"Take advantage of me, do you want to be slapped?" Mu Lingbo gritted his teeth, raised his hand in the air, and looked at the smile rippling in his dark pupils.
"Hit me!" Mo Jiuling had no intention of dodging, and the allure in Ming Xiao's mouth was now full of rogueness, "If you break it, you can pay me one more!"
Mu Lingbo looked at his masterpiece and thought of the used materials. He snorted hard, squeezed his open palms in the air and put them down.
Mo Jiuling curled her lips, took a step forward and pushed her onto the tree trunk a few steps behind, "I saved your life, do you want to repay me right away?"
Her fingers, neither light nor heavy, slid over her waist and up her back through her clothes, immediately causing a blush to appear on her snow-white face.
"Repay! I'll repay you right away!" The hand that was clenched into a fist immediately hit him with an uppercut, using extra force. Anyway, this person couldn't be killed with one punch.
His back immediately relaxed, and the punch hit his palm firmly. He heard a groan of pain, but in the next moment he firmly grasped her fist in his palm.
"Aren't you always clear about grudges and grudges? Now you have no hesitation in repaying grudges with grudges. Is it because I'm special?"
Mu Lingbo wanted to punch him again, so he hit him in the face, "Crazy!"
Unable to draw out her fist, she stared at Mo Jiuling. Suddenly, as if she had a flash of inspiration, a bright and charming sneer appeared on her face, "You are right, I have clear grudges. You saved my life, in love with me."
I should express my gratitude to you. How do you think it would be better for me to repay you?"
Mo Jiuling saw the undisguised smile on her face, "How do you want to repay her?"
Mu Lingbo looked at the fist that was still in his hand, "Since you like me so much and won't let you go, then I'll sacrifice sex and kiss you."
Leaning her back against the tree trunk, she smiled brightly and was a bit provocative, raising her head to look directly at the handsome man who was so close.
Instead, Mo Jiuling stopped smiling and stared at her playfully for a moment, "Let's forget it."
"Really?" She blinked, the waves in her bright eyes passing by like lightning, "I may not be so generous next time."
"Then would you mind taking the poisonous needle out of your mouth before you swallow it?"
Mu Lingbo's smile deepened, "Of course I mind, it's also a part of me, don't you like it?"
"I like the other parts, but this part doesn't really like to appear at this moment."
Seeing that his hand was loosened, Mu Lingbo immediately retracted his fist and snorted, "Who are those people?"
A trace of worry flashed across Mo Jiuling's expression, "The people from the Tiansizong Qianmen are always troublesome."
"They can hear my movements from such a distance. The sword position is at least that of a sword master."
Mu Lingbo has been unable to break through from Sword God to Sword Saint due to poison. Sure enough, there is still a gap.
"There is no sect leader in the Qian Sect. Those three are the real people in charge of the Qian Sect. The fourth disciple Mingyu is the disciple of the master of the Wuji Sect and is an intermediate sword master. The third disciple Ming Qiong and the first disciple Ming Zhan are both
The high-level sword master, their master, is Dong Jing Supreme from Shenglin City. The most powerful one is Ming Zhan, and he will surely break through the sword position soon. He didn't take action just now."
Mu Lingbo was stunned for a moment. Sure enough, he was not from the same world. Tian Sizong immediately sent three sword masters.
If Mo Jiuling hadn't taken action just now, she would definitely be dead.
"Wait, the Supreme's disciple?" She turned to look at Mo Jiuling, "Do they recognize you?"
