Mo Jiyu carried the little fox into a shop that sold fabrics, she carefully selected the fabrics, and planned to make a nest for the little fox, but she suddenly felt that several eyes were staring at her, with full malice and inevitable.

She quietly bought something and put it in her bracelet, changed herself into a black cloak, and went out of the store with a bracelet in her hand to wear on her hand.

As soon as she stepped out of the store, the little fox jumped on her shoulder, and she began to run.

There was the sound of hunting wind in the air, and a gust of wind only hit Mo Jiyu's face, and she reached out and grabbed the cap of the cloak to prevent it from falling.

But the wind was so much that she even accidentally lost her eyes, leaving a tear and being dried immediately.

The cape was blown off, revealing her face and the white hair that was only black at the ends, and the people lurking in the crowd appeared.

Mo Jiyu summoned the Ice Condensation Sword and held it on his body, although he couldn't use spiritual power, but there must be a battle.

Several people who received the Hibiscus order looked at the peerless divine weapon held in Mo Jiyu's hand and hesitated.

The sword that this woman is holding in her hand looks like a peerless magic sword, and her cultivation must be extremely high, and with her own strength, she is afraid that she will be sent to death.

Mo Jiyu was a little hesitant when he saw a few loose cultivators, and hurriedly turned around and ran away.

But there were still some unwilling people who hurriedly chased after them.

One after another sword qi struck at Mo Jiyu, but they were all blocked by her magic robe.

She turned around and aimed at the few scattered cultivators who were attacking her, and pressed the hidden button of the blue bracelet in her hand.

Hundreds of flying needles flew in at once, scaring the monks into setting up an enchantment to protect themselves.

But Mo Jiyu just smiled coldly, the things produced by her senior brother with facial paralysis were not so easy to resist.

I saw that the flying needles broke through the protection of those scattered cultivators one after another, and pierced into the bodies of scattered cultivators, forcing those people to spit out a mouthful of blood violently.

Mo Jiyu saw that those scattered cultivators vomited out a mouthful of blood, and immediately turned around and continued to escape.

Those scattered cultivators saw that the target they were chasing and killed had fled, and wanted to catch up, but they found that the flying needle had actually sealed their meridians, making them unable to move at all.

And at this time, a man dressed in a well-dressed white robe suddenly appeared in the air, and his handsome face showed a trace of cruelty

smiled, picked up the magic sword and slashed at Mo Jiyu's body.

The sword qi condensed into a huge magic sword and slashed towards Mo Jiyu's back, Mo Jiyu was hit by this sword qi and fell to the ground at once.

The little fox hurriedly arched Mo Jiyu's face and asked her to stand up quickly.

There was a sharp pain from his back, and Mo Jiyu struggled to prop up his body and wanted to stand up, but his jaw was pinched fiercely.

"Although he looks ugly, he has an inexplicably attractive temperament. The man chuckled softly.

You're ugly! You face the public! Mo Jiyu really longed for a shoe to be slapped on a man's face.

She moved her head to break free from the man's grip on her chin, but the man squeezed it tighter, and she frowned in pain.

"I'm a little interested in you, and as for Hua Xiangrong, she's just a prodigal woman, and I don't like her for being dirty. After the man finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and hugged Mo Jiyu in his arms.

It turned out that Hua Xiangrong wanted to harm herself, and she wanted to kill herself so much for Yan Gexing.

He touched her face gently, staring at the slender collarbone she had just accidentally exposed with a lustful look.

And the little fox on the side, seeing him acting debauched towards his master, pounced at once and bit the man's wrist fiercely.

The man's wrist hurt sharply, he frowned, and shook his hand to throw the little fox out.

The little fox was thrown on the hard ground, its snow-white fur was quickly stained with blood, and its claws stretched out a few times to Mo Jiyu's side, and finally it was completely motionless.

Mo Jiyu was pinched by the man and watched the little fox struggle to die in pain, and his whole body trembled with anger.

And the man just leaned close to her ear and said ambiguously: "It's you next, I have to find a place to love you well, are you right?"

The man picked Mo Jiyu up by the waist and put her cloak on her, covering her face.

He looked at Mo Jiyu's angry eyes staring at him, chuckled, and let people sit on his arm with one hand, and grabbed Mo Jiyu's hand with the free hand and played with it repeatedly.

The man walked to a very luxuriously decorated inn, walked in with the man in his arms, and said to the shopkeeper, "Come to the upper room." ”

The shopkeeper looked at the handsome man who was easily holding a woman, and was quite curious to explore the appearance of the woman in his arms, but he was cold sweat at the man's cold glance.

He handed the door key to the man with a trembling hand, and the man reached out to take it, hugged Mo Jiyu and went upstairs.

The man opened the door, threw Mo Jiyu on the bed at once, and after closing the door, he slowly walked to the bed.

He slowly unbuckled his belt and smiled cruelly as he looked at the little crucian carp cowering in the corner of the bed.

"If you dare to bully me, I will make your life worse than death. Her lips quivered.

The man put his coat on the screen and walked over slowly: "It's the first time I've heard someone say that to me. ”

Mo Jiyu asked for help from the system, and said viciously to the man: "If you dare to bully me, my senior brother and sister of the Cangyun Sect will kill you cleanly!"

The man stretched out his hand to grab her slender ankles, his fingers were still quite nostalgic for the delicate skin, and he showed an evil smile to Mo Jiyu: "It's the first time that I, Xiahou Shaohuai, have been threatened like this. ”

Mo Jiyu didn't know who Xiahou Shaohuai was at all, so he was dragged over by the man holding his feet.

Xiahou Shaohuai pressed Mo Jiyu tightly under him, whispered ambiguously, and stretched his hand to her waist and slowly untied her belt.

When her coat was taken off, Mo Jiyu became completely flustered, and she began to struggle non-stop, but she was pinched by someone and couldn't move.

And Xiahou Shaohuai had already kissed her neck, and couldn't help but admire: "It turned out that you are still born with the body of an ice spirit, presumably you are Mo Jiyu of the Cangyun Sect." ”

Mo Jiyu was shocked when he saw that he had seen through his identity but still looked indifferent.

"It just so happens that I lack a Taoist companion, although you are not very good-looking, but you are quite popular with me. Xiahou Shaohuai chuckled, his fingers touching the slender collarbone, intending to go down.

"With your identity, you can be worthy of me. He chuckled and reached out to rub the red lips, but was shunned.

He snorted coldly, pinched Mo Jiyu's chin and was about to kiss it.