C132 floating in the air

"That's right!" Mu Tianling nodded in satisfaction, and brought Tang Mingyang to sit on the grass.

Lan Zuoyi watched Mu Tianling gently pat Tang Mingyang who was leaning on his leg, and an illusion appeared in his eyes. The current Mu Tianling was like a gentle mother under the starry sky, pacifying her own treasure.

Waving his head, Lan Zuoyi rubbed his eyes and returned to his original state. He sighed in his heart, not knowing what had happened to him.

Why did he always feel that Mu Tianling was a girl when he saw her gentleness?

Mu Tianling is obviously a man, could it be that I have really fallen for a man?

Lan Zuoyi's entire body shivered. It was hard to imagine that he was actually addicted to having his sleeves cut off.

In the morning, Mu Tianling and Lan Zuoyi put on their capes and hats and prepared to leave.

The Soup Mushroom had no way to repay them, and could only give some of the things she had planted in her field to Mu Tianling and the others.

Mu Tianling and Lan Zuoyi helped them get rid of the robbers, taught their own son a lesson, and gave Tang Mingyang another superdivine beast. They almost thought of Mu Tianling as a god.

Although Tang Mingyang was reluctant to part with Mu Tianling and the others, his master was right, men should be independent, they shouldn't always rely on others, and he had his mother to protect him. Once he had the ability, no one could hurt himself and his mother.

And Tang Mingyang swore to be the same as Mu Tianling, to become a hero of his generation.

Of course, Mu Tianling didn't know about all these, she had already left Tang Mingyang's line of sight with Lan Zuoyi.

They were afraid that they would encounter something similar to Tang Mingyang, where they would fly instead of flying.

The two of them landed on a city at the edge of Xuanyuan Empire.

"Sigh, big brother's gift is gone. I found it with great difficulty!" Mu Tianling sighed a little dejectedly.

Lan Zuoyi laughed, and said with disdain, "What do you mean finally, you frightened that Winged Lion, and even said it with such difficulty, if Senior Zhu Meng and the others heard your words, they would have definitely vomited blood!"

Mu Tianling turned her head and glared at Lan Zuoyi, and said, "Spitting blood to your death, I think you should just spit it out!"

"Hahaha …" "Of course not!" Lan Zuoyi laughed as he walked with his hands behind his head.

The two of them had nothing to do, and were strolling on the roads of the city.

Suddenly, a lecherous hand touched onto the back of Mu Tianling, who shouted, "Ah!"

Lan Zuoyi turned his head to look at a red-clothed youth that was floating with a long red headband tied to his head and his long hair fluttering in the air, and asked Mu Tianling weirdly, why did he suddenly yell out, "Tian Ling, what happened to you? Why did you call out? "

Mu Tianling did not know what was happening either. Even if there were a lot of people on the streets, they would still be able to stumble and stumble upon each other. His butt was so heavy that it had been pinched.

Mu Tianling glared at the teenager in front of him. He looked to be around twenty-four or twenty-five, but why was this person rubbing his butt?

Thinking about it, Mu Tianling's face turned slightly red, and she punched the youth's eyes.

"AHH!" The youth emitted a shrill cry as he tumbled a few rounds.

After rolling away from the few people, they saw that the red-clothed youth was rolling like a ball, smashing into the stalls and knocking over all of them.