Yue Qingqing's expression was extremely cold.

Even if there is a deep abyss ahead, she will definitely move forward.

She lightened and then followed.

She thought Jimo might go to the temple where the orc guardian god was, but he went to the location where the Shenjian Tower was.

There was no ambush, only Jimo.

"Digging your own grave?" Yue asked in a cold and gentle voice.

"Miss Qing, do you dare to come down?" Jimo's face was a little pale, but his expression was as calm as ever, even though the things he had planned before were not successful.

"I'll come down!" Yue said lightly, then flashed to him, slapped him on the face with a palm, and slapped him away.

Jimo's body hit the gate of the Shenjian Tower, his face pressed against the door, and he vomited a few mouthfuls of blood.

The God's Pagoda is lit up.

Jimo just supported himself when Yue's light attack arrived again.

The moon blade rotated rapidly in her palm, and blood was splattering on Jimo's back. All of this blood fell on the Divine Arch Tower, and the light of the Divine Arch Tower became stronger and stronger.

Did he kill his life with a dagger?

Yue Qingqing didn't feel relieved at all. She took back her dagger and turned to use her fist, landing on Jimo one after another.

In just half a cup of tea, Jimo's whole body was smashed by Yue's gentle fist.

The bones were all broken into pieces and pierced into his internal organs, and blood kept spewing out of his mouth.

Yue gently felt that the blood in his body was about to flow out.

The Divine Mirror Tower suddenly shook, and the ground was constantly trembling.

She subconsciously stopped her fist.

Jimo's body slid down from the door, turned around with all his strength, and looked at Yue and chuckled softly.

"Girl...you're still trapped!"

Yue raised her eyebrows lightly and suddenly felt a familiar aura approaching.

"Look!"

Yue gently looked along her gaze, her pupils shrank.

"Little chrysanthemum!"

Jimo laughed out loud, "Is this little chrysanthemum? This name is really not compatible with its identity."

What is Xiao Juhua’s identity?

Under the light gaze of the moon, the little chrysanthemum had transformed into its original appearance and rushed into the divine arcade tower.

The Divine Pagoda, which was originally shaking and roaring, suddenly became quiet.

Several figures fell from the air.

Yue gently opened her hand, released her mysterious power, and caught the person falling from mid-air.

It is the one who is in the middle of Qingchen.

After the little chrysanthemum entered the Divine Pagoda, it was thrown down.

"Xuanbao, where is your father?" Yue Qingqing had not seen Duanmu Chen for a long time, and a sensation appeared in her eyes.

Xuanbao, who was lying in her arms, shook his head hard, "Mom, Xuanbao doesn't know! Xuanbao was talking to his father, but Xiao Juju suddenly became irritable. Dad was chasing him behind..."

"Your Highness Chen, he was dragged!" Jimo grinned, with blood stained at the corners of his mouth.

The blood is a bit weird.

Yue Qingqing had sharp eyes and found a blood-stained glass bottle beside him.

"Oh! Is the light girl going to have some healing sacred items stored before?"

Yue Qingqing's eyes showed murderous intent: "Who has dragged Duanmu Chen to death?"

"A formation!" Jimo had no intention of keeping him in hiding. He just spread his plan in front of Yue Qingqing.

Then I look forward to Yue's gentle reaction.

This is the most fulfilling thing.

The mother and son looked at each other and understood each other's meaning without verbal communication.
Chapter completed!