Chapter 2950 4.550 Are You Dissatisfied?

When he noticed the sarcasm on Qiao Mu's face, the anger in his heart rushed up.

It's almost impossible to hold down!

"Prince Princess! You have taught your younger brother a lesson with so many magic balls! How are you doing?"

Mo Xikang's tone was very cold and hard, as if he had been fished from the depths of cold water.

Although he didn't say anything on his lips, his opinion of the little princess in his heart dropped below freezing point.

I always felt that this girl should be an elite of right and wrong. If she enters the Mo family, it will definitely make the entire royal family have no peace.

Mo Lian's face also sank, and her eyes became extremely cold when she looked at Zheng Wang, "Brother Zheng, you don't understand the situation, so you just yelled at the Crown Princess, do you think that all the responsibility lies with the Crown Princess. one side?"

Is not it?

Mo Xikang looked at Mo Lian with an ugly face, clenched his fists tightly, and tried his best to suppress his anger.

But an evil fire was still burning all the way up from the bottom of my heart, and I couldn't control it.

So annoying!

"His Royal Highness, to be honest, if the Crown Princess hadn't used several magic balls in succession, how could Ahua have been beaten so badly?"

"If it's based on strength, the Crown Princess will not be able to touch even a single strand of A Hua's hair!"

Is it not?

Mo Xikang looked coldly at Prince Mo's icy expression, lowered his eyes slowly, and said indifferently, "The prince should be very clear about whether what I said is true."

"You don't agree?" Mo Lian turned her head and looked coldly at Su Xihua, who was standing behind her eldest brother Mo Xikang with her neck shrunk, and asked each word very forcefully.

Su Xihua was stabbed by the air-conditioning released by the prince for no reason. He trembled involuntarily for a while, and nodded again and again, "Of course I don't accept it."

His thoughts are basically the same as that of his eldest brother Mo Xikang.

If it wasn't for Qiao Mu's deceitful use of so many divine power balls, wouldn't it be a matter of minutes to crush the little girl in front of him with his 15th-level great spiritual master's cultivation?

Qiao Mu hooked the corner of his mouth and glanced at him casually, "I refuse to accept it and continue to fight."

"Didn't you say you want to teach this Crown Princess a lesson?"

"Come!"

Qiao Mu waved a small hand to Su Xihua, and he looked like a cat and a dog came forward, and there was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, which was almost clearly discernible.

There are still people rushing to get beat up?

Mo Lian also expressed her incomprehension, smiled and squeezed the little guy's little hand, and took a few steps back slowly, freeing up an open space beside the deep pit for the two of them to fight.

"Come on!" Qiao Mu roared at Su Xihua angrily, "Can't you generate a spirit armor? I'll also generate a spirit armor for you to see!"

"Heh." Su Xihua was suddenly amused by the little guy.

What kind of spirit armor can you generate as a third-level little spiritual master?

The spirit armors generated by ordinary people are partial defenses, such as arms, chests, heads, and so on.

Like Su Xihua, who can generate spirit armor on his arms, he considers himself to be very good.

After all, some people can only generate spirit armor with a single arm.

If you want to expand the range of the spirit armor, every time a part is expanded, it is a very laborious thing.

Qiao Mu looked coldly at Su Xihua, whose arms were formed into spirit armor, his small mouth raised slightly inadvertently, bending a lazy arc, "Sit in the well and watch the sky! Yelang is arrogant!"