Meng Yao squinted at her and said disdainfully: "What's wrong with calling you a demon girl? Do you think that you are an immortal if you look a little good? Do you really think that Ling Bai Shangxian is your backer? If he is really good to you, he will not throw you to my eldest prince! Demon girl! Self-righteous demon girl!"

Jiu Luo was silent for a moment, and suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed.

Enchantress!

Hahahaha!

Unexpectedly, she has been searching for a long time, and the "identity" that has not been recognized has been confirmed in the mouth of the fairy maid with a bad character. Isn't that a great irony?

Meng Yao was furious by Zhu Jiuluo's unbridled laughter, and took two steps forward and pointed at her angrily with her hand: "Demon girl, what are you laughing at?"

Jiu Luo's right palm condensed, and the rapidly heated palm fanned towards Meng Yao's indescribable awl face with a strong hot wind.

"The little snake spirit is so arrogant, Lao Tzu will teach you a lesson for your master!"

Meng Yao was taken aback by Zhu Jiuluo's sudden attack, and instinctively retreated.

Just when she thought that this palm was about to be slammed into her face, a strong light suddenly burst out between her and Zhu Jiuluo, and she couldn't help but close her eyes.

The bright light rebounded on Jiuluo's body, and she took a few steps back and sat on the coral chair.

The silver gourd on the table was touched to the ground by her arm, and it spun around a few times.

Meng Yao opened her eyes and secretly blamed herself for not being calm enough just now, and she forgot that Zhu Jiuluo couldn't hurt her at all if she was trapped in the enchantment.

Seeing Zhu Jiuluo's pale face and falling on the chair, she breathed a sigh of relief, crossed her waist and laughed at Zhu Jiuluo loudly: "There is the enchantment of the eldest prince, what can you do to me?"

Jiuluo's head was a little cloudy, and the strong light pierced his eyes. The fall just now hurt her whole body, and Meng Yao's sarcasm made her even more angry.

"Believe in your evil! Be careful that Lao Tzu goes out and beats you!" Jiu Luo supported his head with one hand, and stood up with the other hand holding the corner of the table.

Meng Yao grinned coldly, completely relaxed her vigilance, and swaggered forward a few steps further: "Come out?

The gourd on the ground was only one step away from Meng Yao, and she urged her mana to pass through the enchantment and suck the gourd into her palm.

Jiu Luo was dumbfounded, and when he woke up, Meng Yao had already stuffed the gourd into his sleeve, and his fingers were greedily pointing at the peach on the table.

Jiu Luo turned around to protect it, and the mana that was firmly inherited from Meng Yao on his back couldn't help but cry out in pain.

At this moment, it was as if someone had recited a series of incantations in her ears, and all her thoughts poured into her heart.

I remember that a long time ago, when she was still in the mortal world, she would occasionally hear this voice.

Every time this voice sounded, it was when she was in danger, and every time she repeated some messy incantations with this voice, she could not only turn danger into disaster, but also often turn defeat into victory.

At this moment, when she was attacked by the water snake spirit but had no way to fight back, this familiar voice was like a life-saving hand that suddenly grabbed her wrist when she fell off a cliff, and it made people feel a little lucky in time.

Habitually, she immediately recited the string of incantations with a familiar voice, and the whole person suddenly exerted force outward as if she had been manipulated, her hands as if they were not hers, and she skillfully formed a lotus seal and pushed it out with one palm.

She roared just in time: "Give me back the gourd!"

Jiuluo's eyes followed the force tightly, expecting her to slash down the water snake spirit with one palm, beating her to her knees and begging for mercy.

But Meng Yao pulled the corners of her mouth, in view of her previous experience, at this time, she didn't care about Zhu Jiuluo's soft palm power, and she didn't even hide, as if she was waiting for this palm to come over.