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As soon as the word "baby" came out, Doro and the swordsman were startled. Both of them had strange looks on their faces. Doro tightened the box in his hand and looked at the smiling man with wary eyes.

Feng Aoran.

Doro quickly shook his head: "There is no treasure, it is just a personal grudge between us." Doro's face was very ugly. He would rather die in the swordsman's hands and have the treasure taken away by him than have more people know about this treasure.

exist.

"That's right, we just have a personal grudge. It's better for you two not to meddle in other people's business." The swordsman immediately agreed. He had spent many years chasing Doro in order to get the treasure. He didn't want these two people to do it.

This guy suddenly showed up and reaped the benefits for nothing.

Feng Aoran curled his lips and his eyes suddenly turned cold. He squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the two of them. Both of them felt as if they were suddenly in an ice cave. Their bodies trembled for a while. Feng Aoran scratched his chin.

He seemed to be thinking.

"Children who lie will die miserably." Feng Aoran was now confident and did not leave any room for words when speaking. When the two of them heard what she said, they looked at each other and seemed to see something in each other's eyes.

We stood in a very tacit understanding.

He got up and ran in the opposite direction quickly. Unfortunately, as soon as they rushed over, Mo Yu's figure was already in front of them. Mo Yu's expression was always a warm smile, but in the eyes of those two people, he

His smile was cold and weird.

"How come it's so fast? It's obvious, it's just two lower gods." Doro and the swordsman were both frightened. When did the lower gods become so powerful?

"Want to run away? That means there is a treasure. How about handing it over by yourself, or should I get it myself?" Feng Aoran had already waved the whip in his hand, and the sound of the whip striking the air added a bit of coldness. Six

It was suddenly a bit cold in the month of March.

Doro and the swordsman were a little confused. They looked at Feng Aoran in front of them and Mo Yu behind them. It seemed that neither side could escape.

"Let us go, you will only get into trouble if you get this treasure. This is the Demon Lord's thing, you can't afford it." Doro shouted at the top of his lungs, but his hands were tightly held in his arms.

Feng Aoran had already seen the box in her hand. Seeing how precious he was, she could naturally guess that there was the treasure she wanted to grab. But she couldn't figure out why Doro didn't put the things in the space ring.

Well, instead of holding her like this, wouldn't it be easy to arouse suspicion? And it's also inconvenient.

Seeing Feng Aoran's thoughtful expression, Doro had a glimmer of hope in his heart. Will the woman in front of him give him a way out? Unfortunately, he looked down on Feng Aoran. Feng Aoran knew nothing about those famous people.

I don't know, so I don't have any idea about this demon king at all.

"I'm afraid there's nothing in this world that I can't afford. Who cares about the devil, I have to order even if it's the King of Heaven's stuff today. You'd better hand it over obediently, so that I can save your life, otherwise

······" Feng Aoran said, reaching out and making a "kill" gesture.

Doro looked at Feng Aoran who was determined to win. He swallowed his saliva and hesitated to hand over the box. However, the swordsman glanced at him and whispered: "If you hand it over, the Demon Lord will let him go."

Are you better than me? No matter how powerful these two are, they are just lower-level gods. Let’s give it a try.”

Doro seemed to have made some kind of determination after listening to the swordsman's words. The two people suddenly became on the same side, facing Feng Aoran and Mo Yu with the same hatred. Feng Aoran was stunned by how quickly this relationship changed.

, Sure enough, everything is still looking at interests. The two of them are fighting among themselves, but they still put forward a united front when outsiders get involved.

The two of them were running around with their magical powers like boiled water without any idea of ​​saving. Feng Aoran was about to take action when Mo Yu said, "Let me do it. I've been studying some tricks recently and haven't had time to test them out."

"Okay, don't be embarrassed." Feng Aoran said and stepped aside. She seemed to have never seen Mo Yu take action, so it would be a good idea to take this opportunity to take a look.

The number of enemies suddenly decreased by one, and Doro and the swordsman breathed a sigh of relief. Just as they were about to take action, countless light beams appeared around them. The light beams flickered and seemed to be moving according to a special trajectory.

Doro and the swordsman wanted to kill them, but the rays were as sharp as knives. When they touched them, a gash appeared on their bodies, which hurt even though they were not dead.

The two of them couldn't rush out and dodge. Even if they set up a protective aura, they would be broken by those light beams. It was simply torture.

"If you want to kill me, just kill me." The two people's bodies were already covered in blood, and there was no good flesh on their bodies. The two people screamed in pain, a smile appeared on the corner of Mo Yu's mouth, and the light pillars shrank violently and finally turned into a thick line.

The thick golden light dissipated and the two people disappeared from the same place, leaving not even a trace of blood.

There was only a red sandalwood box left where the person was standing. There was a strange totem on the box. The totem was dark purple and looked very strange. When Feng Aoran saw the mark, his heart suddenly skipped a beat. It was the symbol of General Feng Aoran.

The totem on the clothes of a mysterious man when he pushed down the Ten Thousand Years Ice Altar belongs to the Demon Lord. Could it be that the Demon Lord wants to kill Feng Aoran?

No, the demon king is obviously from this world, how could he kill a little girl in the mortal world?

Seeing that Feng Aoran's face was a little abnormal, Mo Yu hurried over to look at her. She found that Feng Aoran was staring at the wooden box, her hands still clenching her fists tightly, and the expression on her face was a little angry. He stretched out his hand to hold it.

Holding Feng Aoran's hand, he asked in a low voice: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with this box?"

Feng Aoran pointed at the box and said angrily: "I saw that mark before I died. One of the people had that totem embroidered on his clothes, but I had never seen it anywhere else. I almost forgot about it.

Oh, I didn’t expect to see this totem here again.”

Feng Aoran's body was trembling a little. The cold fear when Feng Aoran died was clearly displayed in her mind again. She was trembling in the depths of her soul. She knew that it was the real Feng Aoran who was trembling, but her emotions

I am also being influenced by her.

Mo Yu stretched out her hand to hold Feng Aoran in her arms, patted her back gently, and whispered comforting: "It's okay, everything is over. With me here, you will not be in any danger in the future. I will protect you."

your."

Looking at Mo Yu's affectionate look, Feng Aoran was a little angry for no reason. He pushed her away and said without restraint, "Why, have you forgotten Lin Zhuoer so quickly?"

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