"Okay, but don't think about it for too long." He immediately stopped making noise, and then kissed her hard on the face, "Xiao Xi'er has worked hard, I want to express my condolences first."

Just when she was about to have an attack, he grabbed her waist and quickly moved forward.

Soon, they saw Qiuqiu hovering in front of them.

Duan Muming stopped when he was a short distance away: "Xi'er, is there something wrong with the broken ball?"

Jun Qianxi stretched out her hand and the ball fell into the palm of her hand.

There was a blue water line connecting the two small balls, which were constantly rising and falling in front of her eyes, as if they were competing to talk.

Duan Muming didn't understand. He stared at the two glass balls, wishing he could just slap them to death.

How dare you compete with him for attention.

A slight smile appeared on Jun Qianxi's lips, and she reached out and touched the ball.

Feeling the burning gaze from the side, she froze.

Sure enough, that handsome face came over and said, "Xi'er, touch me!"

The corner of Jun Qianxi's mouth twitched, but she still touched his face because she had learned from the past.

"Does it feel better than those two broken balls?"

“Smooth, delicate and elastic, not bad!”

Hearing her praise, his eyes widened as he smiled.

Jun Qianxi really didn't understand, what on earth was he comparing with the two elves?

She pointed forward and said: "There is a powerful elf summoned beast there, and Qiuqiu is often bullied by it..."

"Don't worry, Xi'er, leave it to me."

Before she could finish her words, Duan Muming stepped out directly.

Before he went out, he glanced at Qiuqiu without leaving any trace.

Qiuqiu, who was lying there peacefully, immediately straightened up and trembled with fear.

Jun Qianxi did not notice the meeting between them.

She stared straight ahead without blinking, wondering how to subdue the elf summoned beast.

He was wearing a purple gown with black patterns embroidered on the hem. When his figure stopped, he was immediately surrounded by a circle of fire.

Under the illumination of the fire, his fair face was illuminated by a layer of golden light.

The fire around him was rising higher and higher, as if it was going to swallow him alive.

Duan Muming always stood with his hands behind his hands, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he let the fire ring run wild with a hint of irony.

Soon, the ring of fire rushed up to his shoulders.

This elf summoned beast is obviously much more powerful than Qiuqiu, but Duanmu Ming can handle it. Judging from the relaxed look on his face, it should be no problem.

Seeing this situation, Jun Qianxi couldn't help clenching her fists.

At this time, the fire surged fiercely again, directly swallowing Duanmu Ming.

"Damn it!" Jun Qianxi tiptoed and rushed over quickly.

But as soon as she got close, she was bounced away by the rings of fire.

"If you hurt my Xi'er, I'll kill you!"

A cold voice came from within the fire ring.

However, he saw that the fire that originally enveloped him began to slowly melt away, and soon, Duanmu Ming's figure reappeared.

He pursed his lips tightly, his eyes full of horror.

His eighth-level spiritual pressure was completely released, and the fire that originally shot into the sky was instantly suppressed by him.

Immediately afterwards, something like a ring fell from the air, rolled several times on the ground and stopped at the soles of Jun Qianxi's feet.

There is still a trace of red light shining on it, but it seems to be extinguished at any time.
Chapter completed!