When he was stunned, he quickly fled into the fog.

When the fog dissipated, Mo Yuan and Hua Yi had disappeared.

Chang Ying looked at the rope tied around her wrist, Ji Li held the other end and rode forward slowly.

"What kind of friendship do you have with that stinky Taoist priest, and you even want your life for him?"

"I have a very important matter with him, and there is nothing desperate." Changying looked at Mr. Li who was riding a horse with a cold face and refused to rely on himself.

Ji Li turned his head to look at her with a sneer and said, "Then why did you hang out with Mo Yuan?"

Chang Ying looked up at Master Li and said, "You gangster? It was Mo Yuan who saved me."

"She saved you, didn't I save you?"

"But it doesn't seem to be the same thing?" Changying felt a little confused.

Ji Li grabbed the rope and raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why haven't you come to me for so long?"

These days, Ji Li is worried that she will have an accident, and he doesn't even care about Wuya Mountain.

On the other hand, she didn't care about herself at all, turned around and ran to the territory of the Taoist Xianmen, clearly ignoring her own words.

Changying pursed her lips, but didn't know what to say.

If it was because of knowing Master Li that everything started, then Master Li's demons might also be caused by himself.

Chang Ying, who regrets everything, has no face to meet Master Li.

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