The little beast brought the summoned beast behind him to the wall, poked Mo Lingfeng's arm and said, "Please let go of my little dragon!"

Mo Lingfeng ignored it, who is your little dragon? She is my little Binger.

"Please lend me your Xiao Binger!"

The little beast changed his words very tactfully. Mo Lingfeng let go of his hand. This sentence made him feel much more happy, so I will lend it to you for a while.

The little beast coughed a few times, pointed to the person who was nesting in Mo Lingfeng's arms like a shy wife and said, "She is Amber Binglong, and people in the martial arts world are called Mo Bing. From now on, she will be your boss!"

The summoned beasts all lowered their heads and snarled respectfully.

The little beast nodded with satisfaction and led them to Jun Qianxi: "She is the big sister of the little beast, and she will be your master from now on!"

The difference between the boss and the master is very big. Logically speaking, those summoned beasts have been enslaved and they should have some resistance in their hearts.

But under the clear eyes of the little beasts, they all hung their proud heads one after another, and crawled on the ground with a whine.

Jun Qianxi's mind moved. She stepped forward and touched the head of the lion whose hair had been caught by the little beast, and smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, we are friends!"

"Are you finished speaking?"

He lowered his grim voice from Young Master Ling came. Only a few seventh-level masters died in the eight major families, and he had no feeling in his heart.

His anger came entirely from the annoyance he was trapped by being trapped in the dragon formation and his jealousy towards Duanmu Ming!

He thought he was the most handsome man in the world, but Duanmu Ming's demonic appearance surpassed him.

He thought he was the most talented man on the Emperor Continent, but Duanmu Ming escaped under his hands, and after a palm was matched, he still had no choice but to win or lose.

With these two things alone, he had a murderous intent on Duanmu Ming.

With a wave of his sleeves, a powerful attack landed on the city wall.

With a loud "boom", the gravels flew. He floated into the air and rolled the gravels and threw them hard. The gravels suddenly turned into sharp weapons and flew towards the people on the city wall.

Sudden screams sounded, and those who stood on the city wall waiting for the attack order were pierced by the stones.

Situ Qianqian immediately protected Jun Qianxi and took her back to hide. Mo Lingfeng saw that the situation had changed, and under the gesture of Jun Qianxi's eyes, everyone immediately asked to retreat.

Young Master Ling turned a blind eye to the wailing people below, and his eyes stopped on Situ Qianqian for a moment: "Qian'er, do you want me to report what happened today to the palace master truthfully?"

Situ Qianqian's body stiffened for a moment, but soon she recovered as before: "If you really want to report, then you can report it!"

Jun Qianxi noticed that her five fingers were shrinking, obviously because of her nervousness.

"Mother, your mission this time is to open the underground fairy palace, right? I'll help you!"

Situ Qianqian's expression stagnated, and after a moment, he shook his head: "Xi'er, do you still remember the Tomb of the Gods? If Su Mei'er hadn't absorbed the cold and cold energy in advance that time, your tendons and veins would probably not be able to bear it! Although I don't know where the underground Immortal Palace is, since it is related to those stone tablets, I must not be able to escape from the cold and cold energy. I'm afraid of you..."
Chapter completed!