The purple cloth rolled Mo Jiu up and flew up, and when Mo Jiu came back to her senses, she had already arrived in front of the young man in purple.

In mid-air, the purple-clothed young man held a piece of "cloth" rolled with ink for a long time, and looked at her condescendingly.

Although Mo Jiu's posture was at a disadvantage, there was no fear on his face. Not only that, the peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and the expression was even more calm.

"What do you mean, Messenger?"

The purple-clothed young man narrowed his phoenix eyes dangerously, and there was a dark light circulating in his eyes.

"Who the hell are you? Where did your weird body come from? ”

Mo Jiu smiled slightly, revealing a mouthful of snow-white white teeth.

"Envoy, don't you know who I am? Besides, I just struggled a few times to save my life, and then I became weird? ”

The purple-clothed young man's eyes were unpredictable, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Suddenly, the purple-clothed young man flew to another mountain peak at a very fast speed.

The mountain peak was white, and the cold wind was blowing, and Mo Jiu's condition in the wind was unspeakably miserable.

Mo Jiu was like a prey in the mouth of a big bird at this time, swinging in the wind high in the sky.

The biting cold wind blows, and the cold is naturally needless to say, not only can you not open your eyes at all, but if you open your mouth, there will be a strong wind filling your stomach.

Mo Jiu greeted the ancestors of the young man in purple one by one in his heart. I don't know how many generations of greetings have arrived, and the figure of the young man in purple was stunned in the air, and he let go.

Originally, although Mo Jiu was in an unexpected situation, she was also able to be calm, but this time she was really panicked.

This height is more than 500 meters, and even if you don't break your bones, you can't save your life.

The last time Moku fell from the sky, her hands and feet were free, but this time her hands and feet were tied with cloth, and her body was completely unable to move.

Mo Jiu fell down, desperately thinking about how to get out of this predicament. But the speed of the fall was too fast, and in such a short period of time, she didn't even come up with an effective solution.

And at this moment, Mo Jiu's eyes touched the ground she was about to reach, and she didn't struggle anymore.

Hearing only a "plop" sound, Mo Jiu fell into the water.

The purple-clothed young man hung in mid-air, staring coldly at the white mist of the water.

One minute, ten minutes, half an hour...... There was not a single movement on the water.

The purple-clothed young man raised his eyebrows and flew down close to the motionless water.

The water surface was white and mist, as still as stagnant water, and there was no breath of living creatures.

Could it be that Mo Jiuzhen has drowned and sunk to the bottom of the lake?

And at this moment, the boy's ankle, which was almost close to the water, was entangled by something and dragged into the water by a force.

The boy was about to make a move against something that was entangled in his ankles, when suddenly he was entangled in his back, and a sharp dagger was pressed against his neck.

The man who entangled the boy was so good at water that he dragged him ashore without difficulty.

The young man's dark eyes became deeper and deeper, and he said, "What are you going to do?" ”

Mo Jiu snorted coldly and mocked: "This should be what the master wants to ask, right?" What are you doing in this hellish place? ”

The purple-clothed young man's voice was indifferent: "Help you repair your muscles." ”

Repair your veins? I believe that you have ghosts. She wasn't injured, what kind of veins did she repair?

Mo Jiu sneered and said, "Do you think I will believe your nonsense?" Forget it, Master Xiao doesn't care about you a lot. What is your name? ”