He did not stop.

The steps are light and do not seem deliberate.

Just passing by and glanced at her faintly, who would know that his heart was not as calm as it appeared.

Mo Junxie doesn't want to go back to the upper fairy world, but he can't show his true face to others.

Among the six realms, each belongs to its own master and cannot interfere with the other realms. This is the rule.

He repeatedly violated the rules of heaven, but he was not afraid of committing another crime of "borrowing oneself".

In a blink of an eye, he disappeared on the second floor.

Ye Zhikuang lowered his head and stopped the idea of ​​tearing down the sword on the spot. He put away the sword and then carried Dandan up.

Without saying anything, he lowered his head and ate without saying a word.

Although everyone on the table was curious about the sword in her hand.

But no one cares about it.

After getting along these days, they have also learned about Ye Zhikuang's character.

A person who doesn't like to be troublesome but doesn't like others to care about her.

Murong Fu turned around and looked at the window.

Looking at Baili Qinghong, who was sitting on the pride, his eyes were even more intense.

Baili Xuanfeng also looked at the window.

Staring at the pride with hatred eyes...

In short, people who eat on the table have their own thoughts.

Murong Fu suddenly put down his chopsticks and said, "There are so many forests nearby. Do you have anything to add?"

Baili Xuanfeng turned around and said, "I want to go to the forest to collect wildfires and strengthen my own Suzaku Fire."

"I need it too!" Murong Tiantian raised her hand and said vaguely!

Nie Jing nodded and said, "It is precisely because of the many forests here that I want to come earlier and find some auxiliary things to use in the annual meeting."

"What about you?" Murong Fu turned around, looked at Ye Zhikuang who was silent and bowed his head, and asked softly.

"Looking for milk, looking for milk." Dandan raised her hand and shouted in a roar.

Ye Zhi rubbed Dandan's head abruptly and replied, "What can I use to strengthen my martial soul Minglan Teng?"

"Minglan Teng?" Except for Murong Fu, the three of them exclaimed in unison.

She has been using swords. Others think that her martial soul is a sword martial soul, but they don’t know that she has a wasteful martial soul that everyone despises.

There is also a hidden deep dragon martial soul.

Now, when it comes to her martial soul, those three people who have seen her skills are shocked.

Ye Zhikuang swept through them and said calmly: "I'm very surprised. It's because of his defunct martial soul that he has the title of defunct."

Seeing her talking about her abandoned martial soul in such a breeze.

The string in Murong Fu's heart was plucked hard.

Excited, he held the little hand on the table and did not realize that his behavior had gone out of shape: "Wrong, there is no waste in this world, but he just gave up on his own people first. Those who have abandoned themselves too early will be called waste."

Murong Tiantian stared at Murong Fu and held Ye Zhikuang's hand.

He tightened his brows and coughed dryly.

Murong Fu suddenly pulled his hand back, turned his face away, and said, "They all know that Minglan Teng can only be used for defense, but a hundred years ago, Ye Yun Sect had a master who used Minglan Teng to practice a great binding technique, which can bind more than a hundred people, and can attack objects a hundred meters away from the distance."

The awkward atmosphere was easily wiped away by him.

"Why hasn't anyone used Minglan Teng for nearly a hundred years?" Nie Jing asked.

There are too many people in this world who have Minglan Teng’s abandoned martial soul.
Chapter completed!