"Or else?"

The dark line is black, and the feelings he has always been honest with a small soldier?

Little soldier? Is it just that he looks a little feminine?

Ming Ze's eyes were full of suspicion, slowly climbed down from Mu Ling'er's still immature face, and finally stopped at the position where the horizontal line touched her collarbone, and the obsidian-like eyes looked at it in confusion and embarrassment, very eager to see whether it was flat or convex in an important position under her water waves

"You're really not from there?"

Ming Ze took two more steps forward, still asking without giving up, the black hair scattered on his chest swayed slightly, hidden behind the black hair on his chest, a purple-black palm print shook into her eyes, the handprint was so abrupt and hideous on his white jade-like skin.

Mu Ling'er looked at his chest in disbelief, "Are you injured?!"

How strong must the man who hurt him have to be to leave such a visible mark on his body?

In response to her suspicion, Ming Ze nodded undeniably, "Yes, I'm injured! So now, can you answer my question? Are you from there?"

"There? is it..."Mu Ling'er twisted her eyebrows and thought about it, then she opened her mouth wide in surprise, "You mean the Thunder Alliance?"

The banter on Ming Ze's face was finally covered up by the yin owl, and the obsidian-like dragon eyes showed a little killing intent.

Finally, he walked up to Mu Ling'er, looked at her condescendingly, his slender fingers grabbed her jaw without pity, raised it suddenly, and forced her to look at him, "It seems that this is really the case." ”

"No, no, no, I'm not!" Mu Ling'er hurriedly waved her hand, "I'm not from there! Really not! You, you look at my humble cultivation and know that I must not be, how can they waste food to feed someone like me who eats idle food!"

Mu Ling'er explained in a panic, and seeing that Ming Ze still didn't want to let go of her, she immediately cried again, looking miserable and miserable, "This hero, the relationship between your Demon Beast Empire and the Thunder Alliance is well known to the world, and it is not surprising that I know that there is such a little ~ relationship between you... Uh,"

Mu Ling'er's pink little tongue licked her dry lips, thought about it and continued, "You and I know each other once it's fate, I, Mu Xiaoqi, am willing to swear~ I promise!Absolutely! I will never spread the news of you in the Huayun Dynasty!hehehe~ Since the reputation of our Huayun Dynasty has spread so far, how could I sweep away your interest in coming to play? So be it, don't be angry, I... Can I heal you before I go back to camp?"

The killing intent in Mingze's eyes is so obvious, as long as you have eyes, you can see it. When Mu Ling'er faced the sense of oppression he brought to her, she obviously felt that the Yuan Force in her body had stopped working, and it was obvious that her cultivation had been absolutely suppressed in front of him. It can be seen that Mingze's cultivation is much higher than hers.

Even so, as long as he wanted to kill himself, it would definitely not be much more difficult than pinching a bed bug to death.

But now, what exactly must be done to escape the catastrophe?

Ming Ze still ignored her words, just leaned down slightly, a handsome face stopped at the position of less than half a finger in front of her, and each could feel the breath of the other, and his dark eyes finally opened completely at this moment, staring at Mu Ling'er with a clear eye.

Mu Ling'er only felt a trance in front of her, and the memories in her brain began to pour out like a tide...