Chapter 441: Qin Yinming

The Mole Cricket King screamed angrily, staring at Luo Xiaoman with a pair of grim eyes.
It is a great shame to think that he was fooled by two human children and broke a leg.
He must use the blood of these two humans to wash away this shame.
"Hiss!!" The mole cricket king screamed again, and the surrounding mole crickets responded and surrounded them.
The space here is very narrow, Luo Xiaoman and Mo Yuan are sandwiched between them, and there is no way to unfold their movements. The situation is very urgent.
"General, tear him up for me." Luo Xiaoman gritted his teeth. Now he can only rely on the general to restrain the mole cricket king. The little mole cricket here is blocked by Mo Yuan.
However, they are just trying to live longer. If they can't think of a way to get out, they will eventually be overwhelmed by these little beasts.
Mo Yuan held Yan Prison in his hand, his eyes were cold, every time he swung his sword, the red light was shining, and a mole cricket was dismembered.
However, there are too many mole crickets in front of him, and the space here is very narrow, it is difficult for Mo Yuan to break a blood path.
"Xiaoman!" Suddenly, Mo Yuan glanced at Luo Xiaoman, and the firm divine light in his eyes made Luo Xiaoman's heart startled.
She understood what he meant.
"No! If you just got injured and use the Liuli Guqin, I'm afraid the backlash will be more serious." Luo Xiaoman frowned and refused without hesitation.
"But..." Mo Yuan swept around, the surging mole crickets, like waves, surging up, "We can't hold on for long."
"deep……"
"Xiaoman, trust me." Mo Yuan curled the corners of his lips and gave Luo Xiaoman a faint smile, "I will be fine."
"What's more, the Liuli Guqin is my magic weapon, isn't it?" He said, his body exuded a powerful aura, "If even it can't be controlled, what use is the strong magic weapon?"
Luo Xiaoman's heart trembled, and Mo Yuan's words were like strings of a piano, plucking the tip of his heart.
This guy... is really stubborn and cute.
"Okay!" She sighed, and then looked at Mo Yuan with scorching eyes, "But you must promise me not to get hurt again."
"it is good!"
Mo Yuan nodded, and then turned around, Yan Yu in his hand slammed to the ground.
Suddenly, a strong killing intent rushed out of the sword, repelling all the surrounding mole crickets, leaving a blank.
Here, the Mole Cricket King just blasted the great general out, his eyes fell on Mo Yuan, he seemed to feel something, and then he left the general and rushed here quickly.
Mo Yuan closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Suddenly, a violent aura surged out, bursting the pony tail behind.
The scattered ponytails swagger and dance, and the black straight robe is hunting and hunting, so majestic.
Hum!
A guqin emerged and fell into Mo Yuan's hand.
He set the piano with his left hand and pressed his right hand on the strings, revealing a terrifying power.
Looking at Mo Yuan's back, Luo Xiaoman's mind involuntarily showed the previous picture. That figure standing proudly before the group of immortals, is so similar to him now, just like the same person.
Yuan, did you really inherit that man's skills?
still is……
"Hiss!!" The Mole Cricket King screamed angrily, rushed up quickly, then jumped forward and flew towards Mo Yuan.
At the same time, the surrounding mole crickets rushed forward in a hurry, trying to tear the person in front of them to pieces.