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339. The coquettish angel and the stubborn mouse

"Hey, did you give up?"

Seeing that the red knife fell on the ground with an expression of impossibility, Ni Zhou greeted with a little mockery.

"Acknowledged, we don't want to challenge someone for a while."

Even if the person is injured, his baby has also been blasted through a gap. Outsiders may only lose a small loss, but for the Red Knife it is a disastrous defeat.

"Then leave here quickly, I have something to do, so I won't send you off."

"what……"

The downhearted Red Knife didn't say much, and quickly fled from here, and then left the Longmen with some effort.

It is said that since then, Red Dao has not returned to the integration movement, but wandered around (lost) in pursuit of a stronger Dadao. No one has seen him again.

But this is all for later.

"Wen Ruo!"

Not long after Red Knife escaped, Nazmi led a group of people to the mud boat. Their faces were filled with joy and exclamation. They surrounded the mud boat in a circle, all vying to ask him questions or He praised his bravery.

Judging from the unreserved praise of everyone under the Rat King, they already regard the mud boat as the hero here.

Nazmi held the mud boat's hand and said with concern:

"Are you not hurt?"

"A little injury, it's not in the way."

In fact, the mud boat was not injured. The black mist sprayed out of his body was resisted during the battle, saying that he was slightly injured just to prevent others from suspicion.

"It's true that you are a little tired..."

While responding modestly to everyone's praise, Mu Zhou felt that his body was a little weak.

Hundreds of long knives for source stone energy and the energy consumption that was finally used to protect the fire blasts almost completely used up the reserves in his body, and he could not squeeze a drop.

At the same time, the body without rigorous training was a little overwhelmed. It didn't matter if he walked up and down, the most uncomfortable was his hands. After hacking with the red knife for so many rounds, now he couldn't even lift it up.

"Oh, it seems I am late."

Just as everyone cheered for the mud boat, Mostima, with a smile on his face, came over.

"I thought it would be a fierce battle. I didn't expect it to end sooner than I thought."

Mostima whispered in his ear while playing with the face of the mud boat:

"It's really worthy of a cruel character who defeated me easily and imprisoned me."

"Woo..."

Mudzhou wanted to reach out and push Mostima away, but his sore arms couldn't help it. After discovering this, Mostima's smile immediately turned evil.

"It seems that I picked up a leak~~"

She saw her hands getting more and more restless, sliding down from the mud boat's face, stroking his collarbone, and then sliding into his chest, seeming to have a downward trend.

"Wait for me! Didn't you see Wenruo bothering him?"

Nazmi drove away Mostimala with some discomfort. The fallen angel who was in trouble first looked at Nazmi in astonishment, then looked at the mud boat again, and chuckled.

"It's only three days, so fast."

Then he looked at the mud boat with gentle eyes and said:

"But I can understand."

Nazmi, who couldn't understand what the other party was talking about, was a little uncomfortable by Mostima's smile, frowning and saying:

"What's up and down, you guy is really uncomfortable."

"Huh~~Miss Mouse, although I can understand how much women like this guy, but if you can't hold your breath at this level, you will suffer later."

Mostima looked up at the sun in the sky, and covered the sun with his hands and said:

"No, it's coming soon."

"Mostima!!!"

As soon as Mostima's voice fell, a young girl yelled impatiently in the distance.

"Can an angel?!"

Ni Zhou also didn't expect that Angel Neng, who should have been recuperating, would run and fly like this, and the expression on her face seemed full of resentment?

"You are...Penguin Logistics?"

As soon as Nazmi recognized the identity of the other party, the angelic angel walked past her, completely ignoring her intention.

"what happened?!"

The angel held down Mostima's shoulder:

"What have you done to the mud boat!?"

"Oh, why did you make such a big fire?"

"It's not all your fault!"

The angel wanted to lose his temper at Mostima, but facing the person she missed so much, that anger could not be ignited, but the feeling of grievance grew in her heart.

"I left without a word, and I didn't reply for three or four years. Now it's hard to meet..."

No anger can be heard in the voice of the angel, only a strong grudge remains:

"As a result, he started to appear like ghosts again, and after meeting, he ran away again without saying a word to me."

The Neng Angel, who kept beating the opponent's shoulder, was about to become coquettish in questioning Mostima.

"I have never seen an angel like this."

The mud boat watched from the side without making a sound, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

He didn't expect that when the optimistic optimist of Nangangang was so childish, the appearance of pouting his mouth and tears in his eyes was so cute.

Mostima stroked the angel's head and said softly, "Didn't I appear in front of you obediently?"