The correct way to slap the face quickly

Mo Ran blinked innocently and looked at Junyao and said, "What does this have to do with me? Did I ask you to lie? I just think there should be more reality between people."

Zhu Rong now knows Junyao's true face, and knows that what he loves has always been an illusion, but Junyao still saved his life, and he still hopes that she can leave safely.

Junyao wanted to refute Mo Ran's words loudly, but was interrupted by Zhu Rong's words. Zhu Rong said to Mo Ran in a deep voice: "Your goal is our brothers. She won't hinder you. Please let her leave here."

Mo Qi sneered slightly, and the old god said calmly: "Who gave you this illusion?"

Mo Ran also nodded with a smile and said: "How do you know she won't hinder me..."

Just as he was talking, Mo Ran suddenly looked towards the sky, what he had been waiting for finally came.

A breeze blew across her face, and Nuwa's real body appeared in front of Mo Ran. Nuwa looked at the non-aggressive little baby in front of her, and she was not as domineering as Yuanshi Tianzun said.

When the twelve witch ancestors saw Nuwa coming, their eyes shone with hope. This time, Nuwa would definitely be able to take them back.

"Little girl, what's your name?" Nuwa squatted down, her eyes were level with Mo Ran's, and she asked with a smile.

Mo Ran looked at the snake tail behind Nu Wa curiously, then turned back to look at Nu Wa and said, "You can call me Mo Ran."

"Mo Ran, what a good name. I am Nuwa. I came here to confirm something." Nuwa smiled warmly and had a sacrosanct temperament about her that made her feel both friendly and distant.

Mo Ran raised his eyebrows. This Nuwa was very smart, so she nodded and said, "You should have been here long ago, otherwise I wouldn't have bothered to catch these people."

Only then did the Twelve Witch Ancestors realize that they were arrested entirely because Mo Ran wanted to lure Nuwa here. If Mo Ran had not had this intention, several of them suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and probably their bodies would have been cold by now.

"Are you waiting for me? I wonder why Mo Ran is waiting for me?" Nuwa asked curiously.

Yuanshi Tianzun returned to the Heavenly Palace and told her that the Phoenix Clan used a kind of white fire. Thinking of her own power, she always felt that there might be some connection between them.

Mo Ran looked at the twelve witch ancestors and Junyao who were tied up. Mo Ran said to Mo Qi: "Xiao Qi, watch them carefully and don't let them escape."

Mo Qi looked at Nuwa and felt that Nuwa would not pose any threat to Mo Ran, so he nodded obediently.

Mo Ran raised his hand to Nuwa and said with a smile: "Let's go inside to talk."

Since Mo Ran transformed, he and Mo Qi built a house deep in the jungle. The layout of the house was very simple because they did not plan to live here permanently.

Mo Ran led Nu Wa into the house and asked her to sit down. With a wave of his hand, two cups of hot tea appeared in front of them. This was just a small spell. A saint-level deity like Nu Wa would not show surprise.

Nuwa picked up the tea, took a sip, and said with a smile: "This tea is really good, but I don't know what you want to talk to me about?"

Mo Ran looked at Nuwa carefully and said, "Are you a witch?"

Nuwa was stunned. She was the first person to ask this question since she was born, because it was a question that everyone knew. She smiled and said, "Of course, Nuwa is a matter of the witch clan, and everyone in the world knows it."

Mo Ran shook his head and said, "The Wu Clan I'm talking about is not the same Wu Clan as those outside."

After saying that, a white energy ball appeared in her hand, which was the power of faith. Mo Ran looked at Nuwa, and saw that Nuwa was very surprised after seeing the power of faith.

Seeing Mo Ran looking at her, Nuwa smiled and stretched out her hand, and an energy ball appeared in her hand, but the white color of this energy ball was a bit impure.

"Sure enough, you created human beings with the power of faith." Mo Ran looked at the energy in Nuwa's hand and said, but her speculation about meeting her companions was in vain. Nuwa is a shaman in this world, although she is not the same as Nuwa. Those outside have different abilities, but they have the same purpose.

Nuwa was surprised that the Phoenix tribe in front of her knew so much. She said curiously: "How do you know that this energy created human beings? You call it the power of faith?"

Mo Ran nodded and said: "This is the energy generated by the belief of all living things in you that converges into your body. As for why I know, it's probably because my energy is the same as yours. I can't say too much about other things."

Nuwa nodded. Everyone has their own secret. She could understand. She gently withdrew her energy and said to Mo Ran: "Since we also have some fate, I wonder if Nuwa can rashly ask for help. The twelve witch ancestors outside Everyone is in an important position, can you..."

Nuwa puts herself on the same level as Mo Ran, so her words are naturally more pleasant than those of Yuanshi Tianzun.

Mo Ran smiled and said: "You should be able to tell that I have some issues with the people outside. If I put them back like this, I'm afraid they won't be able to live in peace in the future."

"I'm afraid they won't dare to come back this time. You can rest assured." Nuwa had already seen the miserable state of the people outside being repaired. Will they dare to come next time?It's not like I'm looking for abuse.

Mo Ran thought about it and said, "Others can give it to you, but Zhu Rong and Junyao can't."

Nuwa looked at her curiously and asked, "Why is this?"

"It's a bit festive, but don't worry, I don't plan to do anything to Zhu Rong." Mo Ran smiled innocently.

Nuwa looked at her and nodded slowly. The two stood up and walked out. Mo Ran seemed to suddenly remember something and said, "By the way, their injuries may not be so easy to heal. Let them be mentally prepared. "

Nuwa shook her head in a funny way. She was wondering just now why she let them go so happily. After all, they wanted to kill her.

The two quickly walked to them, and Mo Ran said to Mo Qi: "Xiao Qi let everyone go except Zhu Rong and Junyao."

Mo Qi nodded and waved his hand gently, and the power of space wrapped around the other eleven witch ancestors disappeared. The eleven people supported each other and stood up despite the pain. Seeing that Zhu Rong was still tied up, they asked for help. Look at Nuwa.

Nuwa smiled at them and said, "Mo Ran promised not to do anything to Zhu Rong just now, you can rest assured."

When the eleven people saw Nuwa saying this, they felt relieved and no longer bothered to follow Nuwa.

When Nuwa and the others were about to leave, Mo Ran said: "If you really want the demon race and the human race to coexist peacefully, you should do something instead of letting them develop based on instinct."

Nuwa paused, looked at Mo Ran, nodded, and left with the eleven people.

Mo Ran turned around and looked at Junyao, who looked unwilling and frightened, and Zhu Rong, who looked fearless, and smiled.

"Aren't you two deeply in love as husband and wife? Can I kindly give you something?"

Mo Ran's smile was so evil that Mo Qi turned away, he couldn't bear to look at it.

Zhu Rong frowned: "What do you want to do?!"

"Wait and you'll find out."