"It's fine."

The group of people breathed a sigh of relief.

Zi Qianmo stretched out his claws and knocked on Mo Yan's chest—do you know that you are like this, and it is easy to lose me?

Mo Yan stared at the "pendant" on his chest.

felt that Bai Tuanzi seemed to be playing a little temper, although she looked cold on her face, but the tip of her tail showed that she was not angry at the moment.

Just now she struck him twice with his claws, and it took a lot of force, and he almost couldn't stand on his feet, and took a step back.

This is still when his cultivation is high.

If anyone around is hit in the chest by this white ball, it is estimated that they will fall to the ground at least and vomit blood at worst.

Zi Qianmo: "......"

He doesn't understand what I mean?!

There are so many people around, and I can't speak, or I wouldn't have exposed the identity of the demon in front of everyone.

Mo Yan didn't want to be in a stalemate with this white-haired group anymore, he had to go to the Hidden Sword Pavilion to find a weapon to take advantage of.

The sword he was using now couldn't keep up with his level at all.

Since the white hair group refuses to leave, then he can only do it-

Mo Yan raised his hand and poked the white-haired ball with the hilt of his sword.

Zi Qianmo's eyes narrowed unhappily.

Why?

What does it mean to poke me with a sword?

Not gentle at all, don't you know how to use your hands?

The soft and beautiful fur of this demon, what should I do if it is poked by the hilt of your sword, will you pay for it?

"If you don't go down, don't blame me for being rude." Mo Yan's patience has reached its limit.

Zi Qianmo yawned disdainfully (~O~)

Come on, you're welcome to this demon.

See what you can do with me.

Could it be that he was carrying the fur on the demon's neck and throwing the demon out? Telling you that it is absolutely impossible to drop, the human with fish lips, this demon will be so tricky that you will doubt your life.

However, unexpectedly, Mo Yan did not touch her with any hand, as if he deliberately avoided her.

Instead, it activated the body protection qi, surging like a tide, and the ripples pushed out, trying to shake the white-haired balls directly from the body.

When Mo Yan entered the Burning Xi Secret Realm, he suppressed his cultivation to the realm of the Great Perfection of the Innate Stage.

That is, the highest cultivation allowed by the Burning Xi Secret Realm.

Zi Qianmo immediately sensed the danger.

She is the out-of-body Yang God, cultivated to suppress to the upper realm of the congenital stage, which is a small level lower than Mo Yanshi, but she can't underestimate such a level, there is an essential difference in strength between the Great Perfection Realm and the upper realm, at least five times the suppression.

Under the shock of the tidal wave of the sea and the body's protective qi, the white hair on Xiao Bai Ze's body stood upside down, like a hedgehog.

She moved sensitively, like a white phantom, flipped in the air, and dodged for the first time.

Naturally, the claws that were gripping Mo Yan's chest were also released.

Angry!

Zi Qianmo landed on the shoulder of the cultivator who asked Mo Yan if the white-haired dumplings he had raised, raised his claws, and gave him a moment.

Makes you talk!

The answer is that the demon doesn't like to hear it, it's all your fault, and the questions asked are not good!

The cultivator let out a miserable scream, and there were three more blood marks on his face, which penetrated his left eye, the bridge of his nose, and his right eye very symmetrically, which was the same as the injury on Tang Muyan's face.

Anyway, she wouldn't do it to the person she chose.

Then it's up to you to bear the wrath of this demon! It's so unreasonable!

I scratched a person, and I didn't feel relieved enough.