When the full-level boss picks up the zero-level petite bag

Chapter 69 Mr., your taste is so sweet (17)

Jing Mo opened his fingers, an invisible force grabbed the elder's neck, and an indifferent and calm voice slowly flowed out: "Forbidden land? I, can't go?"

"Ah! Go, come! Please... Lord, let me go." The cold blood spit out from his mouth, and the elder trembled all over, begging.

Good to know each other early.

Jing Mo ignored him indifferently, threw him on the stone wall beside him, and walked towards Xueyuan with Nan Xing's hand.

"Sir." The little blood race followed behind him and quickened his pace.

"Feel scared? Am I cruel?" Jing Mo didn't stop, just lowered his head and asked calmly.

Nan Xing lowered his head and thought for a while, and after a long time said, "Mr. is a good blood clan."

It was for her that the husband hit the elder and Farinmei, and he was not wrong.

Hearing this pale and feeble argument, Jing Mo was suddenly irritated and burst into laughter.

Everyone is right, so who is wrong?

He had never seen such a stupid little blood clan.

Xueyuan is a very terrifying place, full of various torture instruments, and there is a light torture specially designed for the blood clan.

Seeing Fei'eryi tied to the wooden frame, Nan Xing ran over immediately, "Mom!"

Fei Eryi slowly opened her eyes and saw Nan Xing's small clean and healthy face, and a hoarse voice came out from her throat: "Nan Xing, why are you here?"

"Mom, are you in pain? Nan Xing came to take mother away." Holding Fei Eryi's hand, Nan Xing's heart twitched when he saw the exposed wound.

"It doesn't hurt, you get out of here quickly, it's not safe." Fei Eryi continued in a hoarse voice.

Nan Xing tugged at the iron chain that locked Fei Eryi, and finally found that no matter how hard he tried, it was futile.

She is not a blood clan, and she does not have the power of a blood clan. Looking at the suffering Fei'eryi, she can only stand on the side and watch helplessly.

At that moment, she suddenly felt that the elders were bad.

Mingming had promised to let her mother go as long as she left, but now...

"Sir..." She turned her head and finally remembered Jing Mo who was with her.

She looked at each other with lustrous and clear eyes, and a look of anticipation on her clean and flawless face.

"Want to take your mother away?" Jing Mo raised his hand and touched her head.

"Sir, Nan Xing thought." The little human nodded obediently.

Jing Mo's palm moved, and the chain that locked Fei'eryi instantly opened.

Nan Xing hugged Fei Eryi, and for the first time felt that his mother was so thin that even she could easily carry it on her back.

"Nan Xing, this lord is..." Fei'eryi's eyes flashed with hope. If her daughter had support, her heart would feel much better.

"Mom, Mr. is a good blood clan!" Nan Xing made no secret of his intentions.

Jing Mo hooked his lips.

Although he has said good things countless times, it is still pleasant to hear now.

A dark purple light shaped like a hood turned into his palm, covering the mother and daughter, Jing Mo nodded in satisfaction, "Let's go.

to the door.

"Stop!" the elder shouted from behind.

Nan Xing stopped, Fei'eryi shivered and hugged Nan Xing's arm in fear.

Jing Mo snorted softly, turned around slowly, and held a cluster of flames in his hands, "Is there anything else?"

Seeing You Huo, the elder's anger instantly disappeared, and he respectfully said: "Sir, we have lost a treasure in the underground Xueyuan."

(End of this chapter)