After a long pause, I heard Hou Qing's calm voice coming: "Aren't you hungry?" I'll take you to something good. As soon as the words fell, he floated up to the clouds. Ying Long shook the little doll in his arms, and Tengyun followed.

Mo Xiaomo shook his eyebrows, eat something good? Looking at the peerless and graceful man who walked forward in front of him. She secretly sighed in her heart, now there will definitely be someone who is going to be unlucky, and it is still in the middle of the night......

Long flood, ethereal and troubled times. In this period of the gods' lifetime, it is very common to fight and kill and grab territory, and the most typical example is the Yellow Emperor and Chiyou.

When they arrived at the boundary of Yingzhou, they saw a group of little demons fighting bloodied, and their arms, legs, wings, and tails fell to the ground because of the land grabbing.

Looking at this situation, Mo Xiaomo's face was a little pale, and he retched a few times. The little short arm around Ying Long's neck tightened, and to be honest, it was indeed a little bloody. Together with Ying Long, who was holding her, he couldn't bear to look directly and turned his face to the side, but the man walking in front didn't even frown.

Even when they arrived at their destination, Mo Xiaomo and Ying Long had only just met, and it was always a little bad to be in someone's arms. Although the legs are a little shorter......

She grabbed the corners of Ying Long's robe, and her little short legs were tight. The white and tender feet stepped on the ground in the air, and the bells on the ankles looked particularly crisp in this chaotic street.

Just when Mo Xiaomo thought that he would walk over without incident, he saw a little demon floating over, his dark claws grabbed Mo Xiaomo's little arm, and his sneering voice was like polished sandpaper: "Cang~, Cang~, Cang......"

She raised her eyes and looked, this monster, only to see that on his pale face, one eye was broken by someone, and another was hanging on his face, which looked particularly terrifying. Well, although Mo Xiaomo is not afraid of this, he is still disgusted by his beautiful image!

The monster sniffed at her, and the voice like dry wood came again: "Just transformed, it's a very fragrant ......" Before she finished speaking, she was thinking about whether to sacrifice the Shui Yun Sword and give him a few holes.

I only felt a flower in front of her, and a breeze with the fragrance of cold plum brushed on her face. Then the claw that grabbed her fell off her arm, fell to the ground, and after a few convulsions, it did not move.

Mo Xiaomo turned his head sideways and looked at Hou Qing, only to see that he was holding the Stygian Flame Sword in his hand, his hair was flying, and not even a trace of murderous aura was leaked, as if the hand just now was not cut by him at all.

The hand was cut off, and the blue-faced and fanged monster screamed and covered his severed arm, and the blue-black rancid blood flowed out of the wound, and Mo Xiaomo was smoked a little. Hearing the screams of this monster, the demons of the accomplices surrounded him with weapons.

"Come here." This voice is obviously a nerd Mo Xiaomo. Before she could react, she saw Ying Long, who had been standing stiffly beside Mo Xiaomo since Fang Cai, dodge and hid behind Hou Qing at a speed that the wind god didn't have......

Mo Xiaomo looked expectantly at Ying Long, who rolled up his sleeves, as if he was about to do a big job, and ran over with his short legs. She is now fighting five scum in combat power, so it's better to hold her thighs tightly.

I saw Ying Long shake his golden robe, pointed at the group of blue-faced and fanged monsters, and roared. "Houqing, kill them!" Then he took out two small benches from his sleeve pockets, he sat on one by himself, handed one to Mo Xiaomo, and then said crookedly to Houqing, who was standing in front of them: "You look so ugly, you really scare Benjun to death." Just a few little monsters, Benjun won't do it, and it's all left to you, brother. ”

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