Cheng Qiaoxin was choked by her and was speechless.

This time when she sneaked into Daxia, it can be said that her success was a failure and a complete mess.

All the men he brought out were basically lost.

"You want to give orders, do you think they will agree?" Mo Yurou pointed to a group of subordinates behind her.

These people are all masters dispatched by the Northern Barbarians, and they all have amazing momentum.

In comparison, Cheng Qiaoxin's side seems much weaker.

"Then I would like to see who is dissatisfied?" Cheng Qiaoxin was also dizzy with anger.

"Ouch, does Sister Qiaoxin want to give us some advice? That's fine, you can just play with Sister Qiaoxin." Mo Yurou took the opportunity to take over the conversation.

Cheng Qiaoxin gritted her teeth after hearing this. What does it mean to play?

"Okay, Sister Qiaoxin, if you can convince my subordinates, we will all obey your orders. What do you think?" Mo Yurou made up her mind to make Cheng Qiaoxin look ugly, for fear that the other party would back down.

, and quickly added another sentence.

"What, Sister Qiaoxin, are you not afraid anymore?"

"Come here!" Cheng Qiao said with a chilled voice. She was already forced into a corner and could only fight hard.

There's no way she would give in in front of her love rival, right?

"Go and ask Sister Qiaoxin for advice." Mo Yurou called a young man in his twenties.

This young man wore a golden earring on his left ear, had a shaved head, and had a rebellious look on his face.

He strutted forward and whistled frivolously at Cheng Qiaoxin.

Cheng Qiaoxin was furious, turned around and ordered, "Old Bao, go!"

Bao Peng was stunned for a moment, as if a little incredible.

But no matter how reluctant he was, now that he was under the eaves, he had no choice but to swallow his anger and walk forward.

"Just such a drunkard?" The young man chewed gum in his mouth and looked at Bao Peng carelessly.

Baopeng narrowed his eyes. Although he was extremely angry, he was always cautious and did not quarrel with the other party. Instead, he kept an appropriate distance from the other party.

What he is best at is, of course, magic.

As a mage, the best thing is to keep distance.

"Are you ready?" the young man asked.

"Come on!" Bao Peng shouted coldly and at the same time cast the spell he had prepared long ago.

However, at this moment, the young man made a pop sound from his mouth, and a little white shadow flew out and shot towards Bao Peng!

This is clearly the chewing gum he is chewing in his mouth, but with the blessing of Gang Qi, it is comparable to a bullet!

Baopeng's spellcasting was interrupted instantly, but he was experienced and calm in the face of danger. After avoiding it, he immediately withdrew and floated back while casting the spell again.

The young man's figure flashed, and he suddenly rushed towards him. He was so fast that he almost reached him in one fell swoop.

However, Baopeng's spell has also been formed and printed immediately.

Boom!

The two sides collided, causing sand and rocks to fly.

However, for a mage, being approached would be an extreme disadvantage. As soon as Baopeng came up, the opponent took the lead, and he was a bit clumsy for a while.

But it cannot be said that Baopeng's ability is still very strong. Even under such unfavorable conditions, he is still at a standstill with his opponent.

Suddenly, the young man turned around, and countless rays of black light flew out, like a goddess scattering flowers!

It was clearly a strange hidden weapon, which emitted without any warning and was extremely dense.

Baopeng hurriedly cast a protective spell and blocked most of the hidden weapons.

However, as the young man moved forward, there was already an iron thorn in his hand, which shot toward Bao Peng like a poisonous snake.

At the critical moment, Bao Peng suddenly used a secret technique and abruptly shifted his body by half an inch, avoiding it by a hair.
Chapter completed!