"No! There was nothing there too! Lord, you said that this wild button, would it not be born, not on the descendant of the wild?!"

"No! As long as every strange treasure has spirituality, even if the descendants of the stubborn buckle don't look for it, it will also summon that person to come!! Judging from the current time, the rashly buckle should have been born!! Yan'er ..."

"Lord?"

"Look at Gu Lan to death, and keep an eye on Escape Blood Mansion! But you can't stun the snake!!"

The petals were released in the hands of the demon god, and fluttered.

"The days when our demons were imprisoned... are coming to an end..."

"Yes!!"

The chaos.

The Chaos Yuan Ling bit by bit swallowed the storm in the dantian and merged into itself.

As the strength increased little by little, Ling Luoyu's profound energy also gathered and rose little by little.

Peep Qi double, triple.

For three whole days, Ling Luoyu borrowed the time difference of the Chaos Umbrella Realm to break into the Peeping Qi Triple Layer.

However, the Primal Chaos Spirit didn't show any signs of breaking except for being thicker.

Standing up, Ling Luoyu moved his hands and feet, his eyes fell on Mao Qiu.

The most recent Maoqiu seems to be caught in the thinking of spring, always lying there motionless, and even seeing her is not so close.

"Hairball??"

Mao Qiu rolled his eyelids, ignoring him.

"What's the matter with you? Is it to blame me for keeping you here, no fun?!"

Mao Qiu still rolled his eyes and didn't want to bother.

Ling Luoyu thought, and suddenly smiled: "You feel lonely anymore, you don't have a playmate...right?!"

Mao Qiu's eyes lit up suddenly, obviously she had hit the point.

It is a beast, killing is its nature,

Not being at ease in this place every day, facing the iceberg face of nothingness.

"Since you want to go out... Then, let's go, I'll take you to play..."

Before Ling Luoyu's words came to an end, the fur ball seemed to be beaten with blood, and he became excited in an instant, shaking his head and wagging his tail, dogleg!

In order to avoid causing Renhua's suspicion, Ling Luoyu and Mo Xuanchen lived separately.

Lan Ruo still lives in their homeland as Sect Master Qiyun, while Ling Luoyu and Mo Xuanchen live in a tent not far away.

Every day, they would meet each other, but they all looked at each other as if they were meeting each other and passed by.

Ling Luoyu took the fur ball out of the tent. From a distance, he saw Mo Xuanchen sitting in the tent stuttering.

He still looks like that sick little white face, his face is cold, and he is cold to everyone.

"Roar!"

Mao Qiu was excited to pounce, but was drunk by Ling Luoyu.

"Hairball!"

Mao Qiu stopped abruptly and retreated angrily.

Ling Luoyu and Mo Xuanchen's eyes lightly faced each other, while Yun Danfeng lightly turned away.

"Go, hair ball!!"

Ling Luoyu turned and left after calling the hair ball.

Mao Qiu glanced at Mo Xuanchen puzzledly, wagging his tail to follow.

"Hush!"

There was a whistle behind him.

Mao Qiu turned around and saw Mo Xuanchen throwing the things in his hands.

"Roar!"

The hair ball was so excited that he jumped up, biting half of the roasted chicken in one bite, swallowing it, almost choking.

Ling Luoyu glanced at him indifferently, smiled slightly, and said hello.

"This eldest brother..." A soft call sounded behind her, with a bit of surprise: "Sure enough, you?!"

Ling Luoyu was taken aback when he turned around: "Is it you?"

The man behind him was the man who tried to block the nymph attack that day.

And beside him, stood the flower **** impressively.