"But Senior Sister Six, you are alone..." Luo Yu said anxiously.

Before Mu Yan could speak, Xiaobao said loudly: "I won't leave. Xiaobao wants to fight with his mother, Xiaobao wants to protect his mother."

Mu Yan lowered his head and met a pair of clear blue eyes.

In those eyes there was stubbornness, tenacity, persistence, and aura of indifference that would move forward and never retreat once it was decided.

Why do you always feel that Xiaobao and Di Mingjue are becoming more and more similar?

Especially these eyes.

Mu Yan slowly curled a light smile on the corner of her mouth and looked at Luoyu: "I'm not alone."

"Xiaobao, today, let's fight side by side!"

A bright smile suddenly appeared on Xiaobao's delicate little face, and his whole body seemed to become vivid and bright.

He nodded heavily, held the evil-proof sword that was almost longer than others, and stood beside Mu Yan.

In the big blue eyes, there is joy and pride that cannot be melted.

My mother said she wanted to fight side by side with him!

He is not a burden or a child, but a man who can protect his mother and share his worries.

Luoyu glanced at the two of them, gritted his teeth, picked up the unconscious Chu Tianyou and Murong Xue in one hand, and brought the unconscious middle-aged beautiful woman away with her.

Senior Sister Six is ​​right, it’s useless for him to stay here.

And things may become even more difficult.

Zhao Xiong's helper may come here soon.

Now they are too weak. Even if the seven sons of Xiaoyao are combined together, they will only be wiped out when they encounter two out-of-body cultivators.

The only thing he can do now is to ask Longteng’s mentor for help.

Although thinking about this, Luo Yu couldn't help but clench his hands and bit his lips tightly.

He is still too weak after all... too weak!

You must become stronger, stronger, stronger.

...

When Luoyu took Chu Tianyou and Murong Xue away, Zhao Xiong never came to his senses.

His eyes stared at the girl under the moonlight, and he was so crazy.

Beauty, so beautiful.

Chu Tianyou's mother is already a beauty on earth.

It made him think about it for a long time.

But compared to the girl in front of her, the so-called Mrs. Hou can only be regarded as vulgar fans at most.

The bright moonlight fell on the girl's delicate skin, on her long black hair, which was as dark as a waterfall.

Clearing up the extraordinary facial features, it looks so mysterious and seductive in this hazy light and shadow.

Gudong--!

Zhao Xiong swallowed his saliva and his eyes were vague.

The sky is covered with earth and time is just right. What kind of beauty would it be if I could have fun and enjoy this beautiful beauty here?

Zhao Xiong was almost lying down when he thought about saliva, and his whole body was boiling and he couldn't wait.

However, at this moment, spiritual power fluctuations came with the whistling sound of Yunshuangling.

Zhao Xiong came back to his senses in shock and realized that Luoyu had actually taken Chu Tianyou and the others to run away.

His brows frowned suddenly.

If these people really run away, he will definitely not be able to take it.

But when Zhao Xiong saw Mu Yan and Xiaobao blocking him, he was not in a hurry, but instead sneered.

"Little Beauty, do you know how far away it is from Longteng? They will definitely not be able to reach it within a quarter of an hour."

He said leisurely: "I will only take less than half a cup of tea to deal with you. It will take less than a few breaths to catch up with them. At that time, they will not be able to escape from my palm."

A monk in the out-of-body stage no longer needs to fly with his sword.
Chapter completed!