The fast travel host is a real boss

Chapter 283 29 Cannon fodder female supporting role [Xian Xia]

Mo Yao pursed his lips, silently took a step forward, and quietly opened the distance between him and them.

The two people in the back didn't think about anything else at all. Seeing that they were far away from His Highness, they took a step forward spontaneously and continued: "Your Highness, I will know that His Highness has no strength. Don't worry Your Highness, the immortal gate will not notice. our."

Mo Yao frowned, turned around and looked at them coldly, and said seriously: "I am not the Highness you mentioned, you have mistaken me!"

Mo Yao's face was stained with deep anger. These two people are not a good person at first glance. How could he be the Highness they said!
The two were stunned and looked at each other for a long time before one of them came back to his senses and asked again unwillingly: "Your Highness, you really don't remember us?"

Mo Yao looked back and forth between the faces of the two of them, and said in an indifferent voice, "I don't know each other."

This is not good!
The two looked at each other and left.

Mo Yao glanced at the backs of the two with gloomy expressions.

He is just Mo Yao.

When Fuyan came back from the back mountain, she saw Mo Yao standing outside her yard with a bag of things in her hand, and from a distance, Fuyan could already see the pattern printed on the oil paper clearly.

That pattern is the unique symbol of the pastry shop in the small town at the foot of the mountain.

Fu Yan raised her hand and pinched an immortal formula, and the person appeared in front of Mo Yao in an instant, looking at him with a smile in her eyes, and couldn't help but look at the pastry in his hand from the corner of the eye.

Suddenly, Fuyan felt the breath of the devil.

Fuyan leaned over, sniffed, and wondered: "Why do you have a devil's breath on you?"

Fu Yan frowned, looked around Mo Yao up and down, her breath was not strong, "Are you not injured?"

Hearing Fuyan's nervous questioning, the gloom in Mo Yao's heart disappeared instantly, his exquisite eyebrows and eyes were stained with a smile, he shook his head, and said softly: "No, I just met two strange people."

Fu Yan had no doubts, and instructed: "Well, next time, you'd better not go out alone, you... are too weak."

A daily hit.

"Well, good." Mo Yao was used to it, he raised his hand and handed the pastry to Fuyan: "Here you are."

Fu Yan accepted it with a smile, "Thank you."

Mo Yao pursed his lips, but finally said nothing.

Fu Yan leisurely paced back to the yard, raised her eyes to look at Mo Yao, and casually asked, "Do you want to become stronger?"

Being in the sect of cultivating immortals, as the suzerain's disciple, but unable to gather spirits, Mo Yao used to hate his body very much, but three years ago, Mo Yao's thoughts changed little by little.

If you can't cultivate immortality, then let's exercise your body.

But if you ask, do you want to become stronger?

Mo Yao naturally thought about it.

A hundred years later, Fu Yan still has a beautiful appearance, but he is already old, maybe he won't wait until that day.

Mo Yao was not reconciled.

It is undeniable that the person who once hated and hated has changed his status in his heart.

Mo Yao nodded slightly.
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Qingfeng.

Fuyan got the permission to enter the mountain where the immortal is. The elves and little vines that were brought back from the small town of Youran all lived in Qingfeng and were taken care of by Qianxun.

Knowing that Fuyan is coming, Qianxun waits on the mountain early.

"Why did Yanyan come to my place today?" Chihiro asked curiously.

"I'll ask it something." Fuyan raised her finger to the little one in Qianxun's arms.

"Oh." Chihiro handed the little one to Fuyan.

Little one: "..." Oh heartless human beings!Handed it over so easily.

(End of this chapter)