Female Match Counterattack: Goddess of Special Forces

Chapter 447 The person least qualified to grieve
"Owner--"

With one leap, the Tiger King jumped in front of Hua Qianning.

His voice was rough and hard.

But he couldn't hide his deep concern.

"It's okay, this Silver Pine Forest and the dream and snow mountain ahead, you can all live, this is only temporary, when I go to the Demon Spirit Realm, I will tell their king."

"it is good!"

Tiger King was very moved, the master is really kind, he was seriously injured, and he was still thinking about their affairs.

Not to mention, there are still dreams and snow mountains, but there is only this piece of silver pine forest, and they are already satisfied.

Master, we still need to fight for more places for them.

In fact, they can kill.

However, during the journey of cultivating Taoism, after killing too much, every time he breaks through, there will be swift and violent thunder.

They are not the masters, they are so strong that they can withstand the thunder.

Besides, they still want to cultivate into human form.

"Don't hurt the innocent, dream about the people at the foot of the mountain."

"Yes!"

Tiger King nodded again.

Hua Qianning nodded, seeing that Zi Binglei was still lying in He Xiaoyao's arms.

That picture is so beautiful.

Immediately, he summoned Zhe Jing who was lying on the side to go into the space together. One person and one beast quickly filled the Lingquan.

"Master sister, why don't you let us go out."

The spiritual pet of the contract is born with a kind of sensitivity, and will immediately feel the crisis of the owner who signed the contract with him.

As Little Huoling said, Shui Ling stood beside it with an approving expression, while Jin Ling was still lying in the grass and spitting out spirit stones as usual.

Hua Qianning was lying in the Lingquan, closing her eyes and recuperating,

Hearing Little Huoling's complaint, she smiled and didn't reply.

"Master is very weak now, so don't say anything."

With a soft voice, Shui Ling took a bun and stuffed it into Little Huoling's hand.

He dragged and dragged him to the side.

After standing aside, Shui Ling looked back at Hua Qianning.

"..."

Hua Qianning opened her eyes, and happened to see Shui Ling's eyes.

She couldn't help sighing, maybe except for the ignorant Huo Ling, the rest of the ancient spirits knew about it!

Through the silver hairpin in the space, she can see outside.

He Xiaoyao was still hugging Zi Binglei.

"Hey……"

After a long time, Zi Binglei finally woke up, and she was hugged tightly by He Xiaoyao.

She was startled suddenly, and pushed He Xiaoyao away.

Her face was blushing, and the feeling in her heart was very strange.

The heart that was originally empty seemed to be filled in an instant, but in a blink of an eye it was sore again.

"..."

He Xiaoyao was pushed away, his expression changed slightly.

He opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.

Just watching Zi Binglei's body getting farther and farther away, his heart kept falling down.

"His Royal Highness, let's go back!"

In an instant, Mu Yange seemed to be back to normal, but his face was full of grief and sadness.

"Humph!~"

Before He Xiaoyao answered, Zi Binglei couldn't help but sneered.

Looking at Mu Yange's painful expression at this time, she felt a little dazzling.

"What right do you have to grieve here? The person who is least qualified to grieve here is you!!"

Zi Binglei's words were like sharp knives, piercing people's hearts one by one.

(End of this chapter)