Or is it all that Mr. Mo Li is making a fool of himself?

The fourth elder stared at him for a moment, as if he wanted to see from the expression on his face whether he had any signs of lying.

But who is Mr. Mo Li?

A coffin face that is rare in a thousand years!

It is difficult to see his expression change, let alone other emotions.

"Touch her, you will die!"

Mo Li looked calm. Even though he was kneeling on his knees under the tenth level of Xuanhuang's aura, there was no slight fluctuation on his face.

Of course, there is no need to guess who she is when he said.

The fourth elder pondered for a moment and suddenly laughed.

"I didn't expect that Mr. Mo Li, who is not good at speaking, would even play tricks on a woman!"

The fourth elder was a little hesitant, but after Mo Li said that Yue Qingqing was cleared by him.

"I really don't know who your master is. However, he will definitely not be a child of a big family, otherwise it would be impossible to avoid so many eyeliners to come to Donghuang. So, don't think of threatening me with your master! It's already the limit to spare your life!"

The fourth elder said, and with a wave of his sleeve, he threw Mo Li out.

The Tenth Level of Xuanhuang!

No one present could stop him.

His patience seemed to have been exhausted. No matter who snorted again, he would immediately wipe out the other party.

He took a step forward, and his body seemed to have not moved much, but he had already reached the front of Yue Qingqing.

The fourth elder's fingers were rotating in front of him. The soul-devouring worm, which was originally wrapped in the light of the moon, flew to him as if he had received some call and turned with the rotation of his fingers, as if he was a baby.

As the Soul-Devouring Cellworm disappeared, Yue Qingqing's figure gradually appeared.

Her face was pale, her forehead was covered with a layer of fine beads of sweat, and her clothes were stained with blood. The heavy breathing sound was clearly visible, so weak that she seemed to be about to faint at any time.

"Miss Qing... It's better to meet than to be famous!"

The fourth elder's aura has been completely retracted, otherwise Yue Qingqing would have displaced his internal organs and was directly injured and fainted.

Yue clenched her fists gently, her sharp nails pierced into the heart of her palms, and blood dripped down her sleeves at an extremely slow speed.

No matter how much pain she was suffering at this time, her back was still straight and her dark eyes were full of sharp sharpness.

She hooked her pale lips and asked hoarsely: "Do I call you the fourth elder, or should I call you Yin Tingting's master?"

"It's good if Miss Qing is happy!" The fourth elder chuckled.

It seems that Yue Qingqing is not surprised that he knows his identity.

"Old dog!" Yue gently opened her thin lips, looked at the person who had changed his face with a smile, and said, "I am most happy to call you an old dog!"

The smile on the fourth elder's face completely frozen on the corner of his mouth, and his brisk voice became cold: "I thought the Qing girl was a well-educated lady, but I didn't expect she was a city village woman with vulgar words!"

"Have you heard that it varies from person to person?" Yue Qingqing's eyes closed slightly, and there seemed to be a stream of light passing by incredible light in her eyes.

Her temperament is inherent. Even if anyone who is weak and can faint at this time, he may not dare to do anything easily.

The fourth elder's expression completely subsided, and the murderous intent in his eyes appeared and disappeared.
Chapter completed!