Allure Summoner

Mu Changqing's face darkened slightly. For hundreds of years, no one dared to point to his nose to shut him up.

"I won? So easy? Sorry, I haven't had enough fun yet!"

Jun Qianxi picked up the whip again and lashed Mu Luoying several times before turning to another target.

At this time, the hair of the people on the ground was messy, their bodies were covered with bloodstains, and they were lying on the ground dying with pale faces.

Perhaps it was because Jun Qianxi was really exerting too much force, she still twitched after stopping.

After this period of breathing, Su Meier's complexion has become much better.

But when she saw Jun Qianxi approaching, she climbed up with her pale hands, trying to get a little distance away.

Mu Luoying was in such a miserable state, that scream pierced into her ears like a lullaby!

Jun Qianxi stopped and looked at her with a sneer: "Aunt Meier, aren't you going to tear my mouth apart? Come on!"

"You, don't be too arrogant! When I can use my spiritual power, I, I..."

Su Meier was so frightened that she couldn't utter a complete sentence.

"That's right, I forgot if you didn't tell me! I'm actually torturing a peak seventh-order master and an eighth-order peak master now! It gives me a sense of accomplishment, what should I do?"

"Little Xi'er, don't be proud!" Duanmuming couldn't help chuckling, and his Xi'er started to be mischievous again.

Jun Qianxi smiled, and she pointed to Mu Changqing: "Just let me have a taste of torturing an elder who protects the country! Mu Changqing, do you dare to fight without spiritual power?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the surroundings became so quiet that even the sound of breathing was so clear.

She was wearing black clothes, and her hair, which was originally tied up, was scattered behind her because of the repeated movements.

Holding a silver whip in her hand, she pointed at Mu Changqing who was sitting in the middle, and the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked. The half-smile expression made it easy for everyone to read the irony.

Mu Changqing clasped his hands tightly. He is a master at the peak of the ninth rank, but he was provoked by an ant who couldn't cultivate spiritual power!

There was a cloud of anger in his heart, and this anger was gradually burning his reason.

"Don't dare? Forget it! I'll still abuse the peak of the eighth step. Brother Ming said, you can't be proud, let alone be high-profile!"

She said, touched her nose and turned around.

Everyone is silent, is she still low-key in this way?

Duanmuming leaned lazily on the back of the chair, staring at the petite person not far away, his gaze became softer and softer, wishing to wrap her deeply in it with his tenderness.

"My Xi'er has a noble character that no one in the world can match!"

His words seemed to be a call, and Mo Lingfeng on the side immediately shouted: "Sister-in-law has a noble character!"

"Sister-in-law has a noble character!"

All the juniors of the Lingshan faction shouted, and they looked at the people in the field with admiration.

Their family's sister-in-law, even the elder Huguo provoked at will, it's really awesome!

The corner of Jun Qianxi's mouth curled slightly, and she walked towards Su Mei'er, who looked down at her with a silver whip in her hand, like a king.

"Auntie Mei'er, I've always been a fair person. No matter how much Auntie Ying has suffered, you will never be less! Remember to thank me!"

After she finished speaking, she raised the whip without hesitation.

The woman's screams sounded again.

Soon, she will enter a different time and space, and the fact that she can cultivate spiritual power must not be hidden for long.

Now that you want to expose your strength, you have to expose it in a high-profile way.