Mu Ran looked up and saw a man who looked like a god.
The man walks casually and wears a white robe.
The long black hair was pulled up high.
His sideways figure well revealed his excellent bridge of nose.
Cheeks so white and glowing, lips as red as blood, both make people's hearts flutter.
However, it was the man's eyes that surprised Mu Ran.
The narrow and beautiful eyes are full of coolness, without the slightest emotion, as if everything in this world cannot enter his eyes.
As if sensing that Mu Jian was looking at him, his eyes drooped slightly, and he glanced at Mu Ran.
With just one glance, he lightly withdrew his eyes again.
"Wow, woof, woof!" The little white dog on one side barked excitedly, "Host, this person is the hero!"
527's voice brought Mu Ran back to his senses.
He gritted his teeth, and as if he had made up his mind, he let go of his feet and rushed towards the glowing white man: "Immortal save me!"
However, before he could get close, an extremely strong airflow directly hit his forehead.
The feeling of death is approaching.
An exclamation sounded in my ears.
Mu Ran only felt that his breath was taken away for an instant, and in the next second his eyes went dark and he passed out on the ground.
Before completely passing out, Mu Ran heard various voices.
"That beggar is dying? He rushed to attack the Minqing Immortal?"
"It's over! Minqing Xianzun's cleanliness is extremely serious! This beggar is probably going to die!"
"Tsk tsk tsk, such a dirty person, I'm afraid Minqing Immortal would feel dirty even at a glance This beggar is asking for trouble. I think he probably sneaked in. He deserves it!"
"Tsk, no matter what, this beggar is quite courageous."
The courageous Mu Ran passed out gorgeously.
527 was also a little confused, never expecting such a scene.
It didn't even bother to look at the scenery, so it hurriedly stepped on its short legs and came to Mu Ran, who was only seven years old now.
It stretched out its two front paws, stepped on Muran's face again and again, barking.
The puppy that 527 turns into is a little dirt dog that will never grow up.
It's a small one, and its cry is immature.
Like a child whimpering and crying.
Zhao Linger, who came to chase the little thief, was shocked by the little white dog's voice and his heart trembled.
The scene of the little child falling to the ground, and the puppy whining beside him pushing the child to wake him up made several people present feel a little uncomfortable.
"This child is so pitiful." Zhao Linger looked at the dog eagerly pushing the child, her eyes were a little red.
?The young man in blue, who looks gentle, is also a little bit unbearable.
He sighed softly: "Bury him well."
"Yes, senior brother." Zhao Linger wiped away her tears, and stepped forward to pick up the child on the ground.
However, the white puppy acted more eagerly as if he had sensed her thoughts.
Zhao Linger was so moved by this scene that she couldn't hold back her sobs: "Puppy, don't be sad, your masterwe will bury him well."
The white puppy ignored her, barking louder.
Everyone fell silent, but they didn't know what the white puppy was shouting¡ª"Host! Wake up! Damn it, these people are going to bury you!"
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