"Naturally, I will give my strength." Liyue nodded faintly.

"It should be night now, let's set up camp." Mo Fan didn't know when he took out a strange disc, looked at the time on it, and said.

Liyue searched in his memory and found out. Mo Fan must have been from the Demon Refining Sect of the Refining Weapon Sect.

The Demon Refining Sect is the number one refining sect in the Tianling Continent. Although it is not as strong as the Falling Moon Gate, it has a wide range of contacts and is also a very top force.

Liyue knew why Mo Fan dared to scold Mu Ying like this.

Mu Ying always watched aggrievedly from the sidelines, and unwillingly watched Liyue join the team.

Biting her lip flap dumbly, Mu Ying's eyes were resentful.

Mo Fan commanded everyone to set up the tent, and then threw a friendly smile at Liyue: "Miss Feng, you can live in that tent." This son...... You just live here. ”

"It must be my tent!" Mu Ying's voice screamed sharply.

Mu Ying thought that Mo Fan had just forgotten for a short time, but this was not the case......

"Just find a place to pitch a tent with your own stuff." Mo Fan said indifferently.

Liyue's eyes flashed with a dark light. It seems that Mu Ying is not mixing well here......

"What?" Mu Ying's eyes widened, in disbelief.

"Get out, you get out right now. What qualifications do you have to occupy my tent! Mu Ying, who had been swallowing her anger, finally couldn't help it. She took a deep breath, looked at the dumplings angrily, and reached out to push them towards them.

Dumpling blinked, pouted, and ducked back: "Hmm, you're so dirty." ”

Indeed, Mu Ying has been unkempt these days, older than ten years old, and extremely embarrassed.

"You!" Mu Ying glared at the dumplings angrily.

"Mu Ying! You're not done! Mo Fan looked at Mu Ying with an impatient expression.

"It's okay, I have a tent." Liyue said lightly, waving his hand gently, and the huge luxury tent must have fallen to the ground.

"Then this son...... Mo Fan didn't expect that he had gone to great lengths to offend the tent that Mu Ying had exchanged, and Feng Liyue didn't even look at it......

Mo Fan and Mu Ying only felt a hot pain on their faces, and their smiles suddenly froze on their faces.

"There is also a place for dumplings." Liyue said indifferently.

Dumpling pouted, knowing that he couldn't sleep outside, he had to send the dumpling into the space by Liyue.

Mo Fan's eyes widened in surprise. I didn't expect that the waste man who unanimously thought that he was weak could actually disappear out of thin air. There was only one explanation, and that was that the man was so powerful that they couldn't match it......

Mo Fan thought that he hadn't put the man in his eyes before, and he couldn't help wiping a cold sweat. But recalling that he didn't seem to offend the man, he strengthened his heart to win over dumplings.

If you let Liyue know Mo Fan's thoughts, she decided to pry open Mo Fan's brain and see what was going on inside.

Silent......

Mu Ying stood in front of the lost tent, but there was no joy in her heart, only resentment towards Liyue and the blue-haired and white-robed man.

The cold eyes seemed to be fire-breathing poisonous snakes, Mu Ying clenched her hands tightly, and her thin nails were embedded in her palms.

Feng Liyue, and that man, I will definitely not let you have a good time! You wait!

Mu Ying took a deep breath before returning to the tent. Thinking of all kinds of injustices during the day, even with Mo Fan, he hated it.