"Hmm····· Hmm." Mo Ziran, who was on the side, let out a questioning sound.

The few people on the side were completely silent. Wake up. It's too fast.

Hula immediately surrounded it. looked at Mo Ziran with that inhumane hairstyle. Open your eyes. And then do it slowly.

"Poof·····" Mo Qianyin was the first to hold back. Shui Yi'er rolled his eyes for a while." What to laugh at. Is it that funny. It's funny, and I'll hold it back."

"Ahem, cough, ·····" The old man coughed a little. I was suffocated. I don't laugh. I don't laugh. I don't laugh. Important things to say three times.

"Where am I. You guys... Huo Ling. Yi'er. And big brother." I must be dreaming. Definitely. Not only does it not hurt in the body. And the wounds are gone. Never mind. I'll go back to sleep." Bang..." Lay back with a bang.

And the crowd came up again. Huo Ling looked at him worriedly. Brother Ziran. What happened to you. Are you feeling better? There's nothing uncomfortable about it."

Mo Ziran glanced at Huo Ling very carefully. Come. XIAO Ling. Sue sù me. It's not a dream."

Mo Qianyin wanted to look at his brother like an idiot. A slap in the face of his brother." Smack." The whole house echoed with a crisp sound...

"Roar... What do you want to do? If it weren't for his quick response. This must have hit me in the face. What to do if you get swollen. The antidote that the old lady just fed him. Is it looking for death" Shui Yier was not calm on the side. Is it easy for the old lady to go to the underworld to ask for a medicine?

"I just want him to see clearly. He's not just dreaming. As for being so fierce to others. Even if it was your nominal husband before, you don't have to do this." Roaring at me. Be careful with me to take your business. Say it with oil and vinegar.

"I'm telling you again. He's not my husband. It's just my savior" one more thing. Be careful that I slap you flat with one palm.

Mo Ziran on the side. Rubbing his sore and sore hands." It doesn't look like a dream."

Shui Yi'er looked at Mo Ziran and asked him very seriously. What the hell is going on in the Spiritual Realm? How could he be hunted down by the people of the divine realm?"

"The Divine Realm. It's really the divine realm." At first, Huo Yan said. I don't believe it yet. It really looks like it's the divine realm." We don't know what's going on. I just know that things happened very suddenly. These people appear very strangely. In the words of Huoyan. They have undercover agents in the spiritual realm."

"Huo Yan knows. Have you found out who the undercover agent is?" It can't really be a novice. Such a bewitching and beautiful person. It's still a rabbit with a weird personality. Will it be brutal like that?

"Nope. All of them. It's too normal to be on the table. There is hardly a clue." Looks like he's really a master.

"Let's go to the Spirit Realm now." Shui Yi'er looked at the two of them very strictly. It's all my friends there. Definitely won't let them do any damage in there.

The crowd was amazed. Dare to compete head-on with the people of the divine realm. Yi'er, your old man's cow.

"Master. Remove the barrier here. We won't be here again. It's not safe here. We're going to move right away." Watching Yi'er look at herself with extremely serious eyes. The old man nodded his head. Recent events show. It's really not safe anymore.

"Mo Ziran. You stand up now. Feel it. Are you feeling unwell?"

Mo Ziran stood up very obediently. Not only does it not hurt anymore. All the spiritual power spent has returned. It's amazing. I just got a good night's sleep. What the hell is going on.

And their own skin. It seems to have become more delicate and white. Woo woo. People are easy to wind and sun to practice the masculinity. How did I go back in an instant.

looked at Mo Ziran's expression when he was about to cry. Shui Yi'er's face turned green. What a look on your face. Do you want to cry. Why do people in the Mo family have this problem? Isn't it good to vent your emotions like a normal man.

"No problem. It's all good." In addition to becoming a little white-faced·····

"Good. If you are not feeling well. Be sure to tell me. You know what." Shui Yier is still a little worried. This expression. No matter how you look at it, you don't look like an idle person.

(Author Dad: Yi'er you think too much. Mo Ziran, that guy just felt a little sad for the dead wheat skin.

Yi'er: The man of this year. Why do you have a violent girl's heart?

Author: It's just that you've evolved into a woman.

Yi'er: People are goddesses. Hey, goddess. Besides, be careful, I'll slap you to death.

Author Dad: Look at it. It's a woman.

"Smack."

Author······

Yi'er: Really. If you don't die, you won't die.)

"Still. At last. Mo Ziran, come over and sit down. I really can't stand your broken hair. Come here, I'll give you the whole." Blame yourself. Cut artistically... Normal people can't appreciate it. Including yourself...

Mo Ziran walked over obediently. But I didn't understand and glanced at myself in the mirror." Ahhh Who does the body hair and skin."

"Parents of the recipients. Not indestructible." Mo Ziran roared. Isn't it just sleeping? As for crippling people.

"Parents of the recipients. Not indestructible." Shui Yier also shouted together. Isn't it just hair? That's rich protein. The ancients were really troublesome.

"Parents of the recipients. Not indestructible." An Shenghao also shouted. Really. The little sister is the most affected by this...

"Parents of the recipients. Not indestructible." Mo Qianyin knew that his younger brother would yell this. Wahaha··

Evil Old Man: "······" How did this group of abnormal people come into my own house? Isn't it just hair? Don't you want your hair to die?

Shui Yi'er pressed Mo Ziran onto the chair. Let him sit down." You ancients are really troublesome. It's not all about saying. Before doing big things, you have to shave your hair to make your ambition clear. Tell you the truth, they got tracking marks on your hair. Don't get rid of it. You'll be hunted down to death."

"Oh... That's right." That's excusable. But I didn't want to shave my hair...

Shui Yi'er really wants to shave Mo Ziran. A man with fine skin and tender flesh like him. Shave a board inch. Relatively masculine. But I'm afraid that Mo Ziran won't be able to accept it. What to do if you hit your head and die. I can only comb his ball hair first...

Mo Ziran protested silently on the side. People don't have fine skin and tender meat. People are originally very manly to say.

"Alright." Stop. This fine skin and tender meat. It looks good with the head of the ball.

Look inside the mirror. The one with the head of the ball. Creamy little raw with fine skin and tender meat. Mo Ziran really wanted to cry. This is obviously whether this little girl is good or not. I'm exposed to the wind and the sun. It's so easy to exercise the masculinity.

"Brother Ziran. You're so pretty." Huo Ling looked at him with envy. The love that flowed from the eyes. Not a little·····

Looking at Huo Ling, he seems to like himself like this. Mo Ziran didn't bother with the wheat-colored skin that disappeared with the wind... It's just that the one on my head is a little too full.

"Yi'er. The balls on this head... Can you give me a makeover?" Such. It's a bit like an older child... It's shameful to pretend to be tender. Resolutely resist.

I'd like to get you another look too. But if you want your hair length to be flawless. That's all there is to it. If you don't like it. Then I'll shave you a board.

"Forget it. That's good. It's good." It is estimated that Yi'er will be shaved. It's good to be ready to become a monk yourself.

Just when a few people were discussing countermeasures. Flashes out of the barrier. A bewitching figure. Shui Yi'er saw it. He just lowered his head. I don't see it. I don't see it. I didn't see it...

"Huh. Ji Luobing. How did you get here. What about Uncle Xiao. And life." Mo Qianyin was curious. This goods can't be caught up so coincidentally. I'm here to see him off.

"Hades and the living are still in the underworld. I'm here to inform you. I'm here to escape the heat..." Ji Luobing's preface does not match the afterword. A few people listening were in a fog.

"You're still here to escape the heat. What could be colder than your eighteen layers of hell?" Shui Yi'er is a welcome blow. I'm afraid it's not that simple this time.

Yohe. Finally ignore me." Eighteen Floors of Hell. That's hellfire. It's not cool at all." There is no common sense.

"So what are you doing here? Chat. We're moving. Please give way to this obstructive object." Actually, I don't hate Ji Luobing either. I just want to choke him all the time.

"Yi'er has a very hot temper today. The fox fire jade in the body went berserk. That's not right. Bing Lingjing just froze the few outside the door." Ji Luobing was very unceremoniously exposed. Ha ha. It turns out that it's so fun to quarrel with girls.

"How do you know?" Isn't everyone in the underworld so fond of checking other people's details?

"Huh. I don't know. My aunt and grandmother. The guys out there. The soul has gone to the underworld to report for duty. Cause of Death: Artifact. Ice Crystal." This kid really doesn't know. Still pretend you don't know.

"What. It's dead," a vote yelled at Ji Luobing. Aren't they people of the divine realm? How did you die so fast. Is the divine realm weak?

Looking at Shui Yi'er's disbelieving expression, Ji Luobing sighed. Looks like she really doesn't know. She doesn't know how much trouble she's caused herself. Kill the people of the divine realm. It doesn't matter who dies. The key is at such a juncture. The gods are dead. This is no small matter.

Shui Yi'er rushed out. glanced at a few people outside the barrier. Reach out and wave. No ice slag. There's no one in there anymore. Including the head who applied the tracking mark to Mo Ziran.