Ji Mo is a cultivator, his body has been strengthened many times, and his five senses are very sensitive, even if his voice is very low about what these monsters say, he can still hear it very clearly.

Listening to what these monsters said, and then looking at Mi Scale's clenched fists with his head down, Ji Mo's brows suddenly furrowed, he didn't like these monsters very much, these monsters were too rude to speak.

Mi Yan lowered her head and endured the whispers around her and continued to walk forward, this was not the first time she had heard such words, for the past few months, there would be this kind of extremely disgusted voice around her ears every day, she could only endure it, no way, she didn't have the strength to overturn it all.

"Are you alright?" asked Ji Mo, who stepped forward.

He doesn't have the same high EQ as before he lost his memory, so he doesn't know what to say on what occasion, Mi Liang is obviously angry at this time, but he asks Mi Liang if he's okay?

Mi Liang didn't answer Ji Mo's words, but lowered her head and quickened her pace, she didn't want to stay here for a second longer.

At this time, many monsters also noticed Ji Mo behind Mi Scale, after all, Ji Mo, a "monster" with no features on his whole body, was too eye-catching.

"Who is this guy's going on? What race is it?"

"I heard that some big demons can hide all their characteristics, so they can't be the big demons of a certain clan. ”

"You're blind, which clan's big demon still carries a rope?"

"That's right, how can a big demon still carry a rope......? What race is he?"

"I think it's probably the result of some monsters messing around. ”

"I think it's very possible to say this, I've never seen a demon like this when I'm so big. ”

......

Listening to the surrounding discussions, Ji Mo didn't feel anything, after all, in his own opinion, he was a person, not a monster, and he didn't know what "chaotic communication" meant.

Just as Mi Yan lowered her head and walked quickly, a woman from the Jiao clan suddenly appeared in front of her and stopped her, this woman was wearing a purple gorgeous dress, with all kinds of nobles and delicate faces.

However, the rice scales that she stopped were dressed in dark green cloth, very inconspicuous in color, with a pale face and thin bones.

When the two stand together, they can see at a glance what a poor demon is and what a rich demon is.

When Mi Yan saw this woman, her eyes were full of inferiority, and her steps moved again, trying to bypass the woman, but the woman blocked her step in front of her.

The woman in the purple skirt looked at the rice scales in front of her, and her eyes showed a look of extreme disgust, as if what was standing in front of her was not the same monster as her, but an extremely disgusting dirty thing.

"It's a beautiful skin, but it's a hybrid product in itself!" The woman looked at Mi Liang with prickly eyes, and her tone was extremely disgusted: "I feel disgusted to live in the same world as you!"

Mi Liang lowered her head and didn't speak, she knew that this humiliation must be indispensable, and it was not once or twice, she knew that as long as she could endure it, she had to endure it, otherwise she could only be humiliated even more by this woman.

"Look, Miss Zixian of the Second Prince's family is here. ”

"I have heard that Miss Zixian and this sundries do not agree before, every time Miss Zixian attends any chamber of commerce activities, she will be robbed of the limelight by this sundries, and now this sundries are no longer a high-ranking daughter, of course Miss Zixian has to humiliate her. ”

"Yes, this sundries used to be very noble, that temperament, that literary style, it can be said that she is a perfect demon girl, but who knows that it is the product of chaos!

"yes, if I were her, I would have died a long time ago. ”

......

The surrounding chatter continued, and the sneer on the face of the woman named Zixian became even stronger.

She looked at the rice scales in front of her, remembering that in the past, she had lost everything to this sundries, but now this sundries had been like this, and her heart was full of a sense of satisfaction.

Hmph, no matter how good you used to be, aren't you like a rat now? You will never be qualified to be my opponent! You can only look up to me!

Mi Yan didn't speak, moved her steps, and was about to go around again, but just as she was about to bypass, Zixian blocked her path again.

"Since it's a mouse, you should crawl, who allowed you to stand!"

Suddenly, a ball of cyan demonic power appeared in Zixian's hand, and as soon as it appeared, it exploded gently, this explosion was indeed very light, Zixian did not move, but the rice scale was indeed directly blown down to the ground three meters away.

"Ahem......"

Mi Scale's blown chest couldn't breathe, and he began to cough.

Seeing this, Ji Mo subconsciously thought that Mi Liang was going to stand up and fight back, but the truth was the opposite of what he thought, Mi Yan did not struggle to stand up, but held his hand on the ground and coughed violently.

Ji Mo's brow furrowed, he wondered why Mi Liang didn't stand up, why didn't he fight back?

According to his idea, as long as he fell to the ground, he should get up, not fall to the ground.

As for why he had such thoughts, he didn't know why.

In fact, the reason is that he was in nature before his amnesia, he was a person who would get up and fight no matter how many injuries he suffered, and even if he had the last strength left, he would swing his fist at the enemy's face.

He looked at the rice scales and still had the strength to get up, but he didn't choose to get up, he said he was puzzled.

But he also walked up, and his heart told him that he should protect this beautiful and weak youkai.

"You should crawl back today, and if you don't, I can help you, for example...... Break a leg. Zixian looked at the fallen rice scale and sneered.

Mi Liang still didn't speak, coughed a few times, she really had to get up, not stand up.

She really can't stand up, she can't lose a leg, otherwise who will collect medicine for her mother? Otherwise, who will take care of her mother? Otherwise, her mother will be so sad......

So, she chose to crawl instead of standing up and walking.

She told herself in her heart that she was no longer the eldest lady, and she had to endure everything, just to survive.

"Why are you climbing!" Ji Mo, who came over, suddenly got angry, and he said angrily.

He didn't understand why Mi Liang was crawling, and in order to save one leg, he was going to lose his dignity!

Mi Scale's body trembled suddenly, her movements suddenly stopped, she lowered her head and didn't dare to look at Ji Mo, she felt that she was too embarrassed at this time, Ji Mo must also be extremely disgusted with her.

"Who are you?"

Zixian couldn't help frowning as he looked at Ji Mo's strange costume (hospital patient gown) with a bundle of rope on his back.

Ji Mo paused and said, "My name is Jun Luo, the gentleman's Jun, the fallen Luo." ”

Then Ji Mo felt that something was missing, and pointed to the rice scales on the ground and said, "She took it." ”

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