Martial arts are destined to be a road full of thorns. You can only move forward without hesitation, overcome all obstacles and walk out of this swamp to see the light.

"By the way, where is the white fox?" Luo Ling sat up from Qin Mu's arms and looked at Qin Mu and said, "You didn't kill him, did you?"

"Are you caring about him?" Qin Mu felt sour in his heart for some reason.

Luo Ling was slightly stunned, looking at Qin Mu with strange eyes, "Dasha, did you ask for a sour smell?"

Qin Mu sniffed, "What a sour smell, why didn't I smell it?"

"Oh my God, Lao Qin, you are simply a elm head. You are excellent in all aspects, and the best one... But why are you so slow to love like a gear that hasn't been moved for hundreds of years? Is it rust to death?"

Qin Mu looked at Ning Tian in confusion, "What does it mean?"

"Luoling means, you're jealous."

"???" Qin Mu was confused.

"I just like to see your confused look, which makes me feel fulfilled." Ning Tian joked.

Luo Ling was also speechless to Qin Mu.

"The white fox saved Huang'er, you can't kill him, we all owe him a favor."

It turned out to be for Huang'er. Qin Mu felt much more comfortable and smiled and said, "It's okay, I just beat him up and let him go."

"Where is that Huang Mo?"

Ning Tian stretched out his hand and said, "What about that."

Luo Ling turned his head and almost vomited, and that was a pile of mud... Could this be Huang Mo?

"That old guy was directly thrown to death by Lao Qin... I died so miserable." Ning Tian smiled wickedly.

Luo Ling rolled his eyes and suddenly saw two men in the divine realm.

As soon as she opened her mouth, Qin Mu knew what she was going to say. He took the lead and said, "Hurry up and leave the rest to me."

Luo Ling nodded slightly, sat down cross-legged and began to heal his wounds.

Qin Mu looked at Ning Tian.

Ning Tian nodded slightly and walked towards the master of Lian's divine realm.

"I want to see, under this black robe, there is such an ugly face... The clown with a head and tail exposed, let me reveal your true face."

After saying that, Ning Tian stretched out his hands... With a sizzling sound, the black robes on the two of them were torn off directly.

These are two old men, their hair and beard are neatly trimmed, they look kind, their faces are not very distinctive, and they look ordinary.

"I didn't expect that you brought two masks. Under the black robe was a kind face, and under this face was the heart of a wealthy wolf."

Ning Tian stretched out his hand and squeezed his old faces and pulled them hard.

"I want to see if there are any other faces hidden under this face?"

The two black runners were in pain and sweating on their foreheads. Because Ning Tian made a ruthless move, they almost tore off their skin.
Chapter completed!