"Girl, please be merciful."

Just when everyone couldn't hold it anymore and felt that they were about to be natural, a cold and cold voice sounded, as if a cool stream was injected into their hearts, and the uncomfortable soul got half a minute to breathe.

Looking up, I saw that Hua Muzhen, who had not paid attention to them all along, had appeared in front of the little girl who was surrounded, facing each other.

The white clothes are fluttering, and the bright red flame is not contaminated, which is quite dazzling.

The cold aura around him seemed to suppress the flames.

This kind of momentum unique to the descendants of the Yunzhen Sect made everyone breathe a sigh of relief in their hearts.

"You can't stop me." Yun Ying raised his head, his tone was cold, and his momentum was shocking.

is that the childishness on the little face has not faded, and in the majesty, there is a little more childishness.

"I know." Hua Muzhen's face did not waver for a moment, "He did something wrong, I apologize for them, and I hope the girl will show mercy." ”

There was a hint of frost in her words, which was extremely inconsistent with the image of her and Xiu Qi talking.

Hearing this, Yun Ying raised his eyes and glanced at Hua Muzhen seriously for the first time, his misty eyes were not deep, and his tone was cold, "I hate you very much." ”

Hua Muzhen's expression moved slightly, as if he was puzzled, but he did not speak.

After Yun Ying took a deep look at her, he withdrew his gaze and turned to leave, this time, no one dared to stop her.

But Hua Muzhen stood in place in a daze, his pupils imperceptibly shrunk a little.

In his ears, the words left by Yun Ying fluttering echoed, "I hate everyone who tries to imitate him." ”

Imitate.

If the momentum on her body is close to anyone, then it can only be the Yuan Ye Shangxian who soared yesterday.

And it's not just her, they are all from top to bottom, and all the disciples have a bit of momentum close to Yuan Ye's immortal.

Because it's too much worship, it can't help but imitate.

So...... Does this girl know her?

Hua Muzhen raised his eyes to look for the figure of Yunying, but it happened that the shadow of the girl had long been gone, and he could only regretfully suppress the doubt in his heart.

Collecting his thoughts, he glanced around at everyone, "There is no power to protect here, and the disciples of the Yunzhen Sect and I will quickly evacuate." ”

The words fell, staring deeply into the depths of the flames for a moment, and then turned to leave.

She couldn't wait here anymore.

*

The forest was full of fire, and the clouds and shadows shuttled easily, the expression on the little face was tense, and the indifference around the body exuded that no one should enter.

Even the flames around them were discouraged, and they all gave way one after another.

[Host, you're not happy. 】

In the space, Xiao Aishen keenly noticed the difference between the clouds and shadows, and after observing for a long time, he dared to draw a conclusion.

When the host treated people in the past, although they didn't take people in their eyes, they still said the past in words and deeds.

Not gentle, but never cold to people.

It's very bland, but occasionally it will give people a small face.

And this time, there has been a biting chill in the host's speech, and it can even be said that it is a little piercing and sharp.

Emotions are not as bland as they used to be.

Is it because those people imitated the male god?

Little Eros is unknown.

Hearing this, Yunying grabbed her chicken coop irritably, "My hat is gone." ”

[Huh? Little Eros was surprised, [Hat? Host, you're not happy because you don't have a hat?! 】

"Hmm." Cloud Shadow nodded. Talking to little Eros can distract her.

Without a hat, her whole body would be very irritable, and her blood would be agitated.