Tang Ning gritted her teeth and stared at him with her eyes. If she could, she really wanted to pounce forward and take a bite and then grab the Qiankun bag back.

But, I don't have that courage.

This evil star is not an ordinary person. He wanted to kill her last time!

He stared at his hand behind him and sighed in his heart: I'm afraid this Qiankun bag can't be taken back. It's really a mantis stalking the cicada, and the oriole is behind!

It's been a waste of work.

Seeing that there was no hope of taking back the Qiankun bag, she was not confused. After all, that thing was not her. If you can get it, just forget it. If you can't, you don't have it. There is no need to mess with this evil star.

So she turned around and asked, "Well, donor, how long is it from here to Yunzhongcheng?"

Mo Ye glanced at him, and a faint light flashed through his eyes, and he was a little surprised at his heart. He heard him ask about the journey, he curled his lips and said, "With your foot journey, it will take you a month or two to arrive in Yunzhongcheng at the earliest."

Hearing this, Tang Ning twitched. When she was captured, she had only been on a flying boat for a day. If she walked back, she would have to walk for a month or two? How big is the span between them?

Her eyes turned and fell on him, and she asked with a smile: "Donor, I saw you in the cloud city a few days ago, and now I meet you here again. I think you have something to fly? I wonder if you are going back? Can you take me a ride? I will give you a fare."

"Do you think I'll be short of your money?"

Mo Ye glanced at him, and his eyes were full of contempt: "What's more, do you still have money?"

Tang Ning only felt that he was holding his breath in his chest, and he really wanted to swear his face!

Why is she out of money? She really looks down on people. He is holding something she hasn't heated up yet! The thing should have been hers, but he snatched it. Just as he was about to speak, he saw him turn his lower body slightly and look behind him.

"Go away quickly, someone is coming here." Mo Ye's voice was slightly cold, and his deep eyes fell on the little monk.

Upon hearing this, Tang Ning seemed to have thought of something and immediately said, "The donor, I will leave first, and there will be no future." As soon as the voice fell, he immediately ran in the direction he pointed.

Seeing this, the girl who had been following behind looked at Mo Ye and quickly ran with the little monk.

After watching the little monk's figure disappear from sight, he then looked at the Qiankun bag in his hand.

Those who can own the Qiankun bag are not ordinary people. In order to prevent being killed or seized by someone, there are usually divine marks in the Qiankun bag, and most people cannot detect it. Even if they are of equal strength, they cannot erase the divine consciousness above.

They will use this divine mark to find the person who can get the Qiankun bag. Therefore, if they do not have the ability to erase this divine mark, holding this thing is like holding a death talisman.

He glanced at the direction where the little monk left, and he snatched his toes and rushed in the other direction. The black figure had disappeared into the dense forest in a few leaps.

Shortly after he left, the old man covered in scars came here. When he saw the body of the man wearing a sword on the ground, his face suddenly became gloomy.

He stepped forward to check and confirmed that the Qiankun bag disappeared, and his murderous aura overflowed.

"The red yang fruit I have tried my best to win half my life to pick, how can others covet it!" He closed his eyes and focused, and after a while, he looked in a direction in the forest, and immediately raised his energy and chased after him.
Chapter completed!