade tightened, he didn't expect to encounter a hard bone at such a time, and he didn't expect this hard bone to be so terrifying.

Although I have heard the rumors of his background for a long time, I can't believe that a person with such an identity would really fall into such a place, it seems that life is much better than when he was in the Three Clans.

The boy observed them, and suddenly pursed his lips, and he saw a trace of special qi beside C and Mo Xiaozao, a trace of orange-gold qi, and the slender one collided with the rest of the qi.

Sure enough, the female author Leng Suran gave him was not the real owner of the magic pen at all, this Mo Xiaozao was the owner of the god's magic pen, as long as he brought Mo Xiaozao back with him, he didn't believe that person still believed in Leng Suran so much.

She was also aware of the trace of aura she had unintentionally released, and tried hard to urge it to force it into C's body, which also made all the boy's eyes fall on C's body.

"Your aura is very special, it reminds me of a legendary person, all her aura is orange gold, and she is the only god with an orange-gold aura."

"Isn't it just Wen Qu Xing, you don't want to think about it, how can I say that I have a little relationship with Wen Qu Xing, how can I not have a trace of her anger?" C stuffed her and Xiao Xiao into the car, sat in front of the car, and wrapped the car with a gushing spirit.

And when she got into the car, she returned to her mind because of the phantom, and the person fell into a deep sleep.

The phantom in his mind looked at An Xia who was sitting under the magic pen, and spoke before An Xia spoke, "I didn't find out before that this C was the child back then, and I don't know if she is a poor person who was implicated by us." ”

"I was also surprised that he was also a child of a high god back then, but he lost his parents on such an occasion, and finally had to be taken care of under her name."

The phantom didn't continue, sitting down on the god's pen with a straight spine. I don't know how C survived so long in the Protoss after losing all his protection, and he was able to come here.