If we have a falling out now, we are basically shooting ourselves in the foot, just trying to scare others away."
Hearing Long Zimo's words, Murong Fei's eyebrows were tangled, and there was a hint of irritability in his tone: "What do you mean, do you think I should wait until Long Fei is deeply trapped, Emperor Batian has reached the ninth level of the peak of the divine level, and Nuwa goes into seclusion.
After wasting your success, after collecting the Nuwa Stone and resurrecting that bastard Situ Longkong, are you going to counterattack again?"
When Long Zimo saw Murong Feixue being so anxious, a look of sympathy appeared on his face. He stepped forward slowly and reached out to caress Murong Feixue's frowning brow.
But before his hand could even touch Murong Feixue's body, she suddenly fluttered her sleeves and threw out a powerful force of energy, forcibly throwing Long Zimo against the opposite wall.
The wall of the cold palace was not very strong, and it collapsed in an instant, burying Long Zimo among a pile of bricks and tiles. Only half of his head was exposed, and it was covered with dust and cobwebs. He looked so embarrassed that he looked like Murong Fei.
Xue wanted to laugh out loud, but she still endured it.
Frowning her eyebrows and akimbo, she warned seriously: "Remember, I can't touch you casually! I was behind the rockery in the beginning to prevent others from discovering my traces. Now I'm not afraid of anything. You
Be careful!"
"Cough cough cough..." Long Zimo spit out a big mouthful of dust from his mouth and almost rolled his eyes at Murong Feixue.
This is probably the legendary repayment of kindness with revenge, right? No wonder my mother said that good people should not be treated...
"Hey, hey, hey, don't look resentful. I already felt it behind the rockery just now. Your current strength is at least at the ninth level of the Supreme Red Realm! The palm I just struck couldn't even hurt your fur.
Hurry up and get up from the wall quickly!"
Murong Feixue urged unceremoniously, with her hands on her hips, and she spoke in a heroic manner: "I want you to take me to find Emperor Badian. I want to start from him and dismantle Nuwa's power layer by layer! Let her be alone and unable to sing!"
Hearing this, Long Zimo finally showed a slightly surprised expression.
After taking a deep breath, he saw a violent red light emitting from his body, which instantly shattered the rocks pressing on him.
Dust was flying all over the sky. His bright purple robe stepped out from the dust, like a beam of light in the doomsday, and his whole body was free and unrestrained. He was two people with the gloomy, roaring Long Zimo from before...
"Since you can be so decisive, I have no choice but to risk my life to accompany the gentleman!" The corners of Long Zimo's lips slightly raised in a smile, showing rare confidence and tenderness.
For some reason, Murong Feixue missed Long Ming very much at this moment.
However, in the past few days, Jiu Gu Xianweng, Nie Huayun and Grandpa, who were handling affairs in the Heavenly Palace, sent news that there was a problem with the distribution of the Heavenly Palace. They forced Long Ming to be returned to the Heavenly Palace for processing. Because one day in heaven is one year in the world. Even for a small child.
After sitting for a while, ten and a half months may have passed in this human world. Therefore, Murong Feixue has no way to find him yet.
Looking at Long Zimo in front of him, although his strength is not as good as Ming's, his appearance is not as good as Ming's, his temperament is not as good as Ming's, etc., but at least for now, he has some contact with Nuwa. If he can help him, it is a rare one.
Help. She couldn't ask for more.
"Okay! Where is Di Batian? Use my space law to teleport there..." Murong Feixue prepared her hand and turned to ask Long Zimo.
