Although Mo Xiao looks very calm at this time, he looks like an old monk with no worries.

but in those bloodstained eyes, they betrayed him. There was a flash of joy in the deep pupil.

"Hey, don't worry!"

Seeing Mo Xiao, Li Yi can't help grinning, as if seeing a long-time family member, waving and shouting.

then Li Yi's "short" body, helplessly looking up at Mo Xiao's great body, scolded: "Mo Xiao bastard, look at your relaxed and leisurely appearance now, is that hateful bird dead?"

"nonsense, it's easy to kill that bird. It's the size of a sesame in the flipping room. As early as a month ago,...