Interstellar Love Story: Young Girl Spirit Hunter

"You really have the courage to assassinate the imperial concubine many times!"

She was furious and commanded the little angel to fly to the back mountain with a decadent face and a raging anger in her eyes.

She didn't forget her appointment with Shen Jiaxi.

"What do you want to do?"

Mu Xijun shouted angrily. The weightlessness feeling of his feet hanging in the air made him pretend to be calm and break the work immediately.

No one saw that on his flustered face, the eyes of the Yin vultures flashed a poisonous calculation light.

"What do you do? You'll know soon." Hua Canling said indifferently.

Naturally, let Shen Jiaxi settle the accounts with him.

According to Shen Jiaxi's performance of hating him to the bone, he will die miserably.

She has some regrets. The Mu family is so big. What's the use of killing a mu Xijun? There are millions of Mu Xijun behind.

"Really?" Mu Xijun suddenly smiled strangely and said.

Hua Canling frowned slightly.

I was trying to make him honest, but I heard a bang!

Lock ring, scrapped!

The first time Mu Xijun broke away from the lock ring, he was swept by the fist wind. The killing move formed by a huge sword stabbed Hua Canling's abdomen! This place has just left the range of Biyue villa and is just not within the monitoring range of little angel mecha!

He calculated very well, with a cold smile on his lips and a grim voice: "go to hell!"

The distance between Hua Canling and him was only half an elbow away, and she had always tied him. She didn't think he would suddenly assassinate her?

And he's quick, so she's bound to die!

Left Xingyu, this woman is nothing!

Bang.

With a soft crisp sound, his great spirit hunting power transformed into a sword seemed to be blocked and broken by something at the moment of touching the body of Hua Canling!

Mu Xijun's proud face froze immediately.

"No, no, it's absolutely impossible!"

He shouted out of control.

However, in response to him, Hua Canling slapped his backhand lightly and hit his Dantian!

Oh!

Pain, heart and lung.

Fear is overwhelming.

Two feelings have made his life worse than death.

The Dantian is broken, his Dantian is broken!

Once the elixir field was broken, all the spirit hunting power was like an open box of flood, all spilling out!

"No, no, how!"

With a bang, he fell heavily on the ground from the void and looked at the expression of Hua Canling, filled with unbelievable words.

One mouth, another mouthful of blood.

The flower remnant spirit is like a beautiful spirit in the world. It floats down and hangs beside him, about ten centimeters from the ground, looking down at him from a high position:

"My imperial concubine knows that Suo Linghuan can't trap you because you have Shen Jiayu tripod in your body."

"If you don't want to plot against the imperial concubine, maybe you won't fall to the point where the Dantian is destroyed and the spirit root is abolished."

"You're the only holy spirit hunter who robbed. You want to attack my imperial concubine? It's really hehe da."

"Haven't you heard such a saying? While you work hard, others are also working hard; when you are complacent that you are superior to others, others have been superior to you by three or even nine!"

"Today, my imperial concubine will let you understand!"

"My imperial concubine is the cultivation of the first-class saint!"

With that, the pressure on his body was completely released, and the invisible rolling made the surrounding air distorted.

Saint?

The first emperor?

Mu Xijun's face is gray; The body is paralyzed as soft mud.