If it weren't for the fact that she suddenly mentioned Qingsheng before, this ink-robed man would have no intention of mentioning it at all.

Therefore, Mu Ziyi secretly guessed in his heart that maybe Qingsheng was not in his hands at all.

And the man in front of her threatened her so much, but he didn't let her see Qingsheng, which ......

Sometimes, it's better not to see than to see. If this ink-robed man really let her see Qingsheng, she would believe it. Can ...... now

She would rather trust her instincts than Qingsheng.

Mousse stared at her for a few moments, there seemed to be a touch of coldness in his eyes, but his thin lips were hooked: "Woman, you care so much about the life and death of others, so you don't care about your own life and death?" ”

Mu Ziyi looked at him strangely: "I don't care if there's any difference?" Sooner or later, it's a death. ”

She might as well spend a little more time thinking about how to get out of this place.

Recalling what happened in these days, Mu Ziyi can be regarded as knowing what the twists and turns are.

She just wanted to be with Yun Zhongge and be by his side, but the heavens always seemed to be against them, and they wanted to separate them and separate them.

Northern Wilderness Northern Wilderness.

For this strange continent, Mu Ziyi has no bottom in her heart.

She didn't know when they would find her, but before they found her, she had to protect herself and live.

She had already experienced a separation, never to go through a second time.

The woman looked down at the Manju Sawa everywhere, and couldn't help but wonder in her heart, where did so many Manju Sawa come from?

A gentle breeze blows through and brings a hint of coolness. Mu Ziyi's body paused slightly, and she looked at her body intently, but there was nothing unusual. I couldn't help but have a trace of doubt in my heart, Qingsheng said that Manzhu Sawa was poisonous. The reason why they walked from the sky was to avoid the hordes of Manju Sawa.

Can......

She was now stepping on Manju Sahua, and her limbs and skin had already come into contact with the flower, but strangely she showed no signs of poisoning.

Could it be that Qingsheng is lying to her?

He frowned slightly in his heart, and then shook his head and felt that it was impossible, Qingsheng would not be able to lie to her.

Suppressing the doubts in her heart, Mu Ziyi raised her eyes to look at the ink-robed man in front of her, and then withdrew her eyes lightly. Take a look around and walk forward.

Even if she couldn't leave, she didn't want to get too close to the ink-robed man.

"Stop!" Mousse's eyes narrowed dangerously, glanced at the green figure in front of him, and said coldly, "Is this seat allowing you to go?" ”

This word, this momentum, there is a kind of posture that if you take another step, this seat will immediately abolish your posture.

Mu Ziyi took a deep breath, telling herself in her heart not to worry about this pervert, then slowly turned around and glanced at the man, and then sat down cross-legged, her eyes slowly closed.

The woman's face was pale and bloodless, and she had received the attack of that red light when she fell before, and she had just slapped the man again, and she had reached the limit if she could hold it for so long at this moment.

Her internal organs were all displaced by the blow, and many bones were broken under the attack of that palm, and a pain came from the movement of her body, which made her gasp.

Mu Ziyi closed her eyes and breathed the riotous breath in her body, ignoring the man in front of her.

If he wanted to kill her, he wouldn't have said so much to her, wasting time.

It is imperative to heal the wounds.