Xue Nuo was dissatisfied: "Our strength..."
"I'm already at the third level of the spell level, so I can fight against fifth-level spell level monsters and destroy peak spell level ghosts."
Before Xue Nuo could finish speaking, Fang Zong's words stunned her.
"You? Level 3 Spellcaster?"
Xue Nuo couldn't believe it. She jumped over and pinched Fang Zong's arm. She tilted her head and thought for a moment. Then, she simply grabbed Fang Zong's chest with her two fair hands, and the energy flowed into Fang Zong's body.
A moment later, she got angry and pinched Fang Zong's pectoral muscles hard with her small hands: "Really, you are really at the third level of magic, and you even have a fourth level of magic! Waaah, Sister Xiaoran..." Little Nuonuo turned around pitifully to look at Li Xiaoran.
Li Xiaoran was deep in thought.
She was Fang Zong's teammate, so of course she knew about Fang Zong's abilities.
Just like that time in Xishan, the time I met Zhao Changle.
Despite being brutally beaten by the ghost, Fang Zong emerged unscathed and even danced in front of the ghost's grave.
"Okay." Li Xiaoran nodded slightly: "I will catch up with you, and then we'll go together."
Fang Zong readily agreed.
That's wonderful! What a lovely girl, so understanding.
He nodded vigorously, opened his mouth, and was about to speak when Xue Nuo said from the side, "If you catch up, you'll get to laugh."
"Okay!" Fang Zong finally said, though it was a bit late.
It was a coincidence, a mystery, and a very appropriate, yet thoughtless, response to Xue Nuo's words.
He shuddered, looking at Xiao Nuonuo with a pitiful and aggrieved expression.
Xue Nuo's beautiful eyes crinkled into crescent moons as she happily licked her ice cream cone.
Fang Zong: "..."
Honey, how can you be such a terrible teammate?
Li Xiaoran won't cut me, but his angry look is really unpleasant!
"I mean..."
Fang Zong was about to explain when Li Xiaoran suddenly flew into the sky, and a voice drifted over from afar:
"good…………………"
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