Heavenly Monarch of All Times

Although the appearance of Mo Ruyi has changed a little, the hair has become reddish and there is a strange atmosphere, but the ink rain still recognizes her at a glance.

Ink rain did not think that the person who ignited Fengming for nine days and obtained the inheritance of the soul of the phoenix was actually ink.

Although he knows that the strength of the ink spirit of the ink is up to the seventh order, but after all, he has missed the best age of cultivation, and all aspects of his strength are under him. Even he can't ignite Fengming for nine days. Do it?

With such doubts in my heart, the anger of the ink rain rose.

"Ink rain, the soul of the phoenix inheritance, the strength of those who got it, I ignited Fengming nine days, you should get the soul of the phoenix." Mo Ruzhen face slightly stiff, then calm down, faintly said.

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However, her current strength is still too weak compared to the ink rain. If the other party kills her, she will have no power to fight back.

"A good one has the strength to get it!" The ink rained coldly and smiled. The whole body's killing intention was more obvious. He said: "Ink like this, do you think your strength is stronger than me?"

In the view of the ink rain, the soul of the phoenix is ​​his thing, others should not be moved, nor can you shake, and the moving person, **** it!

"Do you really want to kill me?" Mo Ruzhen felt the chill of the silk over it, and the dense sweat on his forehead, subconsciously stepped back two steps.

"I kill you, because you **** it!" The ink slammed, the whole body's momentum swelled, and a mighty force suddenly screamed out, the violent breath burst into flames, and a harsh sound in the air sounded, countless blacks. The sharp edge appeared, and it hit the ink.

At this time, many people have already come around, and the two figures in the air are less than a kilometer away, and they can clearly see everything.

"It's ink rain, he wants to kill the girl!" Someone saw this scene and screamed.

"The girl should be a Mohist? Why is Mo Yu killing her?" someone asked.

"I heard that the rain is arbitrarily overbearing, and the inheritance of the phoenix soul is regarded as his own thing. The girl robbed him of his things. Of course he wants to kill." There are many smart people in the crowd, shaking their heads and saying that they can't help but feel sorry.

If the ink is dead, the phoenix soul will disappear, of course, it is a pity.

Ink is only one of the strengths of the real yuan. The most important thing is that there is almost no experience of the enemy. In the face of the deadly blow of the ink rain, she only instinctively uses the true spirit, and there is a faint red glow in the whole body.

It is a pity that the strength of the ink rain is too strong, and the shadow of a black giant bird appears in the back. The black blade cuts through the void and directly scatters the true spirit of the ink.

"Ink like a cockroach, 乖乖 死 死!" In the rain, the screaming laughter, can't wait to see the moment when the ink is like a fragrant scent.

But just in the moment when the black blade is about to wear the ink, such as the squeaky body, the difference is steep.

"Who dares to move her!" In the middle of the air, a violent bang sounded, and immediately appeared as a sword, and turned into a sword shield, wrapped in ink.

"Hey!" A loud noise, like a thunderstorm, and the rolling waves suddenly opened.

The black blade did not even wear the sword shield, and the ink was only shocked and flew out, panting and screaming.

But the next moment, she suddenly felt a pair of powerful big hands appeared, grabbed her waist and limbs, and then a strange and familiar atmosphere appeared, making her pretty face awkward, shouting a name: "Nie Tian! ”

In a critical moment, the person who saved him in the ink, and took him in his arms, is not someone else, it is Nie Tian.

"Nie Tian, ​​is it really you?" Mo Ruyi felt a warmth in his body, turned and saw a familiar and delicate face, the delicate little face suddenly solidified, his eyes almost obsessed, as in a dream.

When she was caught in a big hand in her arms, her heart had an inexplicable warmth, and the familiar atmosphere made her almost unbelievable.

The person who thinks about the dreams of the day and night is now by his side, and she is holding her in her arms.

At this moment, Mo Ruyi feels that he is the happiest woman in the world.

She clung to the boy in front of her eyes, and her thoughts for a year and a half, gathered in tears at the moment, flickered in the beautiful eyes, could no longer be controlled, and flowed unscrupulously.

Nie Tian felt that the girl's body in her arms was shaking, and the anger in his heart was shaking.

From the scene of the ink rain on the ink killer, Nie Tian can guess that she did not live well in the Moh family, she was definitely treated unfairly, suffered from many people, and suffered too much. Wronged.

"If you are embarrassed, sorry, let you be wronged." Nie Tian holds the girl in her arms, and her heart is infinite.

Starting today, he will not let anyone hurt the ink!

"You, you are Nie Tian!" The ink rain reacted at this time, waiting for him to see Nie Tian's face, the shock of his heart, all exposed to his face.

He couldn't think of dreams, Nie Tian actually appeared at this time, but also blocked his blow.

"Ah!" Suddenly, Mo Ruyi also thought of something, screamed, looked up at Nie Tian, ​​said: "Nie Tian, ​​how are you here?"

Although Mo Ruyi wants to see Nie Tian, ​​the latter appears here at this time, but it is very dangerous.

In the past one and a half years, Mo Ruzhen has been in the Mohist family, never went out, and did not have any friends, so he did not know any news about Nie Tian.

However, she knew that the opposition between Nie Tian and Mo Yu appeared here at this time, and the ink rain would not let him go.

The ink rain is now a strong wheel of the gods, and it is definitely not Nie Tian who can compete.

"Shantou, you made such a big move, if I don't show up again, can your life be saved?" Nie Tian did not pay attention to the ink rain, and petted the small head of the ink, faintly said.

The ink cheeks are buried on the broad chest, and there is an inexplicable and steady in my heart.

As long as the man is by his side, even if it is a catastrophe, the world is not afraid.

"Nie Tian, ​​I ordered you to let the ink go out!" In the rain, I saw Nie Tian and Mo Ruzheng’s dear relatives, and there was no one else. The anger in my heart exploded again and shouted loudly.

Although the ink rain has never been inconsistent with Mo Ruyi, she is only regarded as an ordinary Mozi child, but the latter and a man act like this, but he has a strange feeling, as if one should belong to himself. The thing was taken away by others, and this feeling made him unacceptable.

"Command me?" Nie Tian brows a pick. At this time, he took a look at the ink rain. At the same time, he held the girl in his arms tighter and said faintly: "What is your identity, and why do you order me?"

"Mo Ruyi is a Mohist person, I said that you are not allowed to touch, you can not touch!" Moyu Thunder violent, the whole body's momentum bloomed, overwhelming pressure on Nie Tian.