"Bang!" Prince Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, and with a flick of his sleeve, he pushed the spirit device sent by Madame Guo'an away at full speed.

The artifact, unable to bear the gravity, flew back abruptly and "hissed" through several trees. At last, it broke up in the air. A good artifact turned into a piece of scrap iron and landed on the ground.

Madame Guoan's eyes were red with rage. "Ink Lotus!"

This guy is so annoying!

Did he take her aunt seriously?

In broad daylight, people are so indifferent to her hand. The most important thing is to completely destroy her artifact, which is hard to get!

Madame Guoan is lying on the ground. She has long lost her shining spiritual weapon and grinds her teeth secretly with anger.

Mo Lian glanced at her coldly. "Guo'an, I'll give you a face. Don't be ungrateful."

Madame Guoan's face was white with rage.

Seeing this, Miyan quickly came forward and stopped Madame Guoan. "Since Madame Guoan has arrived, let's go now."

"Madame?" Maiyan Shengzi shakes his head slightly at Madame Guoan. It's very obvious that he wants her to stop at once so as not to suffer a big loss.

Madame Guoan soon calmed down.

Looking at Prince Mo and arbor in front of them, and looking at the sides of the two people, the people with poor looks, Mrs. Guoan took a deep breath, slowly put down the killing machine, and said without hesitation, "let's go..."

"Bang!" Suddenly, a magic ball almost reached Madame Guoan at a speed comparable to that of light.

Madame Guoan didn't realize what was going on at the first time. When she saw clearly that what jumped in front of her was a magic ball, her face suddenly changed.

And an old man beside her put his hands slightly, pushed Madame Guoan behind him, and a strong defensive force broke out on her, suddenly catching the power released by the magic ball.

When they contacted each other, the old man was a little white and stood up in front of Madame Guoan, even retreating three or four steps.

Under the protection of the old man with short beard, Madame Guoan passed through peacefully, but her face was blue and white with anger. Her chest was even more affected by the unexpected accident, and she couldn't help popping.

She took a deep breath and stared at the tree as if it were poisoned. "The crown princess is too bold!"

The dead girl threw a magic ball at her without saying a word. If it wasn't for Mr. Zhao here today, Guoan would have suffered a great loss.

The little princess looked at her coldly. Suddenly, with a wave of hands, the dagger disappeared in the air, suddenly launched an attack on Madame Guoan's neck.

At that critical moment, Mr. Zhao, the old man with black beard, pushed Madame Guoan behind him and summoned a strong power of water spirit.

In a moment, the quick and startling dagger was sealed in an ice lump by Mr. Zhao. He couldn't cackle and tremble. He couldn't break the ice lump in a short time.

Mo Lian frowned slightly, raised a fire light between her fingers, and put it on the ice that wrapped the dagger.

After a minute's burning, the ice broke, and the dagger jumped out of it. At a faster speed, it flew towards Madame Guoan's neck.