He waited patiently for a while, and finally saw a ball of fire rushing straight into the sky. A person was faintly wrapped in the fire. The man was tying a hand in the fire to put out the fire at a very fast pace...

When Emperor Fuyi brushed his sleeves, he still had about three percent of his spiritual power on his body, but this small part of his spiritual power was enough to form a light blue water column, pouring it towards the fireball.

The fireball went out, Mu Yun appeared inside as if burned a paper, and was held again by Di Fuyi with a ribbon, and finally led him to his car.

Mu Yun was not in an ordinary embarrassment at this moment, his clothes were burning in a mess, his handsome face was black and white, and his hair was burning long and short, looking like a beggar who had just crawled out of a chimney, and all his romantic and suaveness disappeared.

He reacted quickly. At the moment of explosion, he desperately set up a protective barrier on his body and rolled out in time with the explosion's shock wave, otherwise...

Otherwise, he would probably have to take off a layer of skin when he escaped from it.

"You are not running slowly." Di Fuyi praised him with relief, and looked at him again: "Didn't I let you run farther and set fire?"

Mu Yun almost cried: "Master, you didn't say it would explode..."

Di Fuyi said seriously: "Didn't I tell you that the fire will be a bit big when it comes out, so you will be more careful?"

Mu Yun: “…”

Woo, the Holy Lord must have revenge on him, revenge on his sympathy for the Holy Lord to become a child in his heart...

The Holy Lord is indeed so unlimited, and there is no discussion on how to kill people.

Mu Yun drew himself thirty times in his heart, who had just praised the Holy Lord for pitying his subordinates...

After a while, Mu Feng arrived first and landed directly on the unicorn car. Suddenly, he saw Mu Yun driving outside. Although Mu Yun changed his clothes, his long and short hair could not be changed, and his face did not have time to refresh. Mu Feng was frightened: "Mu Yun? Have you crawled into someone's chimney?"

Mu Yun: "..." He gritted his teeth: "Did you see the explosion of fire below? Brother!

Mu Feng shook his head: "Can you burn yourself into this virtue by setting a fire? Mu Yun, your kung fu has regressed!"

Mu Yun: "..." He couldn't defend himself. He couldn't say that he was plotted against by the Saint Lord, right?

He swallowed a mouthful of old blood silently, and Mu Feng had already entered the carriage to report.

Mu Yun threw a whip flower there, thinking maliciously, wondering if Mu Feng suddenly saw the Saint Lord who became a child would be surprised and sympathized with him...

He listened with his ears, but no abnormal noise came from the carriage. He could only hear Mu Feng reporting the mission to the Holy Lord in a steady manner.

Mu Yun raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows lonely. It seemed that he would not look down on Mu Feng's jokes-

Mu Feng is indeed the most calm among the four envoys, the kind that does not change color before Mount Tai collapses. I admire you! I admire you!

Mu Yun was secretly sighing in his heart. As soon as the wind sounded, Mu Lei fell from the sky and landed beside him.

He looked up and was facing Mu Lei's shocked eyes: "Mu Yun, have you crawled into someone's chimney? Why is it like a burnt paper?"

Mu Yun: “…”

He wiped his face and said viciously: "See the fire below? Brother has it!"
Chapter completed!