MTL - Secret Service Princess: The Cold Prince’s Black Belly Wife-Chapter 1231 Assassination star array, five artifacts recognize the Lord (8)

"Oh, that's terrible, I was in the heyday, I can't deal with it outside of here." Mo Teng whispered something terribly bad. His current strength is not in its heyday. Although he is an ancient God of War, he is also a Warcraft himself. The conclusion of the contract between the Warcraft and the Protoss will be self-destructive, and if there is room for the three people to fight, there is no spirit now. Force, fight a fart! The mortal confronts him in the heyday, it is simply to die!

"Anyway, we must guard the Sacred Light and the Immortal Staff to prevent them from being in danger." Beichen Moxuan bit her lower lip and said firmly, "Xinger is still inside, this time she must protect her!"

"Shou Shou Shou, shit!" Moteng immediately blew his hair when he heard these words, and said angrily, "We don't have any spiritual power now. We can't even reach the World of Warcraft for a round. Wraith under his sword! "

"Aren't you trying to escape?" Qing Yan didn't say much, squinted Moteng and asked sarcastically.

"Escape a fart!" When I heard that he was classified as a timid coward, Mo Teng quit and shouted, "Here is the assassination of the star array, where can I escape !? The child is still inside, how could I escape !? "

"Then you are here to say what these useless things are, and you are not happy to find a way!" Qing Yan gave Mo Teng a glance, and said in a bad tone, "a big man was panicked at this difficulty, I really doubt you are a man . "

"Warcraft originally didn't distinguish between male and female. If you think I'm not good enough as a man, I can be a woman now." Mo Teng didn't care about Qing Yan's sneer, she cast a wink with all manners and said with a smile. .

Qing Yan gave him a scornful look, and said sneer, "I really did not expect that the ancient devil was such a coward."

"You can't say the same thing. Although the Lord was not afraid before, but since the contract between Xinger and Xing'er has been concluded, the Lord has felt the beauty of living and began to be a little bit sceptic." Moteng shook his head, not knowing From there, a folding fan came out, shaking the fan, and looked like a handsome boy, smiling, "Not to mention that you can't do anything like this, my master never does it."

"Then you better find a place to hide, for a while the sword is ruthless, and save your life!" Qing Yan said a vicious white glance, gritted his teeth, and said fiercely. Immediately withdrew the Lieyang Sword, which was always carried with him, with the tip of the sword reaching the gate of Moten.

A scorching sensation rushed towards him, and the magic Teng without the spiritual protection immediately sweated, not only because of the heat, but also because of the oppressive power of the Lieyang sword, which made him as a mortal unable to breathe. Come.

"Don't be so serious, pointing at a person with a sword is very impolite." Never being pointed at with a sword, Mo Teng's self-esteem as an ancient war **** was severely challenged, his eyes narrowed slightly. Raising the folding fan in his hand to deflect the Lieyang sword, said with a cold voice, "Blindly advancing, I will only end up with scaly bruises, and I have no habit of self-abuse."

"Spirit silver fan?" Qing Yan froze slightly, looking at the fan that was not so eye-catching in Moteng's hand and asked with a little surprise. "Spirit silver fan is the sacred object of the Nuwa tribe. Murong Xinger gave it to him. is you?"