Oh, you who create iniquity,

Under Nangong Jing's "devil training", the people of the Seven Kings Mansion have long been trained in copper skin and iron bones, and they have a certain immunity to any strange people and things.

Therefore, when facing Mo Yin, I was not used to it for a few days at first, most of which was because I couldn't stand it: he was obviously a martial arts master, so he had to show that he was a scholar who knew how to read and reason! They are all saints when they open and close their mouths! This powerful contrast makes everyone a little uncomfortable,

Anything, just get used to it!

The poor man in red and the people of the Ruthless Villa had no way to get used to it.

It's okay if you scold, but the key is that Mo Yin looks respectful again, even if the storm comes to him, there is only a wisp of breeze left, which is really hateful!

Beibei took the mirror from Mo Yin's hand, and Mo Yin slowly turned to look at the man in red, and said apologetically: "Your Excellency has kept you waiting!" ”

The man in red's eyes were full of fierce light, his teeth creaked, and he couldn't tell that he wanted to devour Mo Yin alive at this time.

Seeing that the man in red didn't say a word, Mo Yin bowed down and clenched his fists at him, and said, "If Your Excellency has nothing else to do, then we will come back to visit you another day--",

Hearing Mo Yin say this, the man in red came back to his senses, drew his sword from his side, and said fiercely: "There is no forgiveness for killing!" ”

As soon as the words fell, a burst of white mist filled the originally empty ground, and the man in red's face changed slightly, and ordered: "Poisonous smoke, hold your breath!" ”

When the internal force dispersed the poisonous smoke, Qianqian and the others were already gone!

The roar of the man in red shattered the sky, "Guard this seat well, if you dare to come again, you will be killed!" ”

Hey, I guess I'm not angry.

Qianqian and the others fled all the way to the hiding place, and only after making sure that no one was chasing after them, did they breathe a sigh of relief,

Mo Yin's dark eyes were full of solemnity, looking at Qianqian, and said: "This person should not be underestimated, if you go head-to-head again, I am afraid that the chances of winning are not great."

Qianqian also knows this,

It seems that the plan decided early in the morning had to be changed,

Now what?

There is only one entrance to the Ruthless Valley, and the man in black has Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon under his hands, and now it is difficult for this man in red alone to deal with, and it is not easy to escape from his hands unscathed, and I don't know that there are no other more powerful characters under the man in black.

They know that the situation is extremely unfavorable to them.

After some painful struggles, Mo Yin still couldn't help but persuade: "Princess, it's better to go back to Yuecheng first and then think about it in the long run."

"Back to Moon City?" Qianqian raised her eyebrows and looked at Mo Yin, Mo Yin's eyes flashed slightly, avoiding Qianqian's gaze, and lowered her head weakly: The prince has explained that if the risk is too great, the safety of the princess must be the first.

How could Qianqian not know this, but she had no intention of retreating when she came to the Ruthless Valley,

Even if she dies here, she won't leave alone,

If she can't save him, then she would rather die with him here.

The rest of the people looked at each other and were silent,

Xuanyuan Wanwan sighed and broke the deadlock: "If there is no other way, it is better to try to break in together, I wait for everyone to do our best, and there may not be no chance",

The martial arts of the man in red are obviously much higher than Hao Renyi, the key is that this person is ruthless, I am afraid that he has already laid a net, and he may not have no chance to break through, but he will definitely suffer heavy casualties.

There is no countermeasure, there is no sleepiness at all,

Mo Yin stood quietly behind Qianqian, his fists clenched: If he shot to stun the princess, what is the chance?