What do you care about me?Say, what are you doing here?" the little fox glared at the little golden scorpion, and in the dark night, those red eyes were like poisonous arrows, almost shooting through the little golden scorpion that spoke.

The little golden scorpion shrunk its neck: "I won't tell you, you wait! Hmph!"

Hey, that's fast!

The golden scorpions around them seemed to be frozen, just holding their own scorpion tails, surrounding them, ready to attack.

After a long time, in the dark, a little milk baby came out.

The little milk baby was wearing a yellow brocade robe, and a scorpion tail behind her was held high, holding a golden sword in her hand.

"Who are you? What are you doing here? Report your name and spare you from dying?" The little milk baby is less than one meter two tall, holding a sword that is taller than herself, the tip of the sword is facing up, shining with golden light, a yellow brocade robe, shining in the night, dressed as a bag, wearing a golden crown on her head, at a glance, it is the little king here.

"Who do you care who we are?"

Except for Nangong Lingxiao, no one around understood the conversation between the two, only to see that the little milk baby's face was flushed, and the sword in her hand glowed cold from time to time, as for the little fox's voice, it was completely blocked by Nangong Lingxiao!

Nangong Ling Xie was eager to try, rubbing his palms and shouting at the little milk baby: "Come on, come on, let's learn!"

The little milk baby glanced at Nangong Ling Xie with disdain, and snorted: "The human beings in the transformation period still dare to fight with me, and they are not looking for death!"

This sentence made everyone present angry, this child, who is only five or six years old, how can he be so rampant?

The illusory real person stepped forward and said, "The old body is not talented, is it good to learn from you?"

The little milk baby glanced at the old man lightly, the old man has peculiar roots, and he looks seventy or eighty years old, but this internal force is indeed mellow, stronger than that kid, but why, is it still the sanctification period?

After all, the little milk baby is not deeply involved in the world, so I thought: If I give him a guide or two, will this old man give me some treasures? Looking at the old man's clothes, there must be a lot of spirit stones, and when the time comes, how good can I deceive some?

So, the little milk baby pretended to be flattering and said, "Okay, okay, if I win, give me your spirit stone, okay?"

A little scorpion beside him was anxious: "Oh, the king, this is not the point, Huang Jie, your task is the Phoenix Ring, not the spirit stone, do you know?" The little scorpion was in a hurry, this is special, how did he meet a second-class king, is it clear that the task assigned by the queen is the Phoenix Ring?

When the little king heard the little scorpion's prompt, his brows furrowed slightly: Yes, why did you forget about this? So, he avoided the old man and looked at the fairy-like Murong Feihu.

"You. Hand over the phoenix ring and spare you from dying!"

Murong Feihu smiled faintly: "Women's things, what do I want her to do, besides, I don't have any?"

The little king looked confused, how is this good, with a bewildered face, there is no phoenix ring by his side, what a pity, immediately, he looked at another fairy-like boy, this young man seemed to be a little cold, wait, who just said: "Who do you care who we are? Get out of the way, spare you from death?" It seems to be the voice of a little girl, but, look at these people, they are all boys, girls and old men, where is there a little girl, is it that I have hallucinations, do I think the queen thinks?

Phew, how old is it, what do you think?

The little king moved his gaze to Nangong Ling Xie and said, "Who is holding the phoenix ring? point it out to me and spare you from death!"

Nangong Lingxie: Am I so weak when I look at it? I still spare me not to die, a little brat, too lazy to take care of you.

Little King: Who are you scolding?

Nangong Lingxie: Evil Sect, you know what I'm thinking, I'll kill you!

Little King: Come on, who's afraid of whom?

In an instant, one big and one small hit together.

The little golden scorpion has the heart to cry to death: What is this called, king, I have found the wrong person, that person is there, there is it!

The little golden scorpion shouted for a long time, but it didn't work at all, and the little king was interested, and the excitement of fighting with Nangong Lingxie.

The group of small golden scorpions on the ground that were close to them could not run, and a few of them were cut off by the waist.

The little golden scorpion was in a hurry, and hurriedly beckoned the group of scorpions to retreat a few dozen meters away, so as not to be killed by his little king.

All around, bonfires were lit.

Murong Feihu actually took out the circle chair, leaned on the back of the chair with great interest, and held a cup of hot tea in his hand, looking at the big and small ones together excitedly.

"Uncle Junior, what's the situation?" Lin Ping was puzzled, and directly took out a chair and sat next to Murong Feihu and began to bite his ears.

Murong Feihu glanced at Lin Ping and said lightly: "Watch the play!"

"What? This is a poisonous scorpion, my sister has been bitten?" Lin Ping looked confused.

"It's okay, your sister is poisonous, take a bite to detoxify!" Murong Feihu said lightly.

Lin Jing, who was hiding aside and closing her eyes to detoxify, turned green, and said hatefully: "You are poisonous, your whole family is poisonous!"

Murong Feihu: "Eh, this-"

Lin Ping smiled teasingly, and then looked at his sister Lin Jing: "Sister, don't be angry, Uncle Xiao is teasing you?"

Lin Jing snorted, don't turn her face, and continue to absorb the spiritual power of the spirit stone, because the toxicity of the poisonous scorpion does have little effect on her, but the back of her hand hurts, there is wood, whoever is stung by a scorpion for no reason will hurt!

The little fox covered his face, and looked at the few people sitting there with some puzzlement, looking at this posture, it seemed that he was not very afraid of these poisonous scorpions!

The illusory real person sat cross-legged on a rock, and beside him, it turned out to be Yan Ran, who had not appeared for a long time, at this moment, Yan Ran was wearing a black tights, her face was covered with a veil, the braids on her head were tied behind her head, and a pair of eyes were looking at Murong Feihu, and the surrounding firelight covered all her expressions.

Murong Feihu just sat there quietly, the tea cup in his hand turning gently.

A dangerous aura came towards them.

Click-

The chair under Murong Feihu shattered instantly, but the cup in his hand was thrown in the direction of the illusory real person.

The illusory real person dodged, and the cup struck towards Yan Ran's eyes.

Yan Ran's eyes narrowed, and the cup actually stopped at a millimeter away from Yan Ran, spinning non-stop, and then, I saw that the exquisite jade cup turned into powder and dissipated into the air.

The illusory real person's whole body stiffened, and he looked at Yanran beside him as if he had seen a ghost.

Yan Ran hooked her lips and smiled, and disappeared in place in the next second, but the target was the little fox in Nangong Lingxiao's arms.

Nangong Lingxiao turned sideways, dodged Yan Ran's claws, stretched out a kick, and kicked towards Yan Ran's abdomen.

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