Mi'er didn't have time to pay attention to Moyue, he was watching the big drama of love and hatred outside, and he made up tens of thousands of words of plot in his brain.

"White、、、-eyed 、、、 wolf!" Mo Yue then yelled.

"Here." Mi'er immediately returned to his senses, and thousands of practices have shown that when he was called to his true body, it was when the great god was really angry, and he hurriedly ran over with his tail between his legs, and flattered: "What does the great god command, the little wolf knife mountain and the sea of fire, and then don't give up." ”

"This task has been given up by this girl, and the next one." Mo Yue is not negotiable.

"Don't mind, don't mind." Mi'er hurriedly came up with an idea: "The male protagonist was injured a lot just now, as long as he returns to Xiuzhen Academy to cultivate, I will find a way to let the academy assign Liuyu to take care of him, the sick person is the most vulnerable, maybe this will be done." ”

"Really?" Mo Yue didn't quite believe Mi'er's words.

"Really, I raise my four paws to promise." Mi'er rolled over, hooves facing the sky.

"If you dare to lie to me again, chop your prodigal paws to make soup." Mo Yue gritted her teeth and said viciously.

"The little wolf doesn't dare to deceive the great god." The stiffness of the four hooves of the child is guaranteed.

Mo Yue finally stopped, and Mi'er breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly missed the cold god at the beginning.

When Moyue returned outside again, it was already dark, and now she was in a cave, and a fire was set up in the cave, and the meat was roasted on the fire, which was already roasted, and the aroma was overflowing.

Mo Yang took out a clean jade plate, put the meat one by one, put it on the plate, and prepared a bowl of water, as if it was still the mountain snow water that he took out the night before.

"At this time, I have something to do, don't run around, out of this cave, I'm afraid I won't be able to enter for a while, it's dangerous outside, and I can't protect you for the time being." Mo Yang confessed, crossed his legs and knees, closed his eyes and meditated.

Mo Yue saw Mo Yang's serious face, and then thought that he was injured and was afraid that he was ready to heal, so she nodded obediently, jumped on the soft carpet laid by Mo Yang, and began to feast.

Mo Yang opened his eyes and looked at the little fox's food, then closed his eyes again, there was a smile on his lips, it was too suffocating in the void space, and he didn't know how long it would take this time, he was afraid that the little fox would be stuffy, hungry and thirsty, so he simply let it go.

Under the capacity of Moyang, the shark dragon ball soared into the air, and the light was great, illuminating the entire cave.

Sure enough, it is a sacred relic of the shark clan, crystal clear, just looking at the appearance is extraordinary, during which the blue flows, there seems to be a bottomless whirlpool in it, and Mo Yang's spiritual power seems to be continuously absorbed by this whirlpool, Mo Yang's face is getting more and more pale, and the whole person seems to be crystal clear.

And in the blue vortex of the Shark Dragon Ball, there seems to be a trace of pink in it, and the vortex and Mo Yang's spiritual power have formed a tug-of-war in order to compete for this pink.

Mo Yue had stopped eating, she was obsessed with looking at the pink inside the bead, and something strange flashed in her mind.

Mo Yang's spiritual power was already intermittent, and the pink color that had already manifested was sucked into the depths by the whirlpool, and it was gradually about to disappear.

At this time, Mo Yang, there seemed to be a sudden flame under the skin, burning his life, the flame flowed under the skin, the light shrouded his whole person, and the intermittent aura was flourishing, and his originally pale and transparent face gradually regained some color, the pink color became more and more obvious, and after a long time, he finally broke free from the whirlpool, and flew to Mo Yang's eyes under the wrapping of Mo Yang's spiritual power.

Mo Yang opened his eyes, the flames faded, his skin was white again, and the beads of sweat on his forehead fell heavily.