Playful Dragon Concubine: The black-bellied master is addicted to pets

Chapter 182 Baby is Tired
The surrounding atmosphere has become freezing point, both human cultivators and monsters choose to remain silent for a while.

There are still people who have not come out of the ancient ruins, and many monsters stay inside.Although the time for monsters to enter and exit is longer than that of humans, the change in the ruins this time has completely aroused the hearts of these big monsters.

Both human cultivators and monsters know that the ancient ruins are a good place, who wouldn't want to get a chance to improve their cultivation?
"Shaoling, what's wrong with you?"

Elder Murong of the Qingming Realm suddenly spoke, and his figure rushed from the crowd to the exit.

There was a disciple lying on his stomach, the clothes on his body were almost rags, so dirty that it was hard to distinguish the color.If it wasn't for the fact that he was wearing a jade badge that all disciples of the sect had, it would be difficult for even Elder Murong to recognize him.

Several other sect elders rushed over immediately after hearing the sound, all of them had inquiring expressions on their faces.

Elder Murong turned Mu Shaoling over and helped him to sit up, then hurriedly took out a pill from his Qiankun bag and fed it to him.Pressing his palm on his vest, spiritual power slowly flowed into his body.

Finally, Mu Shaoling's eyelashes twitched slowly, and then opened his eyes.

"Don't, don't kick me in the face."

what?
The surrounding elders were all stunned, staring at Mu Shaoling foolishly.

In the beginning, everyone was only focused on looking at Mu Shaoling's injuries, and even ignored the dirt on his face.Only now did I take a look and found that the black print was exactly a large shoe print.

"Shaoling, wake up Shaoling." Elder Murong frowned, and gently shook Mu Shaoling's shoulder.

Only then did Mu Shaoling seem to come back to his senses, his eyes slowly swept across the faces of the crowd, and finally he raised his hand and pointed to the exit of the ancient ruins above his head, "We were ambushed by monsters."

"What?" The elders were shocked and looked anxiously at the exit of the ruins.

Wu Wuzi, who had been standing under the exit, frowned slowly, and his indifferent face showed a worry that he had never had before.Gently stroking the blue gemstone ring on the ring finger of his left hand, his eyes became darker and darker.

"There's something else coming out."

Wu Wuzi heard the shout, and with a light leap, he flew into the air.

I saw only a flash of blue light curtain, and several black shadows flew out of it.

"It's a disciple of the Seven Schools."

The sharp-eyed people in the crowd had already seen the identities of these people, and shouted out in surprise.

I could only see that the movements of those figures flying out were different, as if they were thrown out by someone, they were very embarrassed.

"Catch them quickly."

Under the light curtain, the elders of the Seven Sects immediately reacted, jumping up one by one to catch them.

At this moment, another person flew out.This person is actually the most sober among all the disciples, and he seems to be shouting something.

"Little aunt, don't bring such a thing."

Before Zhao Nansheng finished shouting, he was thrown out, and a sense of fear and weightlessness swept over him immediately.He hurriedly stretched out his hand to grab the person around him, but unfortunately the person was a little far away from him, before he could catch him, he fell to the ground.

Not far away, Zhang Wuyi's figure flickered and a pair of puppet wings appeared behind him. He held Ye Mingfeng with one hand and couldn't help laughing.

"It's good to be alive, what else do you want?" Yi Jiu flew from the blue light curtain with a look of disgust, and was caught in a warm embrace before he finished speaking.

He raised his head, facing the pair of deep eyes of Shang Wu Wuzi.

The corner of Yi Jiu's mouth twitched, showing a big smile, he stretched out his arms to hug Wu Wuzi's waist, pressed against his chest, and said softly, "Master, the baby is so tired."

　The author has something to say: Tired and crooked!Please give me a lot of support, if you haven't saved it, click a favorite, if you saved it, vote for it, and if you voted for it, give it a perfect score of 10!Babies' support is my motivation.

　　
　
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