As soon as the voice came out, Mo Jiuling loosened his grip, and the woman in his arms immediately picked up the plane and slipped out.
Under the frosty moonlight, Mu Lingbo's scarlet sleeves suddenly rose, and he swung towards the fire. In an instant, the bright white light of the sword energy passed between his fingers, and the brightness was even stronger.
The light of the flame.
The powerful sword energy immediately dispersed the fire, and the flames that had just emerged were extinguished in an instant.
Lu Jia was stunned when he saw it. It turned out that this woman could produce light without a sword and control the void with her fingers. There were only a handful of people with such ability in the ordinary vassal kingdoms, which was really admirable.
Unfortunately, she bumped into the Lord.
Mu Xiaobao dragged his long sword and trotted over on his short legs. He looked up at Uncle Ye, whose eyes and mouth were covered, and tied up like a pregnant silkworm baby.
"Uncle Ye, are you still alive?"
Ye Beiling, who breathed a sigh of relief, recovered from the panic just now and nodded weakly.
Mu Xiaobao lowered his head and glanced at the sword he brought, but Uncle Ye didn't even use it!
"Mother, why don't you untie Uncle Ye?"
Mu Lingbo also had a headache when he looked at the five spider threads.
He turned around and glared at Mo Jiuling angrily, but as if it had nothing to do with him, he leaned against the door rail, crossed his arms, and glanced at this side unhappily.
Fortunately, he didn't give any order to burn it.
"Mom, I can't help Uncle Ye untie him at the moment." Mu Lingbo said as he glanced at Lu Jia to see where the gloves he used just now had gone.
Sharp eyes swept up and down his body, making Lu Jia feel quite uncomfortable.
Mu Xiaobao opened his eyes wide, glanced at his unhappy father, and then continued dragging his sword to trot to Mu Lingbo's side and stood next to her.
"Didn't I tell you to stay good?" Mu Lingbo frowned, looking at Xiaobao who was clinging to his side and wanting to act coquettishly, but he couldn't get angry.
The white and tender face like a glutinous rice dumpling was pressed against Mu Lingbo's leg, "I... brought a sword to Uncle Ye."
Mu Lingbo took the long black sword and said, "Did you carry it all the way here by yourself?"
She had taken this sword, and it was indeed very heavy. Even Mu Xiaobao would have been tired from holding it all the way.
Mu Xiaobao hugged her legs with both hands and said in a voice that he wished he could roll over, "Mother, Xiaobao's hands are so sore."
"I'll let you join in the fun! I'll ask Uncle Ye for the hard work later."
Mu Xiaobao nodded as if pecking rice, "Uncle Ye is very generous."
Mu Lingbo thought for a moment, "Xiaobao, stand over and let me give it a try."
As soon as Mu Xiaobao stepped away, she raised the long sword into the air and struck Ye Beiling quickly with the long sword a few times. The white light flashed out, and he was finally freed from the wooden pillar, with a full body.
White threads come down from the body.
"Return the sword to you."
As soon as Ye Beiling regained his freedom, she threw the sword over.
"Hurry up and leave!"
Ye Beiling took off the cloth covering his eyes and mouth and said, "Are you okay?"
Mu Lingbo glanced at him coldly, "Nonsense, what can happen to me? Hurry up, you are covered in cobwebs, look at me and feel dizzy."
Mu Xiaobao stood close to her mother again, waving to Ye Beiling, "Goodbye, Uncle Ye, and by the way, Uncle Xiahou, if you are still alive, remember to see him once."
"Then why are you still staying in this damn place?"
Mu Lingbo said angrily, "You think the only thing I can do when I come here is to save you, you think too highly of yourself. Leave quickly, I won't save you a second time, next time you will do it yourself
