Taking advantage of the moment when Xue Meng stretched out her hand and used the magic yuan to hold her up, Diao Manrong's eyes were quick, and she threw the hot magic bead towards Wolf Bao's eyes. （）

The fireball-like orb smashed towards the wolf treasure, and if it was hit, it would be blind in this eye.

Without thinking about it at all, Xue Meng let go of a hand to block the fiery magic bead and threw it under the tree. Although she opened it, the palm of her hand was also burned, and she lost her perception for a while.

Seeing that she was slack, Diao Manrong wrapped the branch with the magic whip, and suddenly pushed Xue Meng down the tree with the magic yuan with one hand. （）

When the coaxing demonic beasts saw the magic beads falling, they howled one after another, and the little demonic beast took the demonic beast in its mouth, and tears shook in its eyes.

The body fell rapidly, and the place where it fell was dozens of demonic beasts with one-horned horns.

When Xue Meng was about to use the magic yuan to consolidate the transparent cover, a figure suddenly jumped down from the tree, and no one could see the speed clearly.

Everyone only saw the figure that fluttered very fast to catch Xue Meng, elegant posture, powerful magic yuan, agile and calm skills are staggering. （）

Hugging Xue Meng, he put his arms around her waist and put it on the tree, a pair of beautiful eyes like ink, reflecting Xue Meng's surprised look. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, making people want to probe the face under the mask.

He?

Sniffing the smell of his body, Xue Meng was just about to speak, and her slender fingers covered her delicate lips.

The sluggish voice sounded, like music, crisp and ethereal: "Is there something wrong?" ”

Hooking his lips and smiling, listening to this familiar voice, Xue Meng leaned into his ear, and whispered in words that only the two of them could hear: "Prince Huijing, Xue Meng is fine." （）”

Without waves, and not surprised that she found out her identity, the curvature of Xiling Jing's lips was still slightly upturned, and a purple firework appeared in his palm, revealing an illusory purple flute.

The white and slender fingers blocked the flute hole, the thin lips touched the flute, and the elegant and heavenly flute sounded, hovering in the sky with intoxicating music.

The sound of the flute is ethereal, as if centuries have passed, and it seems to be separated by a veil. () From near to far, from far to near.

When the monsters heard the sound of the flute, they calmed down one after another. Don't talk about Warcraft, even people are intoxicated and calm when they listen to this flute.

After a while, the demonic beasts below dispersed one after another and disappeared.

The sound of the flute fell, and the flute on Xiling Jing's lips turned into a wisp of misty purple mist and dissipated.

Xue Meng looked at his side face and quiet demeanor, as if he was being pulled by a silk thread in his heart, an indescribable emotion.

Is this a debt owed to him again?

Suddenly, Xiling Jing grabbed her hand and quickly wrote a line of words in her palm.

Xiling Jing: It is not appropriate to disclose your identity.

Xue Meng nodded, signaling that she would not poke out Xiling Jing's identity.

Xiling Jing straightened up and landed peacefully on the ground from under the tree, and a round of applause suddenly rang out behind him.

Some curious female disciples are guessing who this is, it is so powerful!

Diao Manrong looked at his back as he left, gritting her teeth, her face distorted. Damn it! Almost, just a little!

Wolf Bao was still in a daze, grabbed Xue Meng's hand in a daze, and wrote a few words in her palm.

Raising her head to look at Xue Meng, Wolf Bao pulled the corner of her clothes cutely: "Xue Meng, what I just wrote, can you read it?" ”

“…… Did you just write? ”

"If you don't believe me, I'll write it to you again!" Wolf Bao was not reconciled, grabbed her hand again, and wrote a few words.

It said that it wrote really neatly!

After writing, it looked at Xue Meng with flattery, and bright stars bloomed in its fiery red wolf eyes: "Do you know what is written?" ”

“…… Didn't feel it. Xue Meng rubbed her red palm.

"You ......" Wolf Bao pointed at her and lowered his voice again, "Xue Meng, I found out why you and Xiling Jing are so tacit, what he writes, you understand?" ”