The silk threads that fell on the ground shook their bodies and 'climbed' directly back into the huge mouth on the wall.

After those people on the high platform saw Mu Qiange's fierce movements, they all showed a little speculation and awe of her.

Previously......

Before, they were so blind, what did they say about such a strong person......

It's no wonder that this is the strongest man who didn't plan to make a move in the first place!

Presumably, the reason why I went down to save those two people this time was because I helped her once before, right? This man is really strict with himself......

There is kindness to repay kindness, and there is revenge to revenge......

When everyone thought of this, they all glanced at each other, and then thought about it, those who didn't scold her were all relieved, fortunately, they hadn't participated in those irresponsible troops before, otherwise even such a strong person would have been offended!

When the time comes, it will really be called that the heavens should not be, and the earth will not be spiritual, and there will only be the sake of waiting for death.

Hundreds of colorless threads intertwine with each other, forming a vast web.

If it were an ordinary person, she would definitely be dragged directly into that sentence by this net, but for her, a person who knows the weakness of these silk threads, it is useless.

It can only be said that no matter what is in this world, there is something that you are afraid of, and it is impossible that there is nothing without shortcomings! Nothing is perfect, is there?

When Mu Qiange completely cut these colorless silk threads, the yellow bank over there will also be dragged into the huge mouth by these silk threads......

Because at the moment before despair, when he saw the beautiful woman in green clothes jumping down in the direction where he was, Huang An expressed puzzlement and emotion in his heart for her behavior.

I don't understand why she would do something that his friends couldn't do, I don't understand why she would be so desperate, knowing that these silk threads are constantly being cut but still jumping down alone, isn't she afraid that she will never be able to go up again? But, soon, Mu Qiange's behavior quickly made Huang An's opinion of her change.

The power of the wind elemental that is continuously maintained with spiritual power......

Transformed into a wind blade with a sharp handle, like cutting tofu, easy and pleasant, and the silk thread blocking her path was solved with three strokes and two divisions......

Looking at Mu Qiange like that, Huang An forgot for a while that he was still being brought to the wall by those silk threads at this moment, forgot where he was at this moment, and forgot what his situation was......

At this moment, in his eyes and heart, there is only Mu Qiange, who has long flowing hair and a cyan long skirt, but does not look cumbersome at all......

Long flowing hair......

Flying cyan dress......

How I wish that time could stop at this moment and never leave.

The sound of "ding ......" was the sound of Mu Qiange's wind blade cutting the silk thread at his feet.

As soon as the silk thread was cut, Huang An came back to his senses.

But he suddenly found that if Mu Qiange hadn't arrived in time, his feet would have been only a few tenths of a centimeter away from the wall, and as long as he went a few centimeters in front, he would have been swallowed up directly......

"Yan'er! Wake up, don't sleep......" When Huang An came back to his senses, he saw that Mu Qiange had quickly cut the silk thread on his sister's body, and he was grateful to Mu Qiange in his heart.