Chapter 52 The Forest of the Dark Tomb ([-])

Moli dared to slander these words silently in his heart, not daring to say them out loud.

"We just want to come here to find our lost companions." Moli said coldly, his tone softened a lot. After all, when facing a big Buddha, his attitude is better. Don't dare to be too arrogant about the impenetrable strength. After all, where the strength is, you can't be too humble, forget the value of your own existence, and look up to others.

"Oh, is that so?" Wu Ya raised his tone slightly, as if doubting what she said, with a smile that didn't answer his eyes.

"Yes," Mo Li calmly replied and nodded.

"Is that so?" Wu Ya pondered slightly.

"What's your purpose!" Ye Zixuan interjected suddenly and asked.

Everyone took a step back wisely, leaving the battlefield to them, swallowed, fear flashed across their eyes, and they were ready for what was coming next, couldn't afford to provoke them, couldn't afford to hide, if it wasn't for being able to instantly Move, already ran a hundred and eight thousand miles away.

"What did you say?" Wu Ya took a small step forward, his robe fluttering in the wind, exuding a kind of nobility from his bones, against the picture scroll of light pink petals floating, even though he was smiling all the time, it gave people a kind of dignity. Cold as the bone marrow.

Smiling is like a spring breeze, pleasing to the eye, and only those who are familiar with it know how scary it is.

"What's your purpose?" Ye Zixuan pretended to be calm, her slightly trembling body had already betrayed her.

I have to show my strongest side. I am afraid that what he will do is just showing off. Seeing that Wu Ya is so young, no matter how strong he is, he will not be so high. Besides, there are so many people standing by his side. I am afraid that he will not succeed. ?

"There is no purpose." Wu Ya raised his eyebrows and said carelessly.

Seeing this, Ye Zixuan let go of her worries just now, and verified her guess, but it was just a soft persimmon, and the arrogance that had just been restrained was unnaturally emitted.

"Hand over Ye Ziling," Ye Zixuan snorted coldly, commanded arrogantly, stretched out her hand and ticked it, motioning him to hand it over.

Seeing Ye Zixuan's unafraid of death, she scolded in her heart, you can seek death, but don't be implicated by others, right? I hoped that she would shut up quickly, but no one stopped her, afraid of being implicated by her , could only pray silently, holding his breath and watching the scene in front of him.

"Who?"

"The woman you took away is our companion, named Ye Ziling." Ye Zixuan said a little anxiously, with a special emphasis on the last few words, and looked up at Wu Ya after speaking.

"I didn't see it," Wu Ya shrugged and said with a little regret.

Ye Zixuan couldn't help but gritted her teeth for being so incompetent, but she still had to be a little more gentle. If it wasn't for the wrong timing, would I be angry here? Forget it, it's impossible for him to be completely unafraid of him. You must know that Xianyu sometimes turns around.

"impossible"

Ye Zixuan, don't say any more, you didn't notice that his expression was not right, please don't implicate us, the group of people moved back cautiously, didn't dare to vent their breath, didn't dare to run away, and knew that their own strength was in his eyes It's just scum, which can be ignored.

"Heh", Wu Ya glanced at the terrified crowd, and chuckled lightly.

The moment of tranquility before the storm is the most frightening. The most frightening thing is not death, but the process of waiting for death.

"Are you talking about her?"

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