Oh my god! It really is a feather from a Phoenix! Quick, quick, quick! Stop it! The Sect Master's speed soared to 120%, fearing that if he was even a step slower, the Phoenix would die.
At this time, the little cub was still plucking its fur leisurely.
Murong Mo originally wanted to faint, but when she saw the cub's ignorant and selfish eyes, she suddenly realized that if she dared to faint, the boy would definitely pluck out all her hair.
It was precisely because of this fear that Murong Mo refused to let himself faint.
She curled up her body, her voice trembling as she said to the boy, "What do you want? Let me go! I'm still playing!"
The little cub looked at Murong Mo as if he were an idiot: "I caught you."
Murong Mo: "I know, but can you wait until I'm done with the game? If you don't let me go, I'm going to lose! Then I'll say it was because of you that I lost!"
The little cub looked at her speechlessly: "But, I want to eat you."
"Ah?!" Murong Mo originally thought that the young boy was trying to stop her from competing, but she didn't expect that he actually wanted to... eat her?
After realizing this, Murong Mo was really going crazy!
"Let me go! Let me go! Let me go!!!"
"I caught you," the cub repeated. What he caught was his, so he said, "I'm going to make your wings into a sauce-flavored dish. Your neck is quite long, so I'll make braised food. My sister's braised food is the best. And your body, why are you so skinny? There's no meat at all! I can't even eat enough!"
As the little cub spoke, he glared at Murong Mo fiercely.
W-what? This little idiot wants to eat her, and he dares to complain about her being too thin?! Murong Mo is almost going crazy because of the little cub! No, that's not right. The key point now is not whether I am thin or not, but...
"Let me tell you! I am the daughter of the Murong family, one of the eight wealthy families in the Central Continent. You dare to eat me? Humph! Just wait to die!!! If you kneel down and apologize to me now, I can spare your life! Kneel down quickly!" Murong Mo brought out her identity.
Her identity is very useful to most people, but unfortunately, the people in front of her are young and ignorant of the world, so it is like playing the lute to a cow.
The little cub uttered an "oh," but he didn't really understand what was being said. What were the Eight Great Families? What was the Murong Family? What was that? Could it be roasted and eaten?
"Why don't you let me go?!" Murong Mo looked fierce but was actually weak!
The little cub patted Murong Mo's head as if he were patting an idiot. He muttered to himself, "Sister said that brain damage is also a disease. Would it be bad to eat a sick fairy bird?"
Murong Mo was almost vomiting blood out of anger!
What? How dare you call Miss Murong Jiu a moron?! Simply... simply!
However, Murong Mo suddenly had an idea. She pointed at her nose and said to the little cub, "Yes, yes, I am mentally retarded. I am a huge mentally retarded person. If you eat me, you will become mentally retarded too. So don't eat me!"
The little cub patted the excited Murong Mo's head, his eyes full of sympathy: "Are you really mentally retarded?"
To survive, Murong Mo was also desperate. Hearing this, he nodded wildly: "Yes, yes, yes! I am stupid! I am extremely stupid!!!"
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