Chapter 110: Help

What the hell is that?

Mianmian cheered up, and didn't dare to be careless.

As soon as the woman in white saw her master come out, she immediately raised a smug smile.

"Master, just now the soil buns in this wild place actually bullied your apprentice!"

"There is such a thing? Piaoxue! What are you doing here with this little girl from Wanyan Sect?"

He remembered that a few days ago, this Wanyan Sect and their Ten Thousand Saints Sect had a small conflict, right?

Those old guys from Wanyan Sect aren't fuel-efficient lamps!

The woman in pink saw that the master of the woman in white had a bad face, and she didn't care.

Instead, he accepted his scrutiny generously.

In this way, the master didn't notice anything abnormal.

These two sects are in the same town at the same time, and the junior disciples of the two sects often have some petty fights, but they are not a big deal, so they don't matter.

However, the little woman in front of them was unfamiliar and tight, and she didn't know what kind of contradiction she had with their sect.

His little apprentice even did not hesitate to use this to break the teleportation talisman.

He glanced at Mianmian and saw that the little girl in front of him was only twelve or thirteen years old.

What happened to them?

"Little girl, you have to be forgiving and forgiving, why are you so aggressive?"

"You are just a group of little girls, what kind of hatred can you have that you need to kill my little apprentice?"

This shameless old thing!

Mianmian thinks that things gather in kind, and people are divided into groups, this is really true, look at this old guy is dignified, and he looks decent. But to do something, only the governor was allowed to set fires, and the people were not allowed to light lamps.

It's just not a good thing.

"Spiritual cultivation seems to make no sense. Do you know what's going on here?" Mian Mian sneered and casually ordered a sect disciple.

"Come, little ones, don't be afraid! ”

With the elders of the sect supporting him, the little apprentice was not afraid, so he told all the causes and consequences of the matter.

The Ten Thousand Saints Sect's Spiritual Cultivator Venerable heard this. I also know that it is my own disciple who is wrong.

But he also took it for granted.

These genius treasures grow on the mountain, and everyone has a share in it!

And in this world, it's all about strength.

If your skills are not as good as others, don't blame others for killing you! And his little apprentices are not indifferent and ruthless, he let them go before.

Could it be that this release is not possible, and it is also a disaster?

"Little girl, you see that the snow in my house should not have stepped on the ice and snow ginseng that you have been waiting for for a long time, this is her fault! However, she has already let go of your little disciples, and they have also left. ”

"You say, why are these little brothers of yours still chasing after them? There is no reason for you to hurt people behind your back!"

The head of what the master said was the Tao.

Mianmian sneered and called Qingfeng Mingyue to them.

"You're embarrassed to say that our little disciple hurts people in the back, can you see what kind of hand your little disciple is doing? If they hadn't stopped him, I'm afraid he would have been killed, right?"

The breeze and bright moon stepped forward, and at this time, their faces were still blue and swollen, there were still many blood stains on them, and their eyes were also very swollen.

There were also many scars on his hands, rotting and limping, and he couldn't even walk steadily.

Mianmian didn't know that Qingfeng Mingyue was beaten so badly, and she was also very angry.

When the master saw her like this, he also chuckled in his heart, knowing that today's things could not be good.

"Then little girl, what should you do! The matter has come to this point, you can't let the people of your sect beat my little apprentice like this again, right? And she has already vomited blood before, the so-called multiple friends and multiple paths! In case you fly to our Haoyue Continent in the future, isn't this an enemy for yourself? You little girl must think about it carefully. ”

Mianmian smiled: "This matter, naturally you don't have to worry about it." ”

There is no reason, everyone is bullying the door, and they have to give in.

If they hadn't come here. They should be greeted by a large corpse at this time, right?

Thinking of this, Mianmian's face turned cold, and he didn't talk nonsense with him, condensed the power of Xuanling, and hit them!

"Vast starry sky!"

"Thousands of miles in the sky!"

"Boundless!"

"Broken!"

"Master, be careful! This witch's trick is very powerful! We were all injured by her fire!"

The woman in white was shocked when she saw that Mianmian had begun to exert the power of the Xuan Ling again.

In her impression, this move was very powerful! It was completely different from all the mystical techniques in their Haoyue Continent!

Hearing his little apprentice remind himself like this, the unpleasantness in the master's heart was also swept away.

No matter how bad his apprentice is, this is also a relatively filial person, he has no wife, no children, he has always treated this little girl as a daughter, what is he not satisfied with?

Even if others say that he is protecting his shortcomings, he admits it.

Not to mention, this little girl doesn't look good, but she really has two brushes, this mysterious power is very weird, and he is helpless for a while.

He hurriedly condensed a mystical power to form an enchantment, which was used to resist the sparks condensed by the power of the mystical spirits in Mianmian.

Xiao Hong was a little anxious watching from the sidelines.

"That old guy is so shameless!"

Xiao Hong couldn't help but scold angrily.

"Mianmian is waiting for me to help you!" she walked over to Styx and pulled him away!

The Underfallen Hall was defenseless and was pulled by her.

This will definitely take her little fiancée.

That being said, it is obvious that the dead old man on the other side is bullying other people's women and children.

This is also a matter of his sect, since he has seen it, regardless of whether he is a little unmanly, and even a little lacking in morality? Besides, these two girls are not very old, but they are also spicy, and they can solve problems by themselves, and several of her beasts are still eyeing them around, waiting to intervene to help!

From recovering the memories of the underworld, he had already planned to stop meddling in the affairs of the Six Realms.

He was very curious about what happened to the Great War of the Ancients, and how it ended in such a tragic end?

Besides, he is now the king of Hades, although he has not yet returned to the throne.

But with his dignified identity as the king of the underworld, it is too bad to mediate this kind of petty fight between little girls in the human world, right?

Styl tried to convince himself, and kept an eye on the direction where Mianmian and the others were.

He thought: Little girl, this palace is for your good! If you don't let you improve yourself in actual combat, how can you see your progress?

He hurriedly took two steps back, but immediately stopped.

If his little fiancée suffers a loss, then he won't die of distress. No, I have to keep an eye on it, and guard against what the old guy on the other side is using.

Thinking so, he turned his head back again, pinched a small wisp of dark power, and flicked his fingers towards the enchantment that the old guy had condensed.

This is a mysterious technique that he slowly remembered after his memory returned, and he hasn't tried the power of this mysterious technique yet!

And over there, Xiao Hong, the centipede girl who was half human and half beast, also cast a mysterious spirit power to bless Mianmian.

Several mystical powers converged in one place, and that power was naturally unusual.

"Boom!"

The barrier that the old guy had formed earlier naturally broke in response! It immediately turned into smoke and dissipated with the wind.

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