Jun Ruoshui watched the confrontation between Mu Xianning and the boy in silence, her eyes changing from indifference to interest.
He couldn't understand why the girl, who was so proud and didn't care about anything, paid attention to the two children. She should have just turned around and left without saying a word.
"Oh? Robber? You have to rely on your ability to rob." Mu Xianning listened to the boy's words, a trace of interest flashed in her eyes, she coldly crossed her hands in front of her chest, stood with her chest crossed, and released
The momentum caused an obvious flash of fear in the eyes of the two little boys.
"Don't underestimate me! I'm also a magician!" The older boy, whose face was flushed by Mu Xianning's breath, still looked at Mu Xianning unyieldingly. The next second, he was cold.
fled out.
Jun Ruoshui was slightly startled and raised her eyebrows slightly. She saw the little boy rushing towards Mu Xianning without knowing whether he was alive or dead.
bump.
The next second, as expected by Jun Ruoshui, the boy was thrown three meters away by Mu Xianning. It was obvious that Mu Xianning only exerted the strength of blinking an eye, but the boy had already crawled away.
Can't get up.
Mu Xianning looked at the fallen child, the interest in her eyes became more intense, "The momentum is good, but there is no magic power at all. You actually call yourself a magician?" Mu Xianning looked at the child mockingly, as if to anger him.
generally.
The child who fell to the ground struggled to get up with pain all over his body. He gritted his teeth and stared at Mu Xianning, with a trace of anger igniting in his unconvinced eyes.
"You are too young to look down on people!" The child stood up tremblingly, gritted his teeth hard, and touched the unformed source of magic in his dantian.
Jun Ruoshui looked at the young man silently. It was obvious that he did not believe that a beggar child could also condense magic power. Otherwise, how could he be a beggar here?
"Huh?" Somehow, Jun Ruoshui's keen perception actually sensed a faint and almost imperceptible magical breath. Before he could react, the child brought a small ball of weak and chaotic magic in his hand.
The ball rushed towards Mu Xianning.
Mu Xianning still had a smile on her face, and even when the child rushed over, she still refused to hide.
"Ha!" the child shouted loudly, his palm facing Mu Xianning.
"It's not even close." Mu Xianning's face was still full of ridicule. The next second she grabbed the child's wrist and blew it into the boy's palm. The magic ball that had finally been condensed was like
Like a small flame on a candle, it was blown away by Mu Xianning.
Seeing Mu Xianning blowing away the magic ball she had condensed, the child looked shocked and murmured, "How... is this possible?"
He had only practiced condensing magic balls for three days, but he had already used this magic ball in the morning to knock down a nine-foot-tall man who was chasing them. However, in front of him, he looked like a girl who was several years older than him.
, the magic ball he finally condensed was blown away like this?
This scene is too funny.
On the side, Jun Ruoshui laughed out loud after finally not recognizing that Mu Xianning was only five or six years older than her, but the gap was really big.
"Sir! Let Yuan Yuan go!!" The companion behind the little boy looked at the boy being caught and slapped his dirty little face. He couldn't help crying loudly, his voice full of childish baby sounds.
He seems to be one or two years younger than the boy, and his mind is naturally much smaller than that of the little boy.
