No, no, no, "help" She looked at the huge Phantom Flame Demon Beast and screamed in horror. [Full text reading. 】

The huge culling did not fall for a long time, and the blood fell to the ground one drop, two drops, three or four drops, Qin Lan looked up at the black-clothed young man in front of him, and froze.

"Don't leave yet" The young man's hand shaking slightly.

"Young master, you can't go out" The little guy in Tsing Yi still couldn't stop his son-in-law, so he could only watch.

Yue Huaqing raised the folding fan, and the cyan spiritual power slashed towards the back of the Phantom Flame Demon Beast, and the Phantom Flame Demon Beast was attacked in the back, and as soon as the front paws were loosened, Mo Li was able to turn over and retreat.

He tightened the long sword in his hand, and said to Yuehua Qing without squinting: "Thank you." Although he was very unaccustomed to this noble young man, in this situation, he could have escaped, but he gave a helping hand, and he was a righteous man.

Yue Huaqing smiled indifferently, landed beside him, and said with a folding fan: "Although you are just a guard, she seems to care very much," he raised his hand to block the flame ball spit out by the Phantom Flame Demon Beast, and said: "If you die, I don't want to see it, she cries her nose." ”

"You" Mo Li slashed at the belly of the demon beast, this month Huaqing, uneasy and kind, really had an attempt on the princess

When Mo Xiaomo came, the Phantom Flame Demon Beast had been killed by everyone, and she floated in the air, looking at the black-clothed young man sitting under the tree, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Why is it a little relieved, it's because the heroine is crying next to her family, crying is a shocking cry.

As if sensing her gaze, the boy raised his eyes.

"Princess" Mo Li raised her eyes to look at the girl sitting in the air, there was no surprise in her eyes, but her eyebrows were furrowed very standardly.

She has no choice but to whereabouts, to be honest, I want to watch it again, the heroine's Mary Sue style with pear blossoms and rain, looking at Mo Li's bloody arm, Mo Xiaomo mocked mercilessly, "Yo~, I'm injured, boy"

Mo Li's face was slightly red, and he nodded a little ashamedly.

"Princess, Filthy Flesh"

Mo Xiaomo fell in front of him, raised his hand to cover his injured arm, and knocked it hard, "Ah Princess"

"It hurts," the girl asked nonchalantly.

The young man looked at the girl's skillful bandaging technique, although it was strange, but he still nodded unconsciously, "It's good to know that it hurts, eat a trench and grow wise, so that you can meet an opponent stronger than yourself next time, and know that a temporary retreat is the best policy." ”

"Princess, it's Mo Li who is too weak." If the princess was here today, he would definitely not be able to protect the princess.

The young man hung his head, blaming himself like an injured large dog, Mo Xiaomo raised his eyebrows, raised his hand, and heard Qin Lan on the side: "Don't say that, he was also injured to save me." ”

Then he raised his eyes to look at the black-clothed young man in front of him, grabbed the corner of his clothes, and said with tears in his eyes: "He is very powerful, very powerful."

Mo Xiaomo turned the hand that was about to touch the young man's head, turned a corner, held the young man's face, looked at it carefully for a long time, and said: "Ah Li, when did you have more attributes of peach blossoms, um~"

The girl's warm breath was so close, her lips seemed to touch his face, he retreated uncomfortably, swallowed his saliva and said, "Princess, I just want to measure my strength." ”

The soft lips stayed for a moment like a dragonfly, and then left, leaving only a wisp of plum blossom fragrance on the lips.

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