Killing the King and Shafeng: Miss Seven

Mu Yu looked at Mo Xingchen's handsome face blackened with anger, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, he quickly took off his outer robe, lay down comfortably, and let out a contented sound.

Mo Xingchen was so angry that his teeth were itching, he knew that if he and Mu Yu had a conflict, Fan Tianluo would definitely help Mu Yu, who said that Mu Yu had a body of cold poison that made people feel distressed.

Suddenly his eyes sank, a dark light flashed, and the corners of his mouth slightly slanted, indescribably charming and evil.

With a movement of his hands, a blue-black stove appeared in mid-air, and a blue light injected into it, and the surrounding area of ​​the medicine stove suddenly burst into blue light.

"Take it!" Mo Xingchen yelled, and saw the stove turned upside down, with the opening facing Mu Yu.

Mu Yu was shocked, what did this guy want to do, he actually sacrificed the sacred treasure.

A strong suction gushed out of the stove, and Mu Yu was so frightened that she immediately dodged and moved out of the hot spring pool.

I saw the hot springs in the pool swirling all of a sudden, turning into a water dragon and rushing towards the stove, all the hot springs were sucked up by the stove in an instant.

"Haha!" Mo Xingchen laughed loudly, and another green flame shot out from his palm and shot into the stove.

Immediately, a green flame was burning in the stove, and the whole yard seemed to rise several degrees at once, and the pool of hot spring was quickly evaporated in the stove, and only white smoke was seen coming out.

Huang Yurui and Mu Yu were dumbfounded, isn't this too awesome?

Mo Xingchenjun's face was full of pride, and the medicine furnace shrank and put it into the space of his ring, and walked slowly to another hot spring pool.

"Stinky boy, how could your strength blow the medicine furnace so much?" Huang Yurui looked at Mu Yu who was standing beside him, his eyes were on fire, and wanted to laugh, but he couldn't help it. He had to say, Mo Xingchen is too ruthless, this trick is also conceivable.

Mo Xingchen ignored him, just looked at Mu Yu and said, "Aren't you cold? Don't try to fight, Xiaoluo will get angry."

"You, you bastard!" Mu Yu was so angry that she rushed to another pool and jumped, her eyes were still fixed on Mo Xingchen, wishing to stare at him out of two holes.

"It's called depending on one's own ability." Mo Xingchen also took off his clothes and went into the pool, sighing comfortably. In Mu Yu's eyes, it was quite embarrassing.

Huang Yurui smiled and said: "Okay, tell me why this stove is so powerful? I heard that this stove was the worst one when you chose holy treasures before."

Mo Xingchen twitched his mouth and said: "This stove is indeed the worst kind, but it only means that it is less aggressive, but the stove has many functions, and I am a craftsman, so I can use it to play its greatest role. Just now My strength is not enough, if I reach the holy rank, this furnace can be as big as a room, can suppress the enemy, join my green fire to burn the opponent, the power will become more and more powerful." Mo Xingchen was proud.

"Ahem, ahem, your strength is not limited to the five-star spirit king, right? That power just now was great." Mu Yu's helpless voice sounded, feeling a little aggrieved.

Mo Xingchen gave him a squinting look: "I am stronger, so this experience will be safer, isn't it?"

"Wow! You brat, are you really hiding your strength? Then why are you so weak after defeating the mentor of the Eight-Star Martial King in the last qualifying match?" Huang Yurui exclaimed.

"Tch, everyone has a secret." Mo Xingchen said jokingly, and his black eyes looked at the lit room. He even wanted to see her standing at the top of the Millennium Billboard in high spirits.