My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker

4505 FERNANDEZ, MARY GRACE

Luo He gritted his teeth and threw dozens of Xuanyin Charms again.

At the same time, he turned around and threw out a set of teleportation runes, catching everyone, "Go."

"Boom!"

"Well."

One after another the sound of impact, accompanied by the wailing whine, one after another.

The crowd rolled out of the rune, and fell to the ground with all hands.

A young man yelled, "Your feet are stepping on my face, take it away."

"What's going on. Why is this Rune so bumpy?"

"Hey." Luo He spit out blood in a pale face, and looked down at the pieces of jade charms that turned into fragments in his hands.

Zhuang Lao reached out to support him and groaned, "You meditate and adjust your breath immediately, and recover as soon as possible."

Luo He didn't talk to him, at this time his situation was very bad.

Continuous overdraft runes brought his entire body to a tipping point.

If he doesn't recover, Fu Li may be exhausted.

Zhuang Lao stood up and glanced at everyone, then came to Mu Xiaoxue, nodded respectfully to her, "Miss, we need Master Mu Yang's help now."

Mu Xiaoxue couldn't speak and couldn't move, and his little finger flicked hard.

Zhuang Lao nodded, exasperated, and reached out to take a blue crystal necklace from her neck.

With the bright light of this space container, an old man about 70 years old with beard and white hair and high cheekbones on both sides, with a hint of vulgar air between his eyebrows, floated out of it.

"Master Mu." Zhuang Lao arched at him, "Please also arrange a hidden defense here, Master Luo needs to recover."

The old man named Mou Yang only flipped his eyes a little bit, and said with a lukewarm attitude, "Even if the master spends effort to arrange the next hidden defense formation, he may not be able to escape the opponent's eyes. "

"There is a guardian in this secret realm, and the other party knows the topography, surroundings, and surroundings here."

"Do you think you can escape if you are old, weak, sick?"

There was a trace of anger in Zhuang Lao's eyes, "Master Mu, don't forget that you swear before leaving the branch, to protect the lady!"

"Huh." Mu Yang snorted coldly. "I just need to protect the lady alone."

"You!" Zhuang Lao was annoyed by his lukewarm attitude.

"Master Mu!"

"Okay." Mu Yang sneered and waved, "Looking at the lady, I'll help you again."

He turned back and glanced over at the many disciples in Shadow City.

The disciples were swept by his gloomy gaze, and couldn't help snoring secretly.

This old senior has come out once or twice before. According to Xiao Shimei, he is a master of martial arts.

It's just that the eyes are terribly terrifying, and no one dares to look at this old man.

Standing in the middle of the crowd, Mu Yang swept across the people with no intention, and flicked his fingers again and again, and saw a few polished spar, which was slammed into the air by his vigor.

A light curtain shrouded it, and soon it covered everyone who lived there.

If someone is outside at this time, you will find that the breath of more than a hundred people present will be hidden for a while.

Like so many people, all of them were sunk in the sea for an instant, and no trace was found.

(End of this chapter)