Meng Fei got used to it

Chapter 639

Hearing the word "yaoqi", Yue Qingmo's heart skipped a beat twice, but she rushed over with her sword even more confidently, "You are paralyzed, you demon. When did labor and capital get your evil spirit again? You are just looking for trouble."

A few sword shadows passed by, but nothing happened to Qu Wuyi, instead, the third master cried out miserably, "Ah, Momo save me, this bastard national teacher is trying to overstep my rhythm."

"Miss Yue, don't be persistent anymore." Qu Wuyi said, and even accelerated the speed of controlling the crystal ball.

The Buddha seal rune danced around the third master, and his body spread out bit by bit.

"Ah..." The huge golden crow struggled vigorously in the net, screaming miserably, "Momo, run and leave me alone, you can't beat them."

Yue Qingmo was already so angry seeing the third master suffering, she was even more blown up when she saw that bitch Qu Wuxia smugly smiled, and couldn't help but cut a drop of blood on the fairy bead, "Qu Wuxin, stop first, what do you want?" Let's talk slowly."

Qu Wuyi looked at her flushed eyes, shook her head and sighed gently, "I, Qu Wuyi, am I a shameless person who would blackmail people with the weak, Miss Yue, I just want you to turn your back on it, and don't let my spiritual pet follow you." Do the same evil."

In order to prove that what he said was true, he actually concocted another formula to speed up the purification of the third master.

"..." He didn't threaten her, so what is he doing now?
Yue Qingmo was extremely disgusted, her arms were trembling as she clenched Hualuo, and she eagerly said to herself, "Master, please give me spiritual power, my third master is almost gone. Please, master, I After losing so many people, I can't lose him again, master, please..."

The fairy holy bead was hot from being held, trying hard to extract the spiritual power from it, but...

There was no movement at all.

It really won't work if one is missing.

Yue Qingmo watched the third master's soul evaporate little by little, almost crying in anxiety.

There is really no other way, she can only hold up the flower again, "Third Master, hold on."

"The son of luck of this generation?" At this moment, Zhong Lifeng's voice suddenly sounded in his mind, "The Heavenly Dao League actually found the son of luck of this generation?"

"What? He...he is the son of luck?" Yue Qingmo froze.

The term "Child of Destiny" is no stranger to her, and she has seen many of them in the practice world in her previous life.But this is a general term, referring to a certain blessed person in a certain era.

To put it simply, that is the protagonist of that era and even the world.

Regardless of his origin and qualifications, such people have one thing in common.The luck is so good that it belongs to lowering the head to meet the elixir and raising the head to pick up the exercises. Even the wild dog picked up by the side of the road is an ancient mythical beast. If you give a beggar a steamed bun, the beggar can instantly transform into an expert and give him a rare treasure.

And he will never die, his cultivation speed is extremely fast, and there is a huge halo of the protagonist on his head.

According to the routine, in the era and world with the son of luck, either be his little brother or be ruthlessly killed by him.

Qu Wuyi is now the son of the Heavenly Dao League, claiming to be ordered by the heavens, representing justice, that is to say... Yue Qingmo, as a villain, will have a miserable end.

Zhong Lifeng was also frightened by the shining golden light on his body, so he didn't dare to show his face, so he could only transmit the voice secretly into her mind, "This bastard is not only the child of luck, but also blessed by the power of heaven."

(End of this chapter)