The host of the female supporting role's counterattack must not be blackened

Chapter 166
Mo Jie, who was once again a trapeze man, was so wronged that he couldn't even say compliments?
Haven't you heard that Yuexian has a weird personality?
Just before landing on the ground, Mojie froze, because Yun Niannian was standing in front of him, with the spear in his hand resting on his neck.

That gun... seems to be a divine weapon, the soul-snatching gun...

It's killing me!
Brother, if I die, remember that I died for you!
Yun Niannian's face was as cold as ice, she looked at Mo Jie as if she was looking at a dead person, and said coldly: "I'll give you a chance, answer well, live, I'm not happy to hear that, die!"

Mo Jie nodded, "Ask, Da Neng!"

Yun Niannian: "How do you know my identity?"

Mojie: "Among the human race, the only one who can subdue me with coercion is Yuexian."

Yun Niannian: "What are you doing in Profound Sky Continent?"

Mojie: "...this..."

The point of the spear pierced the skin a few points, and the tendons froze instantly.

"Come... come and find something!"

Yun Niannian was impatient, "What are you looking for! Make it clear once, I don't want to ask again!"

Mojie gritted his teeth, and said, "Look for the Buddha lotus! My sister-in-law was backfired by the exercises when she was practicing, and the medicine stone has no effect, so she can only rely on the Buddha lotus to save her life!"

Yun Niannian: ...

Could it be that the peerless battle in the future will be for a woman?
No wonder the demon king is still clutching the Buddha lotus when he is dying...

Yun Niannian narrowed her eyes, "You are the younger brother of the devil!"

Mojie: The vest is off! !

Yun Niannian felt that it was necessary for her to go to the Demon Realm, so she should save the Demon Jie to lead the way.

Yun Niannian slowly retracted the spear, and asked casually, "I'm really well maintained, haven't changed for thousands, thousands, years?"

Mo Jie heaved a sigh of relief, and casually replied: "Yes, I saw you Daneng once when I was young, and it's no different from now...Da, Da Neng!!"

Mojie looked in horror at the artifact that was touching his neck again, and was so frightened that he broke out in sweat.

Yun Niannian said gloomyly: "Say it again!"

Mojie suddenly felt blessed, and quickly changed his words: "No, no, Da Neng, you heard me wrong. What I said was that I once saw Da Neng when I was young, and it was no different from now. At that time, I was already gray-haired..."

Yun Niannian: ...

Mo Jie made up for the omission: "I have practiced the magic skill of rejuvenating the old, haha, yes the magic skill!!"

Yun Niannian glanced at him, retracted the spear, "I can't tell, you are still a hero!"

Mo Jie let out a long breath, it's so dangerous, forcing people to lie, it's enough!
Yun Niannian put away her weapon and said lightly, "Let's go."

Mojie was overjoyed, "Thank you, Da Neng, for your mercy, I will bid farewell!"

After finishing speaking, Mojie wanted to fly away, but Yun Niannian grabbed him back.

The dazed Mojie complained, "Daneng, didn't you say let me go?"

Yun Niannian glanced at him disdainfully, "Did I tell you to go, I mean, you go with me."

Mo Jie backed away again and again, shaking his head and said: "We are not suitable for Da Neng, I... I can't eat young grass like an old cow!"

The veins on Yun Niannian's forehead popped up, and he grabbed Mo Jie's throat, and said sinisterly, "If you say another word, I will break your neck. Just because of your funny nature, I would be ashamed to have you as a follower." pain."

"I'm going to the Demon Realm, you lead the way."

As soon as the words came out, Mo Jie's first reaction was that Da Neng was going to Mo Jie to smash the scene, but the only elder brother who could stop Da Neng was dying for his sister-in-law...

No, for the safety of the Demon Realm, I must hold back Da Neng!

Mo Jie instantly felt that he had a heavy responsibility on his shoulders that Mo Sheng could not bear!

　I saw the data of this book today, and my heart broke instantly.

　　Could it be that I have no talent for writing?
　　Very hurtful truth. . . T~T. . .

　　Seeking motivation... Everyone understands!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)