"Pa..." The silver whip passed by Xiaoyao's face, and two silver lights collided in front of her eyes.
Xiaoyao was a little stunned, looking at Mu Ye Canfeng lying on the ground, feeling a little strange in his heart.
She felt a little weird that this dead dragon suddenly did this to her!
"It was blocked, Ren Xiaoyao, where did you get the little snake? It is quite loyal to you." Ren Xiaoyin picked up Mu Ye Canfeng on the ground. Although she received a heavy blow from her, the little snake seemed
Nothing.
"How dirty!" Mu Ye Canfeng looked at Ren Xiaoyin with contempt in his golden eyes.
Ren Xiaoyin was startled by Mu Ye Canfeng who suddenly spoke, and then a despicable smile suddenly appeared on his lips: "You have signed a life contract. If you die, Ren Xiaoyao will die too, right?"
She pinched Mu Ye Canfeng's seven inches, and the strength of her fingers slowly increased.
At the same time, Xiaoyao felt that her throat seemed to be suppressed by someone. The heavy force made it difficult for her to breathe, and Mu Ye Canfeng, who was being strangled by the throat in front of her, was even more so. Because its throat was strangled, its movements were very abnormal.
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"Roar..." Suddenly there was a roar, and a black figure rushed towards Ren Xiaoyin. Ren Xiaoyin had no reaction yet, but felt that his wrist seemed to be bitten hard by something.
When she came to her senses, the little snake in her hand was gone. There was only a black animal that looked like a cat, but not like a cat, standing in front of Xiaoyao.
"Ren Xiaoyao, your beast actually bit me!" Ren Xiaoyin looked at the tooth marks on his wrist, his eyes flashing with fire.
Suddenly, a sword transformed from blue fighting spirit condensed in Ren Xiaoyin's hand. She raised the sword and pointed it at Xiaoyao. She smiled despicably: "Ren Xiaoyao, you can go and die!"
After saying that, the sword of fighting spirit quickly attacked Xiaoyao. Just when he was about to attack Xiaoyao, a strange silver light suddenly emitted from Xiaokuang's body.
The silver light instantly shattered Ren Xiaoyin's fighting spirit sword, and the blue light surrounding Xiaoyao also disappeared in an instant.
"Xiaoyao, are you okay?" A silver light rushed up and landed on Xiaoyao's shoulder.
Xiaoyao turned his head and looked at Mu Ye Canfeng on his shoulder, then reached out and stroked the place where it was pinched: "I'm okay, are you okay!"
"If I am killed by a human, I am no longer a dragon. It's just that this woman's dirty smell makes me feel a little uncomfortable!" Mu Ye Canfeng said, his golden eyes still full of contempt.