Mo Zixiao's face was silent, but she was thinking quickly in her heart.

Every time you go through a battle, you have to estimate the strength of your opponent, because even the weakest enemy can turn the tide.

"The youngest silly Zhengtai has the most hidden breath, but it doesn't seem to interfere, so you can ignore it for the time being. The middle-aged man standing in the middle seems to be Wang Dongyang, who seems to be the strongest in his memory, and the others are much weaker. ”

After all, I've just come to a new environment, and I don't know much about the attack methods here, and I still don't know anything about spiritual power, so it's better to be careful.

But if you let Xiao Qi know that his future master treats him as a cute Zhengtai when he meets him for the first time, tsk, that expression must be very good-looking.

Looking at the six people who involuntarily walked towards her, she showed a panicked look, pretending to look back at the way of escape, and on the other hand, she seemed to be at a loss for what to do, and her bright eyes fully demonstrated this panic.

"You ...... What are you going to do......" She seemed to stutter even when she spoke.

The imitation is vivid, she has often acted on the scene in the shadow before, and she can change her mood at will, almost with the fake. It's just that a hint of banter flashed in the corner of his eyes inadvertently, and it was covered up for a moment. You can't spot it without looking closely.

The minds of the six people in front of them were not here at all, and they did not have the slightest suspicion, but Xiao Qi, who was always paying attention to Mo Zixiao, clearly noticed that the right hand that was about to pull out the long sword was about to take out the long sword and take the sword back again, waiting for the show.

He understood that Mo Zixiao deliberately revealed that momentary expression, not because of emotional exposure, but to remind himself that she could handle it.

Although Wang Dongyang and the others treated him well, in his heart, somehow, he still favored Mo Zixiao.

Such a strong woman made him wonder for a moment whether Mo Zixiao in front of him was the former Miss Mo Wu, and reminded him of a vague figure, which seemed to be ...... is as strong as this woman, just as eye-catching.

He felt a tingling pain in his brain, and the woman's figure disappeared, controlling himself not to think about it, and turning his gaze to Mo Zixiao. Such a wonderful show of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, how can he not accept it if he gave it to him for nothing?

"What for?" She retreated to the wall of the carriage and asked again, as if it was already difficult to even say a word.

The little face with a little baby fat seemed to be flushed with a little blush from extreme fright, and it looked even more delicate and delicate like the little girl next door, with a thin body, and a delicate and moving body.

Their breathing seemed to be heavier, and the slightly restrained fanatical greed was undisguised, and their eyes were scarlet, and they were approaching Mo Zixiao little by little.

Xiao Qi next to him is also drunk, this kind of acting skills, even he, a bystander who knows the truth, has to believe it, how can those six people resist?

Mo Zixiao remained motionless, but in fact, she was secretly slandering herself, looking at them like this, do you want to pick one out of six? They used to be like that too? God, can those people stand it?

She actually felt sorry for the women of the good family who were victimized, so that one night, well, if she didn't die, she would have to shed her skin......

However, she misunderstood the six people, if it wasn't for Mo Zixiao tempting the enemy like this, how could they lose their minds? But that's what she wants.

Only by defeating the enemy by surprise can casualties be minimized.

"What? Presumably Miss Mo Wu has already guessed it, right? Wang Dongyang laughed, looking at the beauty who was only two steps away from him, his breathing couldn't help but get heavier, and he pounced on his prey like a hungry wolf.

"Ahh No! Mo Zixiao didn't forget to light the last fire, her slender hand was in front of her, and her head was tilted away, as if she had inadvertently exposed her slender neck and delicate collarbone.

"Haha, we'll ......" tapped. Before the last three words were spoken, the situation had already been reversed in an instant.