kiss Ann, sweet wife

Chapter 1911

Mo Lingyu turned his head and sneered: "Want to leave? I want things and people!"

Duan Muyi raised his hand and placed Di Dudu on the lid of the coffin. With the power of his palm, a cage made of vines covered him and the coffin.

"If that's the case, then come!" Duanmu Yi looked at Mo Yeyu in front of him with a cold expression, "I want to see who is better."

Mo Yeyu knew what she was talking about, opened his mouth, and hesitated.

All three of them had life-long friendships at the Source of the Undead, and they were the ones that the elders placed high hopes on. Although they didn't know when the troubled times the elders were talking about, they were different from others.

It is really against his purpose to have him confront her with swords now.

Seeing that the living Bodhisattva of the Mo tribe hesitated again, Mo Lingyu shouted sharply: "Do it, waste!"

Mo Yeyu responded with a good temper: "Just drive them out, our target is not them..."

"I said, let's do it!" Mo Lingyu actually shot back a ball of light at Duanmuyi.

Duanmuyi was separated by spiritual power, and was the first to push forward. A rejuvenation wrapped in spiritual power slapped Mo Yeyu, with an indifferent expression.

Mo Yeyu was full of bitterness, so he had no choice but to fight with the flying dragon sword.

Di Kongxuan was afraid that the fluctuation of his and Mo Chengyu's spiritual power would hurt Duanmuyi and the others, so he simply led Mo Chengyu away, and when they reached the corridor, the two let go.

Mo Lingyu raised his head and glanced this way, then suddenly grabbed Mo Zhanfeng's belt, and threw him directly on the vine, Mo Zhanfeng was hit with stares, and kept cursing Mo Lingyu as a wolf .

"You bastard, what right do you have to speak wild words to me?" Mo Lingyu responded with a sneer, while continuing to use him as a weapon.

Soon, the vine was deformed by him.

The vines were transformed by Duanmuyi's spiritual power. Now Duanmuyi is devoted to dealing with Mo Yeyu with all her body and mind, and has no time to care about him. Seeing the vines gradually disappear under Mo Lingyu's more and more clever attacks, she turned around regardless and turned towards the emperor. Dudu rushed over.

"Mother, don't!" Di Dudu exclaimed, stood up immediately, and stepped back the moment the vines disappeared.

After all, he was still at the late stage of Jindan, so Mo Lingyu ignored him and escaped unharmed by him.

Mo Zhanfeng also breathed a sigh of relief. His body is a elixir, and ordinary injuries will soon recover. At this moment, he got up and quickly stood in front of Di Dudu.

Duanmuyi also reacted quickly, turned around and focused on dealing with Mo Yeyu.

Mo Lingyu opened the coffin lid.

A strange fragrance came out.

Almost at the same time, Mo Zhanfeng felt that the spiritual power in his body was stagnant. He was at a loss for a moment, and immediately reacted, shouting to Duanmuyi: "Be careful, it's ghost grass pollen!"

However, the moment the bloody flower in the bone crevice came into contact with the air, it had already turned into countless fine powders and penetrated into the nostrils.

Duanmuyi immediately noticed the stagnation of his spiritual energy.

Ghost grass is specialized in restraining wood-type spiritual power. This kind of strange grass can't be found outside, but I didn't expect to encounter it here!

The elixir of Mo Zhanfeng's body is refined from wood-based medicinal materials, which is as greatly affected as Duanmuyi.

Mo Lingyu grabbed Mo Zhanfeng's neck, and lifted his feet off the ground, with a distorted and treacherous smile on his face, and a cold light from his strange-colored pupils.

Duanmuyi rushed forward with a stride.

(End of this chapter)