Cute girl Shura

Chapter 285 will be a new beginning

At the moment when the pear dimple appeared, Mo Qinmo stared blankly as if struck by lightning, and stood aside in a daze.

Du Yao quickly withdrew her smile, looked up at him again, and was about to say something to him, but she swallowed the words.

What did she have to say at this point?
If it is too sensational, it will definitely make brother Mo Mo worry.If it is too hypocritical, brother Mo Mo will definitely become suspicious.It's not good anyway, it's better to let him give up.

In the end, she lowered her expression and walked around his tall body towards Shura Hall.

Mo Que finally turned his head, and hurriedly chased after him. As soon as he arrived at the door, he saw the two envoys staring blankly at Du Yao who passed between them, with nosebleeds dripping down at the same time.

"Look...you still watch! I'll let you watch again!" This time, he didn't know where the strength came from, and he punched each other on the left and right, which directly made their eyes shine, and they fainted again.

"Yao'er, don't go in!" He stepped over the two envoy's soul bodies on the ground, chased after him, and grabbed Du Yao's smooth arms.

Du Yao reflexively raised her hind calf and kicked him. With the usual Shura power, Mo Quinmo had already been beaten to the door and couldn't even get up.

What surprised him was that Yao'er didn't have any strength on her body, just like this kick, just like a little girl in the human world tickling him, she didn't feel it.

Du Yao escaped from the confinement of his wide palm, looking at him with an ugly expression.

"You..." Mo Qinmo was about to ask her about Shura's strength when he heard the unique laughter of the bearded uncle coming from the inner hall.

Then I saw King Shura walking out with him.

"Little brother would like to thank elder brother for his kind hospitality. It's getting late, so as to avoid their suspicion, it's time for little brother to leave."

"Brother Xian said that, coincidentally, Yao'er is also here." King Shura looked over from there, and the moment he saw Du Yao, he thought he saw the emperor again.

After a moment of trance, Xiao Yan said: "Tsk tsk tsk! Yi Anyao has such a high-class appearance and posture, I think big brother will receive good news soon!"

Unbearable flashed across King Shura's lonely eyes, but he still called to Du Yao: "Yao'er, why don't you come and follow Uncle Xiao?"

"Yes."

Du Yao hurriedly glanced at Mo Qinmo, who was still in the clouds and mist, and finally walked towards Xiao Yan with lotus steps.

King Shura just sighed meaningfully, and then cast spells on the spot, just like when summoning Xiao Yan, the spells in the air suddenly appeared, and water ripples gushed out.

Xiao Yan jumped up, his body shrunk and he was almost invisible to the naked eye, but his voice was still sonorous and powerful, "Yaoer, come up quickly!"

Du Yao glanced back at King Shura, she knew that if she had a little nostalgia at this time, her father would be suspicious.

So, she lowered her head and bowed to him without changing her face, "Yao'er bid farewell to father."

"Yao'er, you can't go!" At this moment, Mo Qinmo ran over and knelt beside King Shura, "I implore King Shura, since Yao'er is yours..."

"To shut up!"

Before he could reveal Du Yao's identity, Mo Quin had already been silenced by King Shura.

Du Yao's palms tightened, she finally bit her lip, and jumped into the yellow rune case.

Immediately, like Xiao Yan, her figure gradually shrank until she disappeared.

Mo Qinmo shouted in her heart, but she couldn't hear it anyway.

It wasn't until the usual coldness returned to Shura Hall that King Shura lifted his gag order again.

"From now on, stay in your death hall, recuperate, and cultivate yourself to strengthen yourself. After a while, I have another very important thing to entrust to you!"

"But Yao'er..."

"Yao'er is my daughter, her birth is doomed to an extraordinary fate! I know exactly what you are thinking in your heart. If my great cause is completed, are you still afraid that you won't get her?!"

King Shura's voice was like a lion and beast, deep and violent.

At the end of the day, Mo Que only felt that he was like an ice blade in his hand, he should attack wherever the master pointed.

He wanted to get Yao'er, and he started thinking about it a long, long time ago.

But King Shura was wrong, he wanted Yao'er not her body, but her heart.If Yao'er is unwilling, he will never force it, even if he is asked to guard her by her side for a lonely and eternal life, he will have no complaints or regrets.

However, this kind of mood is something King Shura will never be able to understand.

He stood up and walked towards the door with a sluggish body.

Yaoer, how can I help you... How can I help you... By the way, Mu Zishen? !Didn't the bearded uncle just say that Mu Zishen is the youngest son of Emperor Mu Xun, and there has been no news of him, maybe letting Mu Zishen take him to the kingdom of heaven can save Yao'er?

Thinking of this, he quickened his pace, but the internal injuries on his body hadn't healed yet, and now that he was concerned, he felt the pain beyond words.

He squeezed the medicine bottle in his hand, stepped on the bodies of the two messengers who were still unconscious on the ground, and ran towards the Death Temple.

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Elven country

Mu Zishen and Mu Zikan finally merged into one. At this time, he was full of strength, holding the Crescent Moon Saber in his forehand, waving the knife and breaking through the last level of the tempering technique.

The white robe on his body shone with golden light with every beat and every gesture. On his resolute face, his expression was straight, his deep eyes stared forward, and his eyebrows were like mist.

At the highest level of tempering technique, even if the phantom is like a galloping momentum, it can be sent and received freely, and it can be reconciled into zero, gathering the power of thousands of people to explode the strongest mana.

Now, he did it and succeeded!
On the other side, behind Xixi, Miscanthus and Bee Spirit, who were squatting watching a play, unknowingly put their heads on Xixi's delicate left and right shoulders.

"Oh my God, our King Shen is so handsome!" Feng Ling first made a speech, his eyes were filled with admiration for Mu Zishen.

"How would you describe you? Our King Shen is majestic, brave and mighty." Miscanthus also looked at the man in front of them with a gesture of admiration, who could wield a knife freely.

"...You are all wrong. In my eyes, no words can describe Daddy's arrogance and gentleness!"

Xixi turned around, and the two heads with the empty shoulders took a step forward together, and were quickly retracted again.

"Hey, that's right, that's right, what the eldest lady said is right! Whatever you say is what you say!" Bee Ling was not ambiguous at all, and quickly flattered her.

One must know how tragic it was that he couldn't get out after being slapped into the ground by Xixi's palm that day!He swore that as long as Xixi was in front of him for a day, he would have the cheek to please her and please her for a day!
It's hard to imagine when the days of this kind of inhuman abuse will come to an end. Although his little bee is not a human being, he is also one of the most handsome in the Elven Kingdom!
Miscanthus is relatively calm, "Shen Wang has mastered the tempering technique, and the next step is to integrate the pharmacopoeia, right?"

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(End of this chapter)