Sweet Noble Heir

Rolling two white birds dizzy, speechless.

However, Wanyue cried out anxiously: "elder martial brother!"

While shouting, he ran to two white birds. Jiang Wanbai did not stop him, so he watched her run past.

Seeing that they didn't stop them, Wanyue's eyes crossed with a glimmer of joy. She trotted to the two white birds. Her eyes were red, and she reached out to touch the gray net. She was still saying, "elder martial brother, don't worry. I'll let you out immediately."

Before looking at only knew that it was a gray net, Wan Yue guessed that it was a magic weapon. As a result, when she reached out and touched it, she realized that the grey net was not a magic weapon, it was simply a matter of resentment.

"Is this resentment?" Wanyue pinched the ash net, slightly widened his eyes and couldn't help asking.

When the two white birds in the gray net heard her words, the little white bird almost immediately denied, "it's impossible."

"Younger martial sister, are you wrong? How can you be angry? If it was resentment, my brother and I would have been hurt... " The big white bird followed.

We should know that they are pure spiritual creatures, and resentment and their opposition, if met with a stronger resentment than their own, they would have been injured, if it was weaker than them, it would have disappeared.

Even if the strength of the two sides is equal, it is impossible for them to have no reaction at all. Either they are uncomfortable or change back and forth. In short, they will never be like after they are trapped in the grey net.

"If it's really resentment, my elder brother and I should have noticed it in the morning." Little white bird path.

Wanyue was a little angry. She glared at two white birds and snorted, "I won't argue with you. I'll let the master come and have a look."

When she asked if it was resentment, the venerable Mulan had already heard it and was approaching this way. Now he had come near.

"Master, would you like to see if this is resentment?" Wanyue quickly picked up the two white birds together with the gray net, stood up and sent them to the front of Mo LAN Zun and asked.

Mo LAN Zun is very satisfied with the little apprentice's understanding. Otherwise, would she let her first strong man in Nanshan squat down like this? She looked down at the gray net and shook her head, "it doesn't look like resentment."

The stronger the existence is, the more sensitive she is to the resentment that she was born with. Even a trace of it can be felt by her. Let alone a gray net directly condensed by resentment, she is not aware of anything wrong.

"Master, you feel really resentful." Wanyue was a little anxious, so she said in a hurry.

Mo LAN Zun didn't refuse. Yiyan stretched out his hand to touch the grey net. Even when he stretched out his hand, he still had spiritual power on his fingertips. He wanted to untie the gray net directly and release his two disciples.

She thought that the grey net would be broken directly. As a result, as soon as her spiritual power collided with the grey net, the grey net began to tighten as if it had been stimulated by something.

Originally, there was no gap between the two white birds, and they were tightly attached to each other. Now the gray net is still tightening, the two white birds feel uncomfortable and are strangled out of breath. With the tightening of the gray net, they even feel pain.

The bones are all squeezed.

The big white bird could bear it, but the little white bird couldn't help it, and immediately called out to the master of Mo LAN.

"Master! What a pain