"Of course it can't be, it's just a remnant thought, and it won't attack people. ”

Mo Huanhuan breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this, and continued to look at Duan Shaoyu nervously.

Seeing that Mo Huanhuan had a brain attack in love, Mu Jiu squatted down against the pillar and rested for a while. This pillar is very thick, even if it is lying on the ground, it will not be discovered by Duan Shaoyu.

Looking at the male protagonist again, the corpse suddenly opened its eyes and had no effect on Duan Shaoyu, who had a strong psychological quality. After finding out that the corpse was not aggressive, he continued to draw his sword.

At this time, the corpse next to him spoke quietly:

"Hehe, ignorant child, you can't pull it out like that. ”

Even Duan Shaoyu was startled by this sentence, and Mo Huanhuan almost jumped up.

Mu Jiu knew the plot, so she wasn't very surprised.

The only thing I'm afraid of now is whether the corpse will make a move if it perceives her and Mo Huanhuan's existence.

Luckily, the corpses didn't find them, and Mu Jiu breathed a sigh of relief while observing Duan Shaoyu's expression.

Duan Shaoyu calmed down in a moment, and calmly asked the corpse:

"Senior, how can I pull out this sword? ”

The corpse laughed and looked kind:

"Haha, you kid has an appetite for me, so it doesn't hurt to tell you. Just take a drop of blood from your fingertip and erase my mark, and you'll be the new owner of the sword. ”

Duan Shaoyu bowed to the corpse with both hands and said:

"Thank you, seniors. Blood was then taken to erase the mark.

As the mark disappeared, the body of the dragon king gradually fell, and that trace of thought also dissipated in the heavens and the earth.

Duan Shaoyu didn't show a little sadness about this, but picked up the sword and left, without looking at the heavenly materials and treasures on the ground.

For an indifferent person like Duan Shaoyu, Mu Jiu has always disliked it. Too much indifference makes people feel chilling.

But the male protagonist really regards money as dung.,Throw it away.,It's too wasteful.。

Mu Jiu is a fan of small money, of course, he will take it all after Duan Shaoyu leaves.

Oh roar, hundred-year-old Bodhi fruit, thousand-year-old water lotus, these are all good things.

And the gold, silver, and jewelry, all of them!

"Hey, that's Senior Brother Duan's stuff!" Mo Huanhuan shouted when he saw her cheekily picking up the leak.

Mu Jiu didn't want to deal with the brain-dead, so he turned his head and continued to fill things in the storage bag.

"Don't take it, did you hear it!" Mo Huanhuan was even more angry, and walked over directly and stomped his feet urgently.

Mu Jiu couldn't stand it, so he pouted and said:

"Sister, are you a moral kidnapping? Duan Shaoyu doesn't want it anymore, why can't I take it. ”

"You ......!" Mo Huanhuan was angry, but there was no reason to stop Mu Jiu, so he stopped talking.

Mu Jiu began to despise the love brain again, and sure enough, this child was not enlightened.

Looking at the treasures in front of him intently, Mu Jiu felt that he would dream of making a fortune at night. Sure enough, it's very rich to drink soup with the male protagonist.,Youmu has.。

Among the glittering treasures is a humble necklace. It's in line with Mo Feiye's temperament, but it's a pity that he's not there.

Thinking about the first day of the little apprentice, although the little angel didn't know what was going on, the psychology was distorted and turned into a big demon king.

To say that Mo Feiye's blackening is really excusable. Because of the death of both parents and the dullness of talent, he has been looked down upon. Shizun, his only relative, also hugged Duan Shaoyu's thigh from time to time to stimulate him.

If she hadn't stabbed Mo Feiye with a sword today, maybe even if his vest fell off, the two of them would be able to be good masters and apprentices......