Mu Xiaofeng's words smashed on the top of the Pope of Light like a thunderbolt. The Pope's eyes narrowed dangerously, this young man named Xiangfan is really ......

So, "What 'trade'? The Pope of Light's deep voice rang out in the quiet and secluded cage.

Mu Xiaofeng was silent, and his eyes looked at the pillar of light in front of him.

"Bring the Wok Mirror!" The person behind handed a mirror to the Pope of Light, and Mu Xiaofeng looked at it, and it was the mirror that Xia Shasha wanted to save her before.

The mirror is an ancient mirror, with uneven stone-like 'flower' patterns on the back, and there is probably a character on it, but Mu Xiaofeng can't understand it.

The front of the mirror is no different from a normal glass mirror.

Standing inside the cage, Mu Xiaofeng clearly saw that when the Pope of Light picked up the mirror, he reflected the appearance of this cage from the glass.

Mu Xiaofeng's heart was beating extremely slowly, his body was slightly nervous, and the more nervous he was, the slower his heartbeat became.

The Pope of Light pinched a mantra, threw the Wok Mirror to the top of the cage, and then recited the words in his mouth.

The colorful light that came out of the wok-sky mirror shone on the top of the cage, and the light and shadow were cast from the top of the cage, illuminating the entire cage in a colorful light.

Then, Mu Xiaofeng saw that the pillar of light was slowly dimming, and soon, the original iron pillar was restored.

The Pope didn't stop, the iron pillars gradually disappeared, and at the moment when all the iron pillars disappeared, the Pope of Light took back the Wok Heavenly Mirror, and walked towards Mu Xiaofeng majestically.

"Tell me, what are you going to do with me?" The Pope of Light stood in front of Mu Xiaofeng and looked at her angrily.

This boy is very good, and his momentum is like a rainbow, but he is still too tender!

Not worried that Mu Xiaofeng would hurt him, the Pope stood with his hands in his hands and was very close to Mu Xiaofeng.

Sixteen-year-old Mu Xiaofeng was much shorter than the Bright Pope, and she beckoned slightly to the Bright Pope and motioned for him to lower his ears.

The Bright Pope's eyes only rolled, and he really followed Mu Xiaofeng's words, leaning down so that Mu Xiaofeng could face his ears.

Mu Xiaofeng slowly turned up, and when her lips were only five centimeters away from the ears of the Pope of Light, she suddenly 'revealed' a 'gloomy' smile, and the evil qi flowed from her body, and between the lightning and flashes, the Pope of Light struck Mu Xiaofeng's neck with a sudden shot, and Mu Xiaofeng also suddenly made a move at this moment, blocking the Pope's attack with his right hand, and Mu Xiaofeng, whose strength was not of a grade, was choked by the Pope.

And at the same moment, at the moment when the Pope of Light didn't notice, Mu Xiaofeng's left hand grabbed his 'chest', and his fingers had already penetrated deeply.

His eyes widened slightly, and Mu Xiaofeng saw from the face of the Pope of Light that his face was 'revealed' in an unbelievable way.

At this time, Mu Xiaofeng's body suddenly moved, and his right hand slashed at the body of the Pope of Light, the Pope dodged slightly, and Mu Xiaofeng successfully escaped from the Pope's side.

'Kneaded' 'rubbing' the neck that was pinched by the Pope, Mu Xiaofeng smiled brightly...... Laughing cruelly......

"Click!" One drop, two drops of blood dripped from the body of the Pope of Light, who was originally wearing a white 'colored' robe, and at this time, a demonic 'gorgeous' rose 'flower' opened on his 'chest'.

Blood slowly soaked his robe, and the area around his chest was stained with blood-red.