Situ Mo only felt that the person in front of him was very familiar. He still couldn't cover her face across the veil. He didn't recognize him until the moment he landed.

The corners of his mouth flashed a radian, with half a touch of missing in his eyes, "Chen Mo mo."

The latter stared at situ Mo for a long time. A pair of beautiful eyes never left and were obsessed with thousands of things. Obviously, she recognized it.

"Hum, elders, what if someone wants to bully our natural gate?" Chen Mo Mo drank softly.

"There is no amnesty for killing!"

"OK, chop this bunch of sundries for me."

The saint ordered the two sides to fight for a time.

Hum, if I didn't want to see my brother-in-law more, my aunt would be too lazy to talk so much.

Seeing the latter's indifferent face, Chen Momo was disappointed and whispered, "no, I forgot that I was veiled. My brother-in-law didn't recognize me."

"Well, it's possible."

"Hello! Brother in law, cough, no, that handsome boy, come out and fight with me. " Chen Momo points out his surname and asks situ Mo to fight her.

Chen Mo Mo is still the same, and his naughty nature remains the same.

Suddenly he noticed that there was a beautiful woman beside situ Mo, and he was very angry.

My brother-in-law is worthy of being my brother-in-law. It's only half a year. There are more beautiful women around me. Is it a junior three? No, the junior three has a big generation.

Plus sister Menghan and her sisters, I'm in the seventh row. She can only be in the eighth row. I can't say it's the ninth.

No, you must ask this woman what she has to do with her brother-in-law later.

Seeing Chen Momo's fierce sword pointing at situ Mo, no one dared to fight. The strength of Wutong is nothing.

But if you hurt her, you can only say goodbye to the world.

These people would rather choose a peak of Emperor Wu and be seriously injured than fight with Chen Momo.

After all, her identity is a saint. Those old and immortal people are extremely protective of their weaknesses. Obviously, no one is willing to do their own things ahead of time.

"Xiaoxiao, hide behind me when you are in danger later. I will protect you." Zhao Xing said to Liu Xiaoxiao.

"No, I don't need your hospitality with brother situ." Liu Xiaoxiao refused directly, without leaving a trace of affection.

Zhao Xingmei blinked cold light in her eyes and winked at the Zhao family. The meaning was very simple. After a conflict with these people later, she tripped situ mo.

It should be a lesson for him.

"Are all the people of your three aristocratic families grandchildren? Why are you so naughty? " Chen Mo Mo said that he had come to situ Mo and tangled with him.

The shadow sword is bright and empty, as if it had only a handle but no body.

It seems that there are many opportunities, but in fact it is tangible and has no power.

Situ Mo had a smile on his face. He hadn't seen him for a long time. Chen Momo was still as naughty as before.

Situ Mo also cooperated with her to sing the double reed.

The two figures jumped in mid air, chasing each other, regardless of up and down, and no one could do anything.

Liu Xiaoxiao clenched his fists and wanted to help situ mo.

"Brother situ, let me help you."

Situ Mo quickly refused, "no, I'm the only one who can subdue this witch."

Hearing this, Chen Mo Mo under the veil couldn't help laughing, "hum, there's no way to subdue me."

"The place here is too small to play. You have the ability to fight with me in the woods."

"Witch, I have to accept you today."

Situ Mo looked serious and awe inspiring, for the sake of all the people in the world.

Liu Xiaoxiao was anxious, but she had nothing to do. Her strength was not even Wutong, so she couldn't help.

In contrast, Chen Momo, although she is only in the realm of Wutong, she has a shadow sword in her hand, which greatly increases her strength and has the ability to fight against the peak of Wuhuang.

In the final analysis, it's still situ Mo's small fight and show mercy, otherwise it will be one move to defeat the enemy?

Chen Mo Mo retreated back, his body flashed and swept away into the depths of the woods.

The elder of tianshengmen shouted anxiously, "saint, be careful of fraud."

"It doesn't matter. With this son's strength, you can't hurt me. You're holding down the people of the three aristocratic families. I'll kill this man alone."

"If I let the people of the three aristocratic families free up their hands, I will be in danger. When I go back, the master will punish me severely."

Of course, there are only martial saints who can be saints, and they are not ordinary martial saints.

The reason why there are so many Wudi experts in Tiansheng sect is that in addition to their own cultivation, there are also some other strange people and talents who are wandering in the tianwu world.

They have no background. If they don't stop these guys, they'll have a hard time in the future.

After hearing this, dozens of Wudi masters looked serious. "Don't worry, saint. We won't let them cross half a step. You can kill the boy."

Saints naturally have body protection magic weapons and so on. When I think about this, I try my best to deal with it.

Situ Mo fought with the saint and chased into the dense forest.

A touch of cruelty flashed across Zhao Xing's face.

"Boy, if you offend me, I'll make you go."

Immediately, he retired with several Wudi experts and followed him to the woods.

In the dense forest.

Situ Mo felt it and there was no one around.

At this time, Chen Mo in front suddenly turned back and gently took off his veil. His delicate melon seed face and slightly reddish lips looked like a touch of red rising from the East.

It's as warm as jade, and there's half a person on the smiling cheek.

It's funny, funny and missing.

Today's Chen Momo is really good-looking. She is dressed in ancient clothes and wins the snow. She is like a temporary fairy. Perhaps it is because her strength is getting higher and higher. Now she has a unique high and cold temperament.

"Brother in law!" As soon as he came up, he hugged situ mo.

"I miss you so much."

Chen Mo Mo hugged tightly like an octopus.

Separated for so long, still the same as before, there is no change.

"Let go quickly. When the people of tianshengmen see it, they will shout to fight and kill again, saying that I turned away their saint and waited to be chased all over the world."

"Hum, those old and immortal people are very broad. But Mo Mo doesn't care. I can do whatever I like. "

"Besides, see it." As soon as Chen Mo's eyes turned, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes were slightly red, his toes were light, and kissed situ Mo's lips.

Situ Mo just wanted to say something. He was surrounded by this sudden scene.

In the sun, in the grove, who would have thought that a generation of Tianjiao, a peerless saint, tianshengmen found a martial arts preacher for several generations and took the initiative to kiss an unknown young man.

Where is the ferocious appearance of high cold in half a minute on weekdays.

Forced kiss again!

"What are you doing? Get off me." Situ Mo stared and scolded.

"Why are you so fierce? I haven't seen you for a long time. I miss you a little."