Feng Feifei shrugged her nose, her eyes were also round, and there was an unusually excited light flashing in them.

Great, it's finally time to start!

Above the ruins, the two sides faced each other.

On the left is a large group of black-clothed people, and on the right is a lonely figure standing alone, it is the innkeeper who calls herself the 'flower' shadow.

In the middle of the man in black was a young man in a fine costume, but because of the distance and the darkness of the night, it was impossible to see his face clearly.

However, judging from the image and temperament alone, it seems that he does not lose the demeanor of a high-ranking person, and it seems that he must be a high-ranking person.

For a while, the murderous atmosphere was overflowing, and the air was full of restless molecules.

I only heard the voice of the 'flower' shadow coming from the wind: "Yo, why is this adult so angry, but he really wants to frighten the little 'girl', hehe!"

"Presumptuous, you demon 'girl', you can't be caught yet!" One shouted loudly.

"Tied up?" The 'flower' shadow suddenly laughed: "Hmph, if it weren't for that little hoof secretly giving the old lady 'medicine', you ordinary people wouldn't even be able to touch a single hair of the old lady!"

"Demon 'girl', your Highness gives you an opportunity and you don't cherish it, this is your own effort!" As he spoke, the sword was unsheathed.

"Slow!" The faint voice pierced the air, obviously very light, but it seemed to have a force of a thousand catties, making the man in black immediately stop his movements.

Mo Wuchen's heart suddenly tightened, such a familiar voice!

Where have you heard it, why can't you remember it all of a sudden, where is it?

Suddenly, his eyes opened suddenly, it was him, it was him!

The 'chest' mouth started sharply, and his breathing became short, and the overwhelming murderous aura instantly filled Mo Wangchen's whole body, it was him, it was him, this person, even if it turned into ashes, he would not admit his mistake.

"Dust, what's wrong with you?" Zi Ling keenly sensed that something was wrong with Mo Wuchen.

Feng Feifei's eyes rolled: "Do you know that person?"

Mo Wangchen didn't answer, he clenched his fists, his eyes erupted with a thick fire of hatred, and after only a while, dense sweat was already holding back from his face and forehead.

Feng Feifei is already a delicate and clear person, if she can't see a little fame at this time, then there is really no need to continue to 'mix', so she hurriedly pressed Mo Wangchen's hand and said: "You calm down, they are many people now, what is the matter, let's think about it in the long run!"

"Take your hands away!" Mo Wangchen gritted his teeth and roared.

Zi Ling is not a stupid brain, seeing that the situation is not right, she hurriedly said: "Chenchen, don't be like this, have you forgotten what your master told you, don't act rashly in case of trouble, and wait for her to come back and make plans."

Mo Wangchen's heart was relieved, and he seemed to listen to it.

Seeing that her words worked, Zi Ling hurriedly hit the railroad while it was hot: "The master also said that her life was picked up by her from the Shura Prison, and without her permission, you can't even lose a single sweat 'hair', do you want to disappoint the master?"

Mo Wuchen was stunned: "Your master...... When was such a thing ever said? "How did he not know?

"Ah......, oh, yes...... It was said to me alone when you were not there......", Ziling is obviously a little lacking in confidence, this is what it made up casually, in fact, the owner has never told it, but now the situation is urgent, even if the owner knows, he will not blame it!