He conveyed the message with a gentle force - it's okay, he didn't care.

The fog's whole body froze.

At this moment, Mo Yi was about to withdraw his hand. After he noticed it, he quickly stretched out his hand and tightly grabbed Mo Yi's finger-

Mo Yi was stunned, a little confused.

...Ah? What is this to do?

Is his meaning not clear enough?

However, it is too much to break free at this time, and others can't see it... just hold it if you want.

Anyway, there will be no shortage of meat.

Mo Yi relaxed the muscles of his hands and let the mist clasp his fingers.

The player talked in a long time, and looked up and found that Mo Yi was still wandering around the sky. He seemed to not take him seriously at all. He couldn't help but feel angry.

He rushed forward, his fingers clenched into a fist, and was about to swing them down.

——Suddenly, a very cold and extremely cold feeling suddenly came without warning, invading all his senses, as if he was standing naked in the snow and ice, or as if he had sunk deeply into the bottom of the ocean, suffocating and frightened.

It seemed like some giant beast was targeted.

A cold and deep sense of danger enveloped him, causing his hair to stand up and his teeth to fight. His raised fists couldn't help but stop in the air and could not move.

And the others around them were unaware of anything.

Seeing that his movements became more and more extraordinary, Yu Ran frowned without any trace, stepped forward, and stood between Mo Yi and the player.

She said:

"According to the urinary nature of the copy, even without Mo Yi, the mask will roll down. If you want to live longer, you must learn to be less jealous of the virtuous and jealous of the talents."

The cold and dangerous feeling came and went quickly, and Yu Ran disappeared without a trace after he finished speaking.

The player's clothes were almost soaked in cold sweat, and the lost reason was eroded by anger.

Even though Yu Ran was ridiculed by the gun and rod, he did not dare to refute it. He just withdrew his hand in shame, then mumbled and cursed a few times, and returned to his previous position.

The fog stared at him coldly, his dark gray eyes glowing inorganic colors, and the cold side lines were tight.

He withdrew his gaze and lowered his eyes coldly.

Immediately afterwards, he carefully adjusted his finger movements and changed to the way he crossed his fingers while Mo Yi was not paying attention.

Wu glanced at Mo Yi secretly, and saw that he had no reaction, then quickly turned his gaze and looked straight ahead with a straight face.
Chapter completed!