"Xu Xiaoshou!"

The gray fog man's face turned green, if he had a face at all.

As early as when the Fengdu Sword rushed to help, he already knew that Xu Xiaoshou was paying attention to this battlefield.

But what's the use?

What is the function of hiding the head and showing the tail?

After that kid lost the help of the four divine pillars on Void Island, let alone Rao Yaoyao, he couldn't even deal with the little girl Beibei, so he needed to take action on his own.

The sword strike just now was his limit. How could he dare to intervene in the real battlefield between the Semi-Saint and the Holy Emperor!

Never would she have thought that when she was in the most embarrassing situation, when Mo Mo was almost disappointed with herself...

He comes to the rescue as a hero!

"what is this?"

Feng Yujin glanced at Mo Mo from the corner of his eye.

Earlier, her eyes were extremely gloomy and disappointed - you could imagine it without looking.

At this moment, Mo Mo was reserved by nature, but when she looked at the young man standing on the coffin, she had a smile in her eyes and a face full of surprise.

She has never looked at herself with such eyes...

Feng Yujin's head was like a big stew pot that had been kicked over by a yellow-haired boy when it was boiling. Meat paste, sauces, side dishes and other twisted things all burst out.

Yes, his mood is so chaotic at the moment.

He could no longer use words to express his extremely complicated thoughts and feelings at the moment, so he collapsed and yelled at the yellow...black-haired boy:

"Xu Xiaoshou, why are you here?"

Xu Xiaoshou flicked the sword lightly, and Zang Ku twisted like a maggot. Under the gaze of the Holy Emperor and the Half-Saint, he twisted its enchanting limbs without any dignity or shame, which made him look stunning.

Its owner’s voice is so high-spirited and upright:

"save you."

save……

Save what? Me?

Feng Yujin, who was in the form of a gray mist man, exploded with a bang, and immediately a crazy voice came from Mo Mo:

"You save me? Wow, quack, quack, I need you to save me?"

"Xu Xiaoshou, are you kidding? Have you really seen the current situation clearly? It is this emperor who has the upper hand, and it is this emperor who chose to give him Yue Gongli a face..."

"Feng Yujin, you are so noisy." Mo Mo looked disgusted.

"Gah?"

Everything came to an abrupt end.

The young man in black on the god's coffin brushed his fingertips over the Tibetan Ku, trying to straighten the shameful thing. After failing, he stared at the sword and sighed:

"It's okay to lie to brothers, but don't lie to yourself... You are just soft, really."

Zangku froze, then stiffened, and the sword was so stretched that it trembled.

After Mo Mo was stunned for a moment, he covered his mouth and smiled.

Feng Yujin became furious and roared:

"Xu Xiaoshou, it's just you, right?"

"I have protected you from the beginning to the end, but everyone is soft. Among the people around you, you are the toughest and have the toughest mouth!"

"But you can talk nonsense? This is the power of the evil god. These are the descendants of the Holy Emperor. One of them has the surname of Hua and the other has the surname of Yue. What can you do? What can you do?"

"You can't even deal with a little girl..."

"Shut up." Mo Mo said out of the gap.

"oh."

Ah? What happened to the little girl... Yue Gongli stared at the internal strife of the holy slaves with great interest, with blazing fire burning in his eyes.

Keep talking!

If you have any other stories, tell them all!

Little girl... What did Xu Xiaoshou do to a little girl? Or is he unable to do anything... Oh? Oh?

Also, how could the Holy Emperor be controlled by his body and still impose prohibitions... Bei Huai's new research?

Yue Gongli touched his chin, his eyes getting brighter and brighter.

"There's an inside story!" At this time, more and more busybodies gathered outside the venue started to rustle, staring at Mo Mo and Xu Xiaoshou, talking about "Holy Emperor", "Ghost Beast" and "Master Shou".

” back and forth.

There is no other way. At this time, the saying "the ruins have been sealed and everyone will perish" is rampant.

In a precarious situation, facing life, death and curiosity, everyone unanimously chose to join in the fun before dying.

This seems to be natural.

Then Xu Xiaoshou opened his mouth and suppressed the commotion at the scene:

"How did you know that I only have the toughest mouth and nothing else?"

Of course Xu Xiaoshou knew where Feng Yujin's impression of him was, and it was nothing more than the moment before leaving the Secret Realm of Four Symbols.

And trying to use such remarks to achieve self-interest at the expense of others, now it seems that it can only be said to be really clumsy, and it cannot make any waves in my own emotions.

Xu Xiaoshou could only say again with a smile:

"How do you know that I am alone now?"

Ah, yes, yes, you have thousands of children with one person. With your mouth, you can create ten thousand people at once, but for what purpose can it be used to turn things around and gain favor in front of the descendants of the Holy Emperor?

At this moment, Feng Yujin didn't want to manipulate Mo Mo's face and tilted his mouth to the sky.

But he really wanted to make another sarcastic comment: How can the mushrooms of the dynasty know Hui Shuo, how can the crickets know the spring and autumn, and how can the frog in the well imagine the disaster behind the words "heir of the Holy Emperor"!

But before I say anything...

Standing on the top of the coffin, the young man in black slowly raised his hands under the gaze of everyone. As his sleeves slipped down, his hands with clear knuckles and a faint glow gently snapped his fingers.

"Snapped."

This sound resonated loudly in the hearts of everyone present.

Buzz!

The next moment, pattering raindrops fell, and the brilliant Mysterious Formation fell straight from the sky.

It has to be said that the water ghost who became the Great Elder on the first floor of the sky now has the consciousness and demeanor of a Great Elder.

As the Great Demon King of the Spiritual Department of the previous generation who was famous earlier than the Ten-Zun Seats, the Water Demon knows how to make a gorgeous appearance and enhance the atmosphere.

He is well versed in the principle of "the master is silent, and the world will naturally become noisy". He stepped on the secret formation and fell down, holding on to the half of the golden beast face on his face. After landing on the ground, he stood quietly behind the coffin of the God, without saying a word.

explain.

The crowd of onlookers was stunned for a long time and immediately started to boil:

"It's him, the water ghost!"

"The Sky City dominated the whole game and killed many semi-saint water ghosts in the Holy Temple!"

"This golden beast face... I know him. I was also on the Sky City at that time. After he put on this thing, he changed from Yu Lingdi to Yu Mo, and stabbed Yan Wuse to death with a halberd!"

"..."

The mood at the scene instantly reached a climax.

At a certain moment, Feng Yujin really thought that some big shot was coming. After listening and looking for a long time, he found out that he was just a half-saint.

Even if he is an esoteric semi-saint - it won't help, okay!

"Haha, Xu Xiao..."

Before he could taunt him, another secret formation diagram appeared on the horizon.

This time, an old man wearing a straw hat and tattered prison uniform entered the scene. His whole body was black and withered, like a burned corpse, but the terrifying power contained in his torso and arms was shocking.

"sleeveless!"

"This straw hat, these red-scorched hands... he must be the second in command of the Holy Slave, no, the first two in command is sleeveless without a doubt!"

"He has also been canonized, or is he a semi-saint in mysteries?"

"No, isn't he an ordinary Taixu? How can he still understand the secret after being canonized? He..."

The spirit refining masters on the scene were horrified and fell into an incredible moment of wonder. They all shifted from the situation of the game to thinking about the spirit refining process, completely going astray.

Feng Yujin seemed speechless.

Compared with the low profile of the Water Ghost among the nine Saint Slaves, the second in command of the Saint Slaves has no sleeves. Even if he was just a Taixu before, he still has a great reputation on the inner island of Void Island.
To be continued...