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But when he finished his calculations, he stood firm and was immediately furious.

Mo Beijun was not swallowed by the fire, but was enveloped in the clumps of flames. The fire that Shang Qinghua had just now did not hit him, but drew a large circle around him, and the dancing Xuanyang True Fire encircled the two of them.

Although Mobei-jun is not allowed to get out of the circle, Shuguang-jun is also not allowed to enter the circle. If he exerts force from the air, his ice technique will be melted by Xuanyang True Fire. In this way, it doesn't look like an attack technique, but rather like a protection circle!

Aware of being deceived, Shuguangjun's face immediately turned pale.

Mo Beijun was photographed by Shuguangjun into a vicious demonic energy, and he was scrambling to do evil in the limbs. Shang Qinghua was scrambling around him and couldn't help. Shuguangjun walked around the Xuanyang fire circle far away, sneering as he walked.

He said: "I was wrong just now. You are more than loyal, you are so loyal and righteous. For my incompetent nephew, come back to die in vain! I just don't know, how long can you last in this circle?"

These words hit Shang Qinghua's sore spot.

The fire that Shen Qingqiu gave, he threw it all at once, leaving no trace at all. He squatted next to Mo Beijun and prayed with blood: "Did you hear me, king, he wants to kill me, your uncle wants to kill me! You must digest it quickly, I really don't know what this circle can do. How long will it last!"

Suddenly, there was a loud cracking sound, and ice, dust, frost, and ash fell from the top of the head.

Shang Qinghua squatted unsteadily and shook with the throbbing flames.

I saw Shuguangjun retracted from a pillar with one hand and said: "You think you can't come out, so I can't do anything about you?"

He wants to collapse the ice castle, smash to death or bury Mo Beijun alive!

Seeing that the icicles climbed out of the cracks, and Shuguangjun's second palm was about to hit, Shang Qinghua hurriedly said: "Come out, come out here!"

Just like a bitter frog jumping into a frying pan, he slowly jumped out of the circle.

When you come out, don't even think about going in again, Shuguangjun is like a ghost, grabbing him: "What's the use of you coming out? Remove the fire!"

In fact, he was also a little flustered. don't know how long it will take for Mo Beijun to suppress that demonic energy. If he has finished adjusting his breath and digested the seven successful bodies before the fire of Xuanyang has died down, wouldn't today's change become a farce?

Shang Qinghua said, "I only know how to set fires, but don't know how to put out fires."

Shuguangjun: "Then let him come out!"

Shang Qinghua: "This... Your Majesty, seeing what he looks like now, he can't even think about it."

Shuguangjun sneered and put his hand on Shang Qinghua's heart.

He said kindly: "Then you say, if your heart is freezing, will he come out on impulse?"

Shang Qinghua: "If this kind of thing can be broken through 'impulse', I suggest that you try 'impulsively' to see if you can rush in..."

He couldn't say anything after that.

Shuguangjun hummed the ice magic formula softly, sang it into a pleasant and vicious little song, and said: "Mobei, little uncle is really unexpected, you actually have a lackey who refuses to betray you so far. What a pity to lose such a good dog, isn't it?"

Near the heart cavity, a piece of ice and snow.

Shang Qinghua's lips were purple, and he raised his hand and said, "Junjunjunjun."

Shuguangjun: "Say."

Shang Qinghua: "You are like this... Freezing my heart, I, I, I can't make a sound, it sounds miserable enough, Dada can't achieve the purpose you want him to be 'impulsive'. I recommend... I suggest you still hit me. I promise to scream hard and scream miserably."

Shuguangjun: "Oh. But my hands are very heavy. What if I can't control it and kill you?"

Shang Qinghua: "It's nothing, nothing, I can handle it. I'm used to it, and I'm always beating your nephew..."

Before the words fell, Shang Qinghua realized how "heavy" Shuguangjun's hand was.

He didn't use demonic energy, he was completely physical attack.Shang Qinghua could clearly hear the sound of each rib being broken, and the hissing sound of his chest leaking out after he vomited too much blood.

When the fangs were a little loose, Shang Qinghua thought to himself, compared with his uncle and other demons, Mobei-Jun is so fucking gentle and kind, he is like a little angel.

The longer he delays, the more anxious and furious Jun Guangjun is, stepping on his back, pulling his arm, and grinning: "Isn't it guaranteed to scream hard and scream miserably? Why is the mouth so strict,Hasn't it leaked yet?"

This action brought some extremely bad associations to Shang Qinghua. He hurriedly spat out the hot blood in his mouth and shouted with sincerity.

Shuguang Jundao: "Well, not bad. Unfortunately, it is not miserable enough. I will help you."

The terrifying pain of torn muscles, bones and bones came from the shoulders.Shang Qinghua opened his mouth and let his fear die out, but he couldn't speak out.