Anti-Quick Transmigration System: Black-bellied male god, please take the move!

Chapter 157 Offline Fairy: Benefactor, do you want to know about immortal cultivation? 91
Mo Yan didn't speak, her searching eyes seemed to want to see through his mind, but this man's mind was like a vast boulder sinking into the deep sea, no matter how big the storm was stirred up, it would be hard to find after being submerged into the boundless deep sea to the trail.

She stopped searching, and what answered him was the turbulent sea that came around her wrist.

There was a moment of sadness between his eyebrows, and then he flew to dodge her attack.

"Moyan! You and this devil are really on the same team!" The elder Kuihuo who had just arrived saw this scene, and shattered the gravel around him with his palm in anger. He took a step forward and faced Kunlun's disciples. They shouted: "Kunlun disciples will never admit defeat! Even if we have only one disciple left, we must fight for Kunlun to the end!"

After all, he rushed directly to the demon camp, launching a mighty fire dragon to attack the demon soldiers along the way!

The raging fire that ignited in the palms of his hands ignited this fateful battle like a prairie fire, and all kinds of spells also burst out at this moment.

But in Mo Yan's heart, the real war is getting closer and closer to them.

That person was very close to her, he cleared the surrounding obstacles, but his peripheral vision was always intertwined with her body, and the shrimp soldiers and crab generals who occasionally attacked her were also driven back by him.

But maybe she and he are very clear that no matter how long the delay is, since he and her have no choice to leave, they must stand at opposite ends of the spectrum.

Mo Yan repelled the two demon generals casually, jumped straight to the point and jumped in front of the man, grabbed the water dragon and attacked him directly without saying a word!

He casually blocked her raging water dragon, but the aggressive water dragon completely lost its momentum when it reached his palm. His hand passed through the liquid that had disappeared in his palm, restraining her from dodging her eyes and wanting to back away and run away. The thought tightly clenched her wrist.

"You're really cruel." He pulled her closer to him, with a sad but teasing smile in his voice.

She couldn't break free, and was afraid that the Kunlun disciples around would find out the situation of the two of them. While trying to escape him with all her strength, she glared at him angrily: "You and I are immortal enemies, so why are you so cruel?"

"Never die?" His eyebrows fluttered, and he said with a low smile: "Where is he never die?"

"You?!" She couldn't hear the ambiguity in his words, she didn't want to talk to him, and launched an attack again.

"Trust me, things are not what you think." He received her attack, which was nothing to be afraid of in front of him, and said seriously again: "I have never lied to you."

"Isn't that what I thought?" Mo Yan sneered, "Is it you or not the Demon Lord? Or am I not a fallen immortal? Or are my two apprentices still alive? Kunlun and the Demon Race have no blood feud?"

Thinking of that immature figure, her eyes became colder and colder.

"Then answer me." He suddenly approached again, and opened his lips to whisper in her ear: "Do you hate me because I am a Demon Lord, or because you fell into immortality because of me? Or... because of Xianting and Guique's love?" die?"

"There are so many reasons!" Although she always felt that many villains always talked a lot, but this person hit him whenever he wanted, why did he talk so much? !
She didn't know whether she was annoyed by his loud noises or by his mention of Xianting and Guique's death, she suddenly felt a burst of anger welling up in her heart, and directly attacked him with all her water dragon!

He froze for a moment, and hurriedly dodged in a blink of an eye, but he still accidentally scratched his cheek, leaving a slight trace of blood.

He smiled helplessly, shook his head and said in a low voice: "If you are so fierce, who else would dare to want you except me?"

(End of this chapter)