Chapter 587 Come on, hurt each other

Ling Xuanji's tone was flat: "Don't kill Tassel."

Mo Xiaoxian paused, and said dissatisfied: "You are talking like I kill people every day."

"Okay, in other words, let her live."

……

It doesn't make any difference.

Mo Xiaoxian frowned: "You don't want to use her to deal with Immortal Fuli, do you?"

Ling Xuanji looked down at her.

Mo Xiaoxian looked away guiltily: "Well, I was actually lying when I nodded that time."

Ling Xuanji evoked a mocking smile: "I knew it."

Mo Xiaoxian was very melancholy, no matter what time, she was either being ridiculed by Ling Xuanji, or on the way to being ridiculed by Ling Xuanji.

Very distressed.

Mo Xiaoxian asked: "What are you going to use tassels for?"

"Do not want to tell you."

……

Mo Xiaoxian is used to his answer. In the past, she didn't know much about many things he did.

"Then do you still want to take back the position of Demon Lord with Zhu Jiuxiao?" Mo Xiaoxian asked again.

"I haven't thought about it yet." Ling Xuanji replied without thinking.

"Why?" Mo Xiaoxian was a little surprised.

"It's boring." Ling Xuanji looked down at the reflection on the lake, deserted and false.

Mo Xiaoxian sighed: "You don't want to say that it's only interesting to fight with Immortal Fuli."

Ling Xuanji hooked his lips: "You are right."

……

The corners of Mo Xiaoxian's mouth twitched slightly: "He's injured now and can't use his spiritual power, so you probably won't take advantage of him."

"If you can't use your spiritual power, you're a useless person."

……certainly not!

Mo Xiaoxian stared at him, very defensive: "I can say such things, but you can't."

Ling Xuanji repeated calmly: "The cripple is here."

"Also!" Mo Xiaoxian shot at him like lightning, but Ling Xuanji grabbed her wrist, pulled it out, then turned her body and jumped behind her, imprisoning her hands behind her.

Ling Xuanji leaned close to her ear and whispered: "What will happen if he sees me grabbing you like this?"

Mo Xiaoxian first struggled reflexively, then stopped his struggle rationally.

With her cultivation, unless Ling Xuanji is willing, she will not break free.

Ling Xuanji calmly said: "There are still a hundred steps left."

"Are you sick? Let me go." Mo Xiaoxian frowned.

"The more you do this, the more I don't want to let go."

……

Can't be bothered.

Mo Xiaoxian wanted to cry without tears, so she bent her legs and kicked backwards. Ling Xuanji dodged sideways, twisted her forearm and snapped it out.

What the hell!

Mo Xiaoxian almost yelled, gritted his teeth and said, "If you break it again, it will be broken!"

Ling Xuanji's tone was indifferent: "I'll pick it up for you if it's broken."

……

you sir!
Mo Xiaoxian endured the pain, and attacked his lower body, come on, hurt each other.

Because Ling Xuanji was clamping her wrist, and she was only three steps away from her, which gave Mo Xiaoxian an opportunity. The two of them came and went, and after several tricks, she still couldn't get rid of Ling Xuanji's suppression. .

"Fifty steps left!" Mo Xiaoxian's forehead was covered with cold sweat because of the pain in his arm.

Ling Xuanji sneered, and said before letting her go: "It's too early for you to vent your anger on him." Then he disappeared into the night.

Mo Xiaoxian rubbed his pinched wrist and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

She wasn't worried about being heard by the immortal, because he couldn't use his spiritual power, and he probably came here from memory, because the last time he was in the demon clan, he heard her say that she wanted to take the apex of her heart for the executioner in this pavilion. Jiuxiao.

(End of this chapter)

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