He did not conduct voice transmission and secret because voice transmission and secret are under the spiritual consciousness of masters of this level, and instead makes them pay more attention than simply speaking.

It was like a fruit girl who had taken off her clothes standing in front of these masters, without any slightest**tight.

Instead, he speaks normally, and his voice is mixed in a murmur, so he will not be so careful about the other party.

After all, how could Pengniao care about the whispers of the bugs?

"Master Si Mie Praise." Gong Moxi smiled lightly, raised his hand and waved his holy light shone everywhere.

Then the people who were pressed to the point of being suppressed under the pressure of the Red Man, who were pressed down to shortness of breath, returned to the water like a dehydrated fish, gasping for breath, and looking at Gong Moxi with gratitude.

"Master Uncle Si, don't be stern. Look, it's scary!" Suddenly, a crisp sound like a lark sounded in the sky.

A pretty and lively woman poked her head out from the back of the cardinal, reached out and pulled his sleeve like a little girl.

She had a green gauze skirt with a stream of light flashing on it, bringing out a light belt like clouds and fog, like a fairy.

However, the green agility that belongs to the girl was like a girl next door, leaving no trace of affection in everyone's hearts.

It is both close and pitiful and unattainable.

When the girl pulled her sleeves like this, the face of the solemn Red Man Si slowly softened a little, and he rubbed the girl's head with his big hands.

"Okay, it's all Yi Ling'er."

The girl immediately smiled and bent her eyes, with joy on her face that she was ignorant of the world, and flew down directly in front of Gong Moxi, "Brother Mo, long time no see."

When Gong Moxi saw him, the smile on his face seemed to be a little warmer, and still had a hint of distant politeness. However, compared to the seemingly closeness to others, it was more humane, "Well, long time no see."

"Spirit...below." Qiu Chuchu, the elders of Sifang Pavilion and others exclaimed in surprise when they saw the girl.

Fu Ling'er then looked at them, and there was a little doubt in her lively and pretty eyes, "Do you know me? Who are you?"

"We are from Sifang Pavilion in the Nanming Realm Branch of Sifang City, and are affiliated forces under Sifang City." Qiu Chuchu was full of excitement, "We all know the token on your waist!"

Fu Ling'er looked at the specially made token on her waist, and a smile appeared on her face, "It turns out that you are all from Sifang Pavilion.

Hello, it’s very hard to manage the Nanming Realm for Sifang City?”

"No, no, no, no, no," Qiu Chuchu and his members shook their heads quickly.

Yun Qingyan's eyes flashed, his eyes were extremely dark, and there was a little more scrutiny in his eyes when he looked at Fu Ling'er.

The...heir of Sifang City?

"Ling'er, why are you running so fast? I can't catch up with you with this old bone."

The son of the Red Clothes caught up and complained.

"It's been a long time since I saw Brother Mo. Ling'er is so excited." Fu Ling'er stuck out her tongue, looking very pretty, and looked at Gong Moxi with great angriness. "Brother Mo hasn't been staying in Shengyuan Da 6 these years, and often runs to Tianyuan Da 6.

Is there any beauty that attracts you in this Tianyuan 6?"

Gong Moxi smiled, "Yes."

This sentence immediately frightened Fu Ling'er and the Red-clothed Master Si.

Fu Ling'er was just a joke, but she didn't expect Gong Moxi to answer so simply.

"Haha, in Shengyuan 6, I don't know how many girls are going to hurt their hearts. Ling'er is really curious about what kind of beauty she is, and she can make Brother Mo look at him!"

Gong Moxi said meaningfully, "You will see it."
Chapter completed!