But in order to get rid of her vagina, she didn't care about anything.
"Yes, it's my master. I'm just a disciple adopted by the master."
"I saw just now that you are very good at Qinggong and your martial arts must be first-rate. Your master must have even better martial arts, right?"
When she was looking for clothes just now, she discovered that all the equipment she had before was gone. There were no grenades and smoke bombs, and even the ice blade was gone.
This Sheng Yunjie is already very powerful, but if his master and fellow disciples are added to the mix, I wonder if he has any chance of winning...
Mo Zihan slandered and casually probed into the enemy's situation.
Sheng Yunjie had no doubt that he had it, and nodded in affirmation straightforwardly. "Master is a god-like man in my heart. I feel that there should be no one more powerful than him in this world."
Sheng Yunjie's words made Mo Zihan's heart sink to the bottom. Just by looking at Qing Gong, Sheng Yunjie knew that he was more powerful than any of her brothers in the Ming Hall, including Yi Wuchen and Leng Feng.
And the man he calls a god... he should be almost a real god, right?
She wouldn't be so unlucky to meet someone as powerful as the evil spirit leader, would she?
"Little uncle!"
A call like a silver bell pulled Mo Zihan's mind back.
Mo Zihan raised his head in response to the voice, and saw a woman in white walking on the wind just like Sheng Yunjie. She was more than a hundred meters away, and she didn't even need to support her.
Mo Zihan watched with dismay as she suddenly appeared before his eyes. Her lovely round face and voice like a silver bell made her whole person even more adorable.
Are the people here all immortals?
I wipe it!
Everyone is so powerful, how can she kill their master and take everyone away from Tianshan safely?
"Are you the person that my junior uncle rescued?"
The woman in white looked at Mo Zihan, her eyes widened with a hint of dissatisfaction and excitement.
"Qing'er, please don't be rude. She is the Queen of North Vietnam, Mo Zihan. You have to call her Sister Mo." Sheng Yunjie said with some strict instructions from his elders.
Then he introduced to Mo Zihan: "This is my master's young disciple, her name is Sheng Qing. Just follow me and call her Qing'er."
"Hello, Qing'er." Mo Zihan smiled mechanically, because her mind was constantly racing, how could she defeat these "immortals"!
"Okay, Sister Mo." Sheng Qing didn't care about the rudeness just now and asked directly: "Sister Mo, are all those people wearing strange clothes yours?"
"Not bad." Mo Zihan nodded and admitted.
"Then... there is a big, cold guy, who is also yours?"
Cold guy? Mo Zihan looked at Shengqing, she couldn't be talking about her family style, right?
"I'm talking about the guy named Lengfeng!" Shengqing felt suffocated when Lengfeng was mentioned.
"Yes. Did he offend you?"
When Mo Zihan asked, Sheng Qing immediately complained: "Not only did he offend me? He offended me greatly!"
"oh?"
"I took good care of him with good intentions. When he woke up, I asked him if he wanted some porridge, but he ignored me and walked outside. I stopped him, but he started beating him!"
"Then...he is now..."
"Dizzy!" Shengqing replied nonchalantly.
"Fainted? You...knocked him out?"
"Hmph! He is so bad at martial arts and has such a bad temper. Wouldn't it be easier for him to knock him out? I tortured him until he fainted!"