Tang Ning gritted her teeth and stared at him with a pair of eyes, if she could, she really wanted to rush forward and take a bite, and then snatch the Qiankun bag back.

But I didn't have the guts.

This evil star is not an ordinary person, and he wanted to kill her last time!

staring at the hand behind his back, he sighed in his heart: I'm afraid I can't get this Qiankun bag back, it's really a praying mantis catching cicadas, and the yellow finch is behind!

It's a busy day.

Seeing that there was no hope of getting back the Qiankun bag, she didn't bother with it, after all, the original thing was not hers, she could get it, and if she couldn't get it, she couldn't forget it, and she couldn't do it to provoke this evil star.

So, she turned to asking, "Well, donor, how long is the journey from here to Cloudsdale?" ”

Mo Ye glanced at him, a faint light crossed his eyes, and he was a little surprised by his heart. Hearing him ask about the distance, he hooked the corners of his lips and said, "With your footsteps, it will take a month or two to reach Cloud City at the earliest." ”

Hearing this, the corners of Tang Ning's mouth twitched. She had only been on a flying boat for a day when she was taken captive, and if she had to walk back, she would have to walk for a month or two? How big is the span in between?

Her eyes turned, fell on him, and asked with a smile: "Donor, I saw you in the cloud city a few days ago, and now I meet you here, think about it, you have a flying thing?" I wonder if you're going back? Can you give me a ride? I'll pay for the journey. ”

"You think I'll be short of your money?"

Mo Ye's gaze swept over his body, and that look was Chi Guoguo's disdain: "What's more, do you still have money?" ”

Tang Ning only felt that his breath was holding in his chest, and he really wanted to spray him in the face!

Why is she out of money? I really look down on people. He's still holding something in his hand that she hasn't covered yet! It was supposed to be hers, but he robbed it, and was about to speak, when he saw him lean slightly sideways and glance behind him.

"Hurry up, someone's coming this way." Mo Ye's voice was slightly cold, and his deep gaze fell on the little monk.

Hearing this, Tang Ning seemed to think of something, and immediately said: "Then donor, I will leave first, and then there will be no time." As soon as the voice fell, he ran in the direction he was pointing.

Seeing this, the girl who had been following behind also quickly ran after glancing at Mo Ye.

After watching the figure of the little monk disappear from sight, he looked at the Qiankun bag in his hand.

In order to prevent someone from killing and seizing the treasure, there are usually divine imprints in the Qiankun bag, and ordinary people can't detect it, even if they are of equal strength, they can't erase the divine consciousness on it.

They will use this wisp of divine imprint to find the person who has obtained the Qiankun bag, so if they don't have the ability to erase this wisp of divine imprint, holding this thing is like holding a talisman.

Glancing in the direction the little monk left, he toed a little and swept in the other direction, and the black figure had disappeared into the dense forest in a few leaps.

Not long after he left, the old man, who was scarred, came here, and when he saw the body of the man with the sword on the ground, his face suddenly turned gloomy.

He stepped forward to check it, and after making sure that the Qiankun bag was missing, the murderous aura of his body overflowed.

"The red yang fruit that the old man picked with great effort and half his life is not allowed to be coveted by others!" He closed his eyes and stared, and after a while, his eyes looked in a direction in the forest, and he immediately chased after him.

And that direction is the direction in which Mo Ye left......