Just as she was cheering and jumping, she suddenly saw smoke and dust rising in the distance.

Then a group of large lizard-like monsters rode towards her.

Even if they were a few hundred meters apart, Mo Qianhong could faintly feel that this group of riders was terrifying, because the monsters under their seats were faintly shaking when they moved, and those monsters weighed at least more than four hundred catties depending on their shapes.

"Wuduo, quickly become smaller, lest those people fancy you and want to snatch you away!" Mo Qianhong said anxiously.

"That's right, look at those little monsters are ugly, the deity's appearance is indeed too high, and it is easy to be coveted." Wuduo narcissistically shook her front hooves, turned directly into the size of a milk cat, and jumped into her palm.

The group soon came to her, and Mo Qianhong carefully retreated, bowing her head and standing aside waiting for them to pass.

Ignorant of the world, she didn't want to have anything to do with such a team of people who were clearly not good at stubble.

"Huh? Where did the little girl come from? How dare you come to this devil's sand dune alone? A young girl in a big red cloak beside the young man at the head said curiously.

She is dressed very warmly, her skin is healthy wheat, her facial features are flamboyant and gorgeous, and she is a royal sister-type beauty.

"Little girl, raise your head and let my son take a look." The young man at the head speaks frivolously and arrogantly.

He and the royal sister beauty looked to be fourteen or fifteen years old, dressed gorgeously, and their hairstyles were very simple, but the hair accessories were faintly shining, and they knew at a glance that they were from extraordinary backgrounds.

Mo Qianhong knew that there was no way to avoid it, so she had already secretly rubbed her internal force to condense the silver needle on her fingertips, and in the event of an accident, she was ready to kill this leading teenager at any time.

"I can't do it, I smell the breath of the young master's distraction, this young man is the target we are looking for." Seeing this, Wuduo, who was holding the milk cat in his palm, hurriedly said.

"Isn't it? One of Hengtian's split souls actually grew into a crooked neck tree? Mo Qianhong thought depressedly, but she still raised her head obediently and looked at the young man with innocent and curious eyes.

I saw that his eye sockets were deep, a pair of pale golden eyes were burning and shining, the bridge of his nose was high and straight, his lips were slightly thick, and his skin was darker than that of the girl, which was similar to the bronze of ancient Egypt.

Even if he sits on the lizard monster, he can't hide his tall posture, if you ignore his disgusting dust-like expression, this young man is also a handsome pot at the level of an actor.

"The skin is whiter than peeled wheat flour! Well, yes, yes, I'm short of a little slave girl who pours tea and water, it's you! The boy waved his hand slightly, and a retinue behind him jumped down from the lizard monster, stretched out an iron pincer-like arm to stop her waist, and swept her onto the lizard monster.

Mo Qianhong's internal strength is profound, and his body is fast enough, but compared to this entourage, it is nothing but a small thing.

She was extremely shocked in her heart, and secretly glad that she didn't make a random move, otherwise she would definitely die.

"Brother Chitian, this girl's origin is unknown, beware that she is an assassin under the throne of other sons." The royal sister-type beauty frowned.

"Hahaha! Ji Lanzhu, you're too careful, aren't you? This girl is only five or six years old, and she has no fighting spirit on her body, who would use her as an assassin? Chitian looked up and laughed.

"But you're right, I'll have to interrogate her first. Hey, little slave girl, what's your name? Where do you live? ”