stocking the prince to death

Chapter 1230
But in this world where the strong are king, no matter how dissatisfied Ji Moshui is in her heart, she can't do anything.

Not to mention that Ji Moshui is only five years old now, let's talk about the strength of Ji Moshui's golden core stage. If it is in other places, Ji Moshui's strength can be regarded as above-average.

But in the eyes of this man.

The strength of Ji Moshui Jindan stage is indeed very weak.

So Ji Moshui could only squat in the corner silently and aggrieved.

But after about a stick of incense, a purple figure walked in directly from the entrance of the cave.

Di Ce's expression changed instantly when he saw the man sitting in the cave healing his wounds.

Immediately afterwards, Di Ce shot fiercely.

Immediately afterwards, a voice with a bit of gnashing of teeth sounded.

"Molian!"

Mo Lian quickly avoided, and then saw Di Ce.

He suddenly smiled coldly.

"What! Taking advantage of the fire to rob? Taking advantage of the situation?"

Di Ce sneered: "I don't need to deal with you."

Di Ce naturally noticed the serious injury on Mo Lian's body.

It should be the injury he got during the beast tide.

Thinking of this, Di Ce's long and narrow eyes suddenly flooded with a hint of sarcasm.

"Have you fallen to this position now? Even a small wave of beasts can seriously injure you?"

"Heh, if it wasn't for you, how could my strength have dropped so much?"

"But you deserve it!" The prediction's voice was full of murderous intent and hostility.

If it wasn't because Ji Moshui was here, it was the first time that he felt that he would be unable to control himself and wanted to kill Mo Lian.

As soon as he saw Mo Lian, Di Ce couldn't suppress his killing intent.

Their hatred surpassed two lifetimes.

This tangled hatred has been engraved in their bones.

No matter how many times they reincarnate, they can't forget each other's hatred.

"I didn't expect that you boasted that you could give up everything for her, but in the end you hooked up with a little girl again!"

Mo Lian sneered: "Tell me, if you see her again, will he trust you as much as before?"

"If she doesn't believe me, who else can she trust? Do you believe in you, the devil?" Di Ce's voice was a bit cold, and his long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, gradually flooding with strong killing intent.

Immediately afterwards, he said again: "This girl is only five years old now, how dirty are you to think of that? And this girl can be regarded as my cousin. If I am not a beast, why not attack her?"

"Ah!"

Mo Lian didn't expect Di Ce to explain it like this.

Then he still smiled indifferently.

"Even so, it can't conceal the fact that you haven't looked for her anymore at this moment. You and I agreed to find her, but now you are carrying a drag bottle. How are you going to find her? After you find her, you How do you explain it? Who wasted your time looking for her because of this oil bottle? "

Mo Lian's words were full of coldness and sarcasm.

However, Di Ce's expression changed drastically.

Although Ji Moshui couldn't understand what they were talking about, she also knew that the oil bottle that the man was talking about was her.

The corner of Ji Moshui's lips twitched fiercely, and then he gave the man a vicious look.

Oil bottle!
Ha ha!

From birth to now, she has never been said the word dragging oil bottle by others.

The result is now...

Ji Moshui secretly glanced at Di Ce.

It turned out that Di Ce's expression was also very ugly.

(End of this chapter)