In the face of Ming Mo's teasing, Ling Shuangyan also had her own way, only to see her smile coldly, looked at Ming Mo and said, "If you talk nonsense again, this seat doesn't mind letting you keep this pig's head all the time." ”

Listening to Ling Shuangyan's words, the smile on Ming Mo's face paused for a moment, and then he sneered: "Hehe, just kidding." Seeing the man in front of him stunned, Ling Shuangyan was overjoyed, but on the surface, he still looked cold, making you afraid to approach.

Ever since he found him, he had been at a disadvantage in his verbal confrontation, thinking that he was threatened by him and did not dare to touch him, and fell into the trap he had woven step by step, Ling Shuangyan secretly hated himself for being stupid and terrified of the terrible mind of the man in front of him.

In the face of a Nirvana Realm powerhouse like himself, not only did he not have the slightest fear, but he also threatened himself until he jumped into the trap he had set, what a mature and terrifying mind he had to have.

"Hmph, if you dare to be disrespectful to this seat again, this seat will beat you twice a day. ”

Ling Shuangyan looked at Ming Mo coldly and said in an unkind tone.

"That, Ling Da Beauty, since you want to follow this son, then just follow it, but you can't interfere in this son's affairs. ”

Ming Mo looked at the frosty Ling Shuangyan and said with a dry smile.

"Don't call me Ling Da Beauty, your seat is too lazy to take care of it, but if what you do is beyond the bottom line of patience of this seat, then don't blame this seat for doing it. ”

Ling Shuangyan snorted coldly and said lightly.

"I won't do anything bad, but if you don't let me call you Ling Da Beauty, then what do you want me to call you, Ling Shuangyan? or Shuangyan?"

Ming Mo smiled faintly.

"You don't have to call this seat by your name, you don't have to call it that, there's no need for that. ”

Ling Shuangyan said coldly, looking at Ming Mo indifferently.

"Okay, then Ben Gongzi is leaving, if you want to follow you, follow it. Ming Mo glanced at Ling Shuangyan lightly, and then turned to leave, if she wanted this woman to follow her for a hundred days, she didn't know what she would be abused, but she did do something too much to her at the beginning, and it was okay to let her get angry.

"You don't need to say this, this seat will follow. ”

Ling Shuangyan sneered, and then her figure flashed and disappeared in front of Ming Mo, but Ming Mo knew that Ling Shuangyan was just hiding her figure and did not leave.

With a slight smile, Ming Mo's feet moved, and he galloped forward, leaving an afterimage in place, which showed how fast Ming Mo's speed was. Seeing Ming Mo galloping away, a crisp cold snort of the ice spirit faintly came from the void behind him, and then gradually disappeared.

"Hey, I said that you are too ruthless as a woman, it's been three days, you've beaten my son for three days, I don't know when this kind of day will be a head!"

In a forest, Ming Mo sat on the ground without grace, looking at Ling Shuangyan with a sad face, and his handsome and delicate face had turned into a pig's head.

"There are a hundred days like this, but it's only three days, and it's still early. ”

A cold voice came from the side, and Ling Shuangyan was looking at Ming Mo indifferently, and there was even a smile in her beautiful eyes.

It's been three days, and I've followed Mingmo for three days, every day Ling Shuangyan will shoot at Mingmo when Mingmo is the happiest or most boring, beating Mingmo for a quarter of an hour, making Mingmo's good mood fall to the bottom, although she doesn't hit hard, it's all skin trauma, Mingmo can recover in half an hour, but that kind of pain is not something ordinary people can bear.