"Didn't you say you have to rely on your own strength? What a joke!" Xia Houyu's face was gloomy and he directly blocked the silver thunder-attribute spiritual power in front of him.
Everyone has a consensus on who destroyed Qingyun Seal, and it was not the stinky girl from the Mo family in front of us!
Mo Qingluo turned his hands slightly and shrugged indifferently, "Well, I'm still the one to deal with you."
Xia Houyu gritted his teeth and said, "Mo Qingluo, you know that's not what I'm talking about."
Mo Qingluo slowly stepped forward, only a few steps away from Xia Houyu, "If you're not talking about this, then what are you talking about?"
The cold voice was full of pure questions, even mixed with a hint of ignorance of worldly affairs.
If he didn't know the previous situation, he would probably think that Mo Qingluo didn't know anything.
The stinky girl in front of him was really many times more difficult to deal with than he imagined.
Xia Houyu narrowed his eyes slightly, the silver spiritual power around his body was slowly rotating, and the eyes he looked at Mo Qingluo were full of darkness.
"Mo Qingluo, regarding Qingyun Xi, I will come to you sooner or later to settle the account. Don't be too proud."
Mo Qingluo tilted his head slightly, the blue spiritual power in his hand flashed in front of him in an instant, and his cold voice was devoid of any emotion.
"Why do you have to do it sooner or later? You can do it now."
As soon as he finished speaking, the blue fire spirit power rushed directly towards Xia Houyu.
Xia Houyu hurriedly dodged backwards, and the thunder-attributed light curtain that he had prepared blocked him in an instant, "Mo Qingluo, if it's just you and me, you will die in an ugly way."
As long as that man doesn't interfere, he is absolutely sure to kill this arrogant little girl!
However, Mo Qingluo turned over in the air and rushed forward even faster with the blue spiritual power in his hand.
He talks so much nonsense every time he starts a fight. Is this old man just too talkative?
Luo Zhongjue, who was on the eighth jade staircase, could only raise his lips and smile. Even without him, this old man would have failed miserably.
His Arrow has this strength.
"Sister Linglan, is Miss Mo in danger?" Ying Zishan stepped forward slowly, leaned close to Wei Linglan's ear, and said softly.
After hearing this, Wei Linglan slowly turned around and looked at Ying Zishan with a half-smile, "You don't hate her?"
Appearance is undoubtedly very important to a woman, even if she is a spiritual master.
Otherwise, everyone would not be so surprised when they saw Mo Qingluo and the man beside her.
The person who ruined Ying Zishan's appearance was Mo Qingluo from Tubei College.
How could a proud person like Ying Zishan worry about Mo Qingluo, her enemy?
As if knowing what Wei Linglan was thinking, Ying Zishan lowered her head slightly and said softly, "I just don't want to owe her any favors."
Hearing this, Wei Linglan nodded clearly. Mo Qingluo was obviously merciful towards Ying Zishan before, and now it is natural for Ying Zishan to want to help.
"Then..." Ying Zishan saw Wei Linglan's reaction, her eyes filled with hope.
But I heard Wei Linglan say slowly: "If you want to return this favor, there will be many opportunities in the future, but it is not suitable now."
"Why?" Ying Zishan clenched her right hand, her tone full of urgency.
Wei Linglan just lightly patted Ying Zishan on the shoulder, "Don't say whether we can climb the jade stairs in a short time, even if we do, what do you want the people of Tubei College to think?"