Muzixiao thought for a long time, but couldn't figure out the reason.
The painful thing is that after Ying Luan said this, he felt relaxed and happily left to sleep.
But I became irritable. Obviously I was very tired, but there was a puzzle in my heart that I couldn't solve. In addition, the particles had lost contact in the past few days, and the Jade Cat and its phaseless bones were severely damaged. Fortunately, the Jade Cat was left alone. The earth spiritual root in the phaseless bone was intact, and even had great spiritual power, but that didn't stop Muzixiao from getting angrier the more he thought about it.
Muzi Xiao Ku was sitting in his seat. Before anything happened, his vision suddenly went dark.
"Alarm, alarm, master, the clone of the phaseless bone is in crisis. To prevent the phaseless bone from being damaged again, the particles activate the emergency system."
Muzixiao felt like he was riding a roller coaster. The spiritual power in his body was completely withdrawn, and his soul separated from his body. Then, severe pain came from his shoulder.
Kao! Who kicked her!
Muzixiao opened his eyes, turned around and glared angrily.
"Oh, you little loser, how dare you stare at me."
What caught his eye were the moon-white Kunlun Sect disciple uniforms and a monk with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks.
Muzixiao was stunned for a moment, raised his hands, and looked at his hands covered with dirt.
She didn't realize what happened just now, but now she understood.
This is the clone she left behind at Kunlun Gate.
The so-called emergency system is a program she made to protect Wuxiang Bone and her spiritual roots. When Wuxiang Bone encounters a serious damage or spiritual root crisis, the particles will use the formation to teleport themselves.
This teleportation was no small matter. Due to the distance, the spiritual power of his own body was directly drained and used to transfer his soul.
"As for you, Mu Zixiao, don't think you are a disciple of Yuanze Immortal Lord. Without the Immortal Lord's protection, you are just a waste. I will vent my anger on Junior Sister Feng's behalf today!"
Mu Zixiao frowned slightly, stood up, patted the soil on his body, and muttered: "Junior Sister Feng's ghost is still lingering, and she is still coiled here." Looking up, the person who spoke had a fierce look on his face, and it was clear that he wanted to Kill her.
Bah, you dare to swing anything in front of her.
"Who are you calling a loser?"
The sharp-mouthed monk's eyes widened, "Oh, how dare you talk back!"
As he spoke, he was about to swing the long whip on Muzixiao.
Mu Zixiao fought from Qing'an City in Xingling Prefecture to Weiyang City, Weiyang City to Doumei City, Doumei City to Anyu City, big battles and small battles continued, Jindan Yuanying did it all, now who is disrespectful and respectful? A sound greeted the city lord.
But he never thought that the Kunlun Gate, thousands of miles away, the territory of his sect, would be treated like this.
Are they drifting away, or are they unable to lift the knife?
Muzixiao's blood surged up, and he caught the long whip firmly with his bare hands.
Her true soul is much stronger than that of the clones. In addition to being able to allocate the spiritual power of all the clones, Muzixiao has also experienced many leapfrog battles. Although she cannot be said to have experienced hundreds of battles, her fighting skills are no longer the same. Much higher than people of the same level.
At this time, seeing that the other party was a foundation-building perfectionist, and he was still talking nonsense in front of her, Muzi was very upset.
Mu Zixiao forcefully grabbed the long whip, pulled him closer, and kicked him straight to his chest. The force was not much used, but he was kicked two meters away.
"Mu Zixiao, how dare you kick me!!" Cao Dongjie was already very frightened that Mu Zixiao could catch his whip, but now that he was kicked firmly, he was angry and angry, but also a little panicked. .
Muzixiao, is he so strong?
"I'm going to kick you anyway, does it depend on your courage? You're lucky today, I'm in a bad mood." Mu Zixiao said with a sneer, stretched out his hand, and a long green stick appeared out of thin air.
Cao Dongjie took a few steps back and said bluffingly: "You, don't you know that I am the great elder's closed disciple? You dare to mess with me, Cao Dongjie!"
"Cao Dongjie? We know each other. Look, my weapon is called a dog-beating stick. Does it look good? I will give you some spiritual power to try today, to give you some face?"
Cao Dongjie looked at Mu Zixiao in front of him in disbelief. Mu Zixiao from Kunlun Gate was usually a useless person who only endured silently. How could he be a different person today? Looking at her indifferent eyes, Cao Dongjie felt that There was a burst of pressure from the powerful.
