Chapter 1144 2.580 Cut Off His Root of Love

two days later.

Qiao Mu opened his eyes, feeling a little dissatisfied in his heart.

Obviously, the barrier at the peak of level 13 could be broken, but no matter how long she practiced, she still couldn't break it.

If she was still proficient in things in the past, she would definitely understand that such hasty learning is actually not a good thing.

Now, in just a few days, she has fused the natal essence to only one-fifth of it left, which is really too fast.

Master Ding walked over with a bunch of fruits, and seeing her open her eyes, she couldn't help but light up, "Xiao Mumu, you've finished your training."

Qiao Mu blinked, and his gaze followed him back and forth.

Seeing that he was holding a lot of colorful small fruits in his hands, he stood up involuntarily, stepped to his side, snatched a few fruits from his hand, and subconsciously stuffed them into his mouth.

Leader Ding was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his hand in front of her eyes in surprise, "Your eyes are alright?"

Qiao Mu ignored him, and Master Ding saw that she ate several fruits, so he thought that the fruit he picked was quite delicious.

So he also grabbed two and threw them into his mouth, and then...

Then he spat it out "Bah, bah, bah!" His beautiful handsome face was completely crumpled, and he looked at Qiao Mu in disbelief and said, "You! Don't eat it if you're so sour!"

As she said that, she quickly patted off the few fruits in her hand, "Where can this be eaten!"

This kid is too careless, so sour, yet he can still eat so calmly, it's amazing.

Qiao Mu's two black eyeballs rolled slightly, then he looked away, turned around and was about to open the way.

Master Ding quickly grabbed her sleeve, and said with a worried face, "How about this, I'll take you to the city to eat delicious food, okay?"

Qiao Mu threw away his hand grabbing his sleeve, patted the non-existent dust on his sleeve neatly, turned around and was about to leave, when his eyebrows moved suddenly, and a murderous aura rushed towards him, so fast that you can imagine not reach the point.

Instinctively, Qiao Mu rolled over on the spot and quickly dodged, dodging the fatal sword, and leaped lightly to Ding Yun's side.

Ding Yun was startled, and with a quick movement, he was already in front of Qiao Mu, glaring at the two old men who suddenly emerged from the forest, "Northern altar protector, what are you two doing?"

"Young master, I've offended you!" One of the old men shouted angrily in a low voice, and flew forward to catch Ding Yun.

The other person withdrew and stepped forward, a thick profound force attached to it, and then attacked Qiao Mu again.

Qiao Mu turned around and was about to jump away, but saw a pair of blood-red scissors coming across her face, aiming at her wrist was a "click" of the scissors.

The mysterious weapon was so tight that it cut off a piece of sleeve between her wrists in one encounter.

If it wasn't for how quickly she withdrew her hand, what would have been cut off would have been her white and tender wrists.

"Boom!" Qiao Mu kicked sideways and hit the back of the old man's hand. He then moved his body backwards, flexibly kicked on the dead bushes, and flew through the air with a flash, and he was behind the old man.

The black ruler suddenly appeared in her hand, and with a surge of profound energy, she hit the old man on the back of the head.

The old man quickly opened the defensive cover, turned around and blocked it with large scissors.

But when he heard a soft "dang", Qiao Mu was shocked by the scissors so that his wrists became sore, and he took a step back.

"Old Heng, stop!" Ding Yun shrank his eyes, suddenly frantically trying to sweep away a guardian who was entangled with him.