Blood spurted out of Mo Tianqiu's mouth and he fell to the ground.

"Mo Tianchou, if you get under my crotch today, grandpa, maybe I can pity you and let you leave the Tianjian Sect alive!" Zhao Bao walked up to Mo Tianchou, spread his legs, and looked cold.

road.

Now that he is still in the sect, no matter how angry he is, Zhao Bao would not dare to kill him, otherwise, Zhao Kang would not be able to protect him!

However, the lost face must be regained.

"Zhao Bao!" Mo Tianchou suddenly raised his head, an icy cold light flashed in his eyes.

Zhao Bao narrowed his eyes and shouted, "Drill, you go! If you don't drill, you die!"

Photographed behind Zhao Kang, no one dared to step forward to stop Zhao Kang, and no one dared to make a sound.

Suddenly, a beautiful figure walked slowly not far away, and the eyes of the disciples around them lit up, "It's Senior Sister Ji Wuqing!"

The eyes of all the male disciples were full of passion, naked covet and admiration, but they did not dare to look at Ji Wuqing openly, otherwise, the end would be extremely bleak!

The most beautiful fairy in the Tianjian Sect is a being that no man is allowed to approach. With her cold shell, even before she gets close, you can feel the coldness that keeps her away for thousands of miles.

"Qingwu." Mo Tianqiu's voice was hoarse, but strong. When Zhao Bao heard Mo Tianqiu's voice, he glanced at Mo Tianqiu coldly, and faced Ji Qingqiu with his hands behind his back.

"If you dare to attack him, today next year will be your death anniversary!" Ji Wuqing's cold voice came out.

"Junior Sister Wuqing was joking." Zhao Bao stretched out his hands and greeted him with a smile. He was completely different from the cold villain before.

Ji Wuwu ignored Zhao Bao's smiling face, her expression remained indifferent. Looking past Zhao Bao, Ji Wuwu came to Mo Tianqiu's side. Although there was sigh and regret in her heart, there was nothing but indifference in her beautiful eyes.

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"I'll take you out." Although Ji Wuqing's tone was cold, his voice was as beautiful as the sound of nature.

Mo Tianchou nodded, stood up and glanced at Zhao Bao calmly, "When I come back, you have to clean up so that you can leave with dignity."

"Haha." Zhao Bao smiled coldly and did not reply, "A dying man dares to speak nonsense."

Mo Tianchou turned around and left. His declining figure was a pity. Ji Wuwu looked at Mo Tianchou's back and paced to follow him. The stubborn figure from back then could not help but appear in front of his eyes. He was so fragile but he carried her back from the mountains to the Heavenly Sword.

Among the clan.

Without Mo Tianchou, there would be no Ji Wuqing today.

Arriving at the foot of Tianjian Sect Mountain, Mo Tianchou gently patted the dust that came down the road and said, "I'm leaving."

Ji Qingqing nodded slightly and said nothing.

In the Xuanjian Pavilion of the Tianjian Sect, the head looked at Mo Feijiang's spiritual tablet and said slowly: "Junior brother, this is the only way I can do this."
Chapter completed!