This is probably the most embarrassing time in Young Master Mo Li's life. Unexpectedly, Mo Li, who has super cleanliness disease, would stand in front of her so desperately.

Although this is not the first time, Yue Qingqing's heart still feels warm.

From the beginning of her arrival, she has never been fighting alone.

At this time, abnormal fluctuations came from the front.

Yue raised her head gently and saw a few soul-devouring insects flying towards her. It seemed that she wanted to enter Mo Li's body.

Her eyes suddenly became cold. With a wave of her finger, the fire lotus instantly wrapped around the soul-devouring insects and burned them to ashes.

She put Mo Li flat on the ground, bounced her fingers, and a stream of energy fell on the fainting Feng Qingyi.

The person who was originally lying on the ground sat up in an instant, blinked his eyes for a moment, and then burst into a shocking cry of pain: "Ah! It hurts so much!"

Is this a reflex nerve too long?

Yue Qingyi couldn't help but twitched a few times, and said, "Feng Qingyi, get over here without stopping! If you still want to get married and have children!"

Feng Qingyi's cry of pain came to an abrupt end, and then he immediately lay back on the ground and rolled towards the direction where Yue Qingqing was.

At the same time, he muttered: "My uncle, don't scratch my little JJ just by itching. My little master, I'm just when I'm full of energy and I can't control my reaction! If I accidentally find out by my uncle, we both will be finished! Although your purpose of catching my little master is to castrate me..."

The moon gently felt the dark clouds pressing against the sky and thunder rolling.

Where does this come from the divine logic?

Feng Qingyi had already rolled to her feet, hugged her calves, and looked at her: "My uncle, I have already rolled over. What do you want to do? Is it convenient for you to lie down like this?"

Feng Qingyi said, lying on the ground in a large shape, looking at death with his face.

"My uncle, I'm ready. You can do whatever you want. I'll never resist!"

Yue couldn't help but press her temples gently.

No matter how tense the atmosphere is, it will disappear once this guy is mixed up.

When will Feng Qingyi have some sense of crisis?

"You go and take care of Mo Li!" Yue said softly, taking out a glass bottle containing colorful liquid from the storage ring and put it in his hand: "If there is any danger, drink this!"

Feng Qingyi suddenly jumped up, shaking the glass bottle in his hand, his eyes full of doubt.

So warm!

Why is this little bottle so warm!

The next moment, an infinite light appeared in his eyes: "My uncle, is this the yang magic medicine you have refined?"

Yue Qing twitched a few times, and her fingers hiding under her sleeves slowly clenched.

I really want to knock him out!

Feng Qingyi felt her breath change and immediately covered her mouth with both hands, blinking her eyes and constantly shook her head.

"Don't worry, my uncle, I will never spread the news that my uncle is not good!"

He blinked hard, expressing his thoughts.

If Yue Qingqing received the words he conveyed, she would definitely punch him.

But now, she mistakenly thought that Feng Qingyi's action meant "He will never speak again."

The ears finally became quiet, and Yue took a few deep breaths.
Chapter completed!