Miss Crazy Seven

Chapter 1708 Your Grave

"Mo Feng, are you looking for death?" Murong Liuli gritted his teeth and stared at Mo Feng's innocent face, feeling his teeth itch with hatred.

It was clearly Mo Yan who was sorry for her, and Mo Feng's words turned into Murong Liuli who was sorry for Mo Yan.

"Li'er, it was you who said, if I survive, you will forgive me." He didn't want to force him like this, but he was really afraid that she would never forgive him again, that she would disappear from his world again one day .

He knew that that day was not far away, when the war ended, she would leave with that woman Su Changle.

On the eve of the war, Su Changle chatted with the two sisters Murong Liuli for a long time, during which they said that they wanted to go back to modern times for fun, and it happened that Mo Yan listened to these words.

Looking at Mo Yan's worried expression, Murong Liuli sighed slightly, forget it...

"Mo Yan, I just gave you a chance, I haven't really forgiven you yet!"

"it is good."

Facing the bright eyes of Shang Moyan, Murong Liuli looked a little dazed, pursed her mouth, "Why do you want to go, anyway, I want to kill the fog with my hands."

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This is the first time Su Changle has come to the turbid space. As the name suggests, the place is turbid. There are no vegetation, buildings, or even blue sky and white clouds, and everything is white.

No wonder, the King of Turbidity seems to be occupying the territory of human beings. No one wants to live in this place.

At this moment, Rong Beilan had already put on a dark purple armor, his whole body was imposing and domineering, his sharp-edged face was tense, and his whole body was full of abstinence.

"Rong Beilan, Su Changle, today, this muddy space is where your graves are located." The muddy king has changed his appearance.

I saw that his originally thin body has now become like a giant beast several meters high, that huge head has no facial features, only a thin layer of skin where the blue meridians can be seen.

"Did someone tell you that you are really ugly." Su Changle frowned in disgust.

"Hmph, it doesn't matter. When I absorb your man's face and make it my own, I will become the most handsome man in the world."

Su Changle chuckled, "So you also think that Rong Beilan is the most handsome man in the world!"

Seeing that she still had time to joke around, Rong Beilan looked at her helplessly, took her little hand tightly, and said softly, "Le'er, are you afraid?"

"What are you afraid of, we won't lose."

Never before, and now even less.

"In that case, I will let you know how powerful I am now." The Turbid King had already launched the attack first, and his huge body ran a few steps on the ground. Suddenly, the whole ground shook violently, and then, a A fissure opened quickly, and countless broken arrows smeared with poison were shot out from it.

Even though there is no sun or moon here, the arrow is still shining brightly, carrying a dark meaning.

Rong Beilan took out the Phantom Magic Flute, it was just an ordinary song, but those broken arrows turned and swept towards the Turbid King as if they had life.

"And me." Su Changle yelled, took out the hexagonal mirror and threw it into the sky. The palm-sized hexalism mirror instantly became bigger, like a huge flying saucer hovering in the sky, and the dazzling golden light shone on the Turbid King. Seeing that the muddy king's skin started to smoke.

One after another, Su Changle took out the remaining supreme treasures one after another, and for a moment, this turbid space became colorful and dazzling.

If someone else had been here with the overwhelmingly powerful spiritual pressure, it would have been reduced to powder in an instant.

(End of this chapter)