The two of them were neither slow nor fast, and Yuezichen watched as she walked, following behind them.

After Emperor Tianli and his party left, outside the enchantment of the Nuwa clan, Yuanming, Zicao, and Moruhua appeared on the mountains.

Mo Ruhua carried a bow behind him, and the appearance of the bow was almost exactly the same as the previous jet-black god-killing bow.

It's just that the bow behind her back is blood-red, and in the center of the bow handle, there is a jet-black bead.

The entire bow exudes a sinister aura.

Mo Ruhua glanced around coldly, and said without emotion, "Yuanming, this is the last time I will help you." Also, I advise you to seal the God-Killing Bow as soon as you're done, it's a bit weird. ”

Ever since Yuan Ming refined the demon soul into the bow, the bow turned blood red.

She could sometimes feel that the bow would breathe.

This bow is very weird!

Yuan Ming raised the corners of his lips, "Picturesque, if you don't follow me, it is very likely that you will be arrested by Jiuhuamen, and when the time comes, you will be dead, don't you want to kill Mo Wuxi, that negative man!" ”

Mo Ruhua snorted coldly, "You can't take care of my business." ”

"To go or not to go!" Comfrey is getting impatient.

The purple clothes of her body were darker, some like fuchsia.

The corners of the comfrey eyes are raised, the red lips are like blood, and the dress on the body is as light as a raccoon yarn, looming, charming and enchanting.

The aura on his body was thick and dark and gloomy, obviously enchanted.

She stretched out her hand towards Mo Ruhua, "Give me the god-killing bow, I want to sword Ye Qinglan, that cheap. Person. ”

Mo Ruhua raised his eyelids lightly, and did not hand the bow over, "If you don't want to die, don't touch the bow!" ”

"You ......," Zicao glared angrily, "You don't want to let Ye Qinglan go." Last night, you loosened her rope and let her go! Ink is picturesque, do you want to be our enemy? ”

"Idiot!" Mo Ruhua sneered, "If I hadn't let her go at that time, I would still be standing here and listening to your nonsense!" ”

"Mo Ruhua, don't think that I can't kill you if I can't beat you!" Comfrey was furious.

Compared to the anger of the comfrey, Mo Ruhua seemed much calmer, she glanced at it coldly, and reached out to remove the red crescent moon from the bun.

She turned the crescent moon in her hand, and the hairpin instantly turned into a bloody blade.

Mo Ruhua's figure turned, and with a wave of the blood blade at the comfrey, a red light flew towards her.

The comfrey couldn't dodge, and was slashed to the arm by the red light, and the wound instantly bled like a torrent of blood.

The comfrey glared at Mo Ruhua angrily, wiped his palm on the wound, and the deep wound on his arm disappeared without a trace in an instant.

She roared angrily, "Ink is picturesque......"

The woman in red just glanced at her disdainfully, and mocked, "If you can't beat me, you can't beat it, and when you have the ability to kill me, you're talking big!" ”

"You ......"

"Enough!" Yuan Ming was also a little unbearable at this time, "What you have to deal with are those people in the Nuwa clan." Before we even go in, you're starting to fight among yourself. ”

Comfrey glared at Mo Ruhua fiercely.

Mo Ruhua did not change her indifferent expression, and did not look at her much.

Seeing this, Yuan Ming silently recited the mantra, and a magic circle glowing with a faint blue light slowly came out from the soles of their feet.

But after a while, the figures of the three of them immediately disappeared into the magic circle.

After the three of them disappeared, two people flew out of the underground forest and stood up before the circle disappeared.

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