Murong Xu's eyes flickered, feeling the pressing pressure, his heart sank, and a dagger as thin as a cicada's wings quietly slipped into his palm.

Laugh at!

The air trembled, and just when everyone thought that Murong Su would be slapped away by Wei Lao's palm, the red mang shook, and the little fox waved his claws and grabbed at Zi Lao's face.

Hiss!

What is this?

Everyone was startled and stared at the red shadow that suddenly appeared.

Wei Lao's figure shook violently a few times, his body retreated, his expression changed greatly, and he stared at the small thing that suddenly appeared with fear.

Others don't understand, but he feels the crisis of abuse up close, and he is afraid that his face will be ruined if he slows down a second.

"Woo-woo, woo-woo!" The little fox exploded, staring at Wei Lao angrily, his body fluttering, and he kept approaching.

Old thing, let you bully the master!

"Heh, I didn't expect that the dignified Wei Lao is just a set behind the front of the person, the evil of his heart is chilling, since you want me to die here today, don't blame me for resisting to the death." Murong Su drank coldly, quietly gave Xuanyu a look, held a dagger, and greeted him.

One person and one fox, holding Wei Lao in the middle, everyone in the field inhaled, one by one dumbfounded, completely unexpectedly that Murong Su would be so bold and dare to openly resist Wei Lao.

While everyone was not paying attention, Xuanyu quietly slipped out.

"Woo-woo, woo-woo!" The little fox is very unhappy, extremely unhappy, this old thing, dare to bully its little master, it is simply looking for death.

The pink pupil stared coldly at Wei Lao, and waved his claws towards the seat of his heart again.

Laugh at!

The sharp claws cut through the void, bringing a sharp wind blade, which shocked Wei Lao and retreated again and again, and the fear in his eyes was even worse, this little thing really underestimated it.

Murong Su squinted his eyes and attacked towards the seat behind Wei Lao, the surface of the Blood Sealing Blade was red and floating, and the cold air was overflowing, and he was held by Murong Su and shivered faintly, and there was a trace of excitement and impatience.

The cold air behind him shocked Wei's body again, and his face was extremely stunned, he didn't expect that this kid who had never been in his eyes would actually bring him a threat.

Joke, just a boundary sect, can it really be a threat to him?

The yin owl in Wei Lao's eyes was even stronger, so he simply ignored the annoying thing, and was determined to kill Murong Su in one fell swoop, saving him a lot of dreams at night.

As long as this kid dies, the beast pet will also die, which is a double win.

Everyone in the special team was shocked, their eyes followed the fights on the field closely, and they stomped their feet from time to time, and glanced at the direction of the entrance of Ziyun Garden, and their hearts were extremely anxious.

"Wow, kill him, kill him!" The patrols of the Purple Cloud Garden on the ground shouted in unison, and they didn't know when they had changed to sitting, their faces full of anger and resentment, if their eyes could kill people, it was estimated that Murong Su would have died no less than a thousand times at this time.

"Wei Lao is angry, this kid can't be killed!" The people who followed Wei Lao took a breath and hurriedly persuaded.

Where can Wei Lao, who is angry, care whether he can kill or not, in his eyes, Murong Su deserves to die.

Listening to the reassurances around him, his anger grew stronger, and he became more determined to kill him.

"Die!" Boss Wei shouted, and the majestic momentum waved out, and the entire air trembled.

Endless energy struck Murong Su through the palm wind, his face was distorted and hideous, and his eyes were full of madness.

"Woo-woo, woo-woo!" You're looking for death.

The little fox was angry, and the golden claws called towards Wei Lao's back, Nima, the praying mantis catches the cicada, the little fox is behind, let you bully the little master!

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