Ning Caichen smiled, a little surprised. He didn't expect that this little girl was eloquent, had good eloquence, and knew how to quarrel.

"Miss Mo, is the flying sword mine?" Ning Caichen said with a smile.

"It's obviously my flying sword, but you said it's yours, it's too shameless." Elf Mo burst into anger.

Mo Chuanjian smiled bitterly, but the girl was still tender, and she was angry after a few words and couldn't help but shake her head.

Ning Caichen felt that this girl was full of wood spirit energy and belonged to the wood spirit body. She had not the strongest combat power, but her healing spells were indeed effective.

If it weren't for the true energy of wood attributes, Ning Caichen would not be able to clamp Mo's flying sword.

Both physical strength and true energy are weak, which is the biggest weakness of the Elf Mo.

But these weaknesses are only considered weaknesses in Ning Caichen. Other people's physical strength and true energy cannot be compared with Mo Yingling. After all, their skills come from inheritance, and being able to reach half of their combat power at the same level of cultivation is also a genius.

Mo Yingling has 100% used her own combat power to cultivate her, so among her peers, there is really no one who can compete with her.

The Mo Ling belongs to the wood spiritual root, which is better than the ninth-grade spiritual root. If it is based on the quality, it should belong to the tenth-grade spiritual root.

"It's not my flying sword, why is it in my hands?" Ning Caichen said with a smile.

Mo Yin vomited blood with aura. No matter how stupid he was, he would not say that Ning Caichen's spiritual root fingers clamped her flying sword. She said that she had no face at all.

The tenth-grade spiritual root is extremely smart and intelligent, so naturally he would not say such stupid words, but his mood is not enough, and he is angry by Ning Caichen and loses his past calmness.

"I can cut off the link between you and the flying sword. Once it is cut off, your Taoist root will be unstable. You are too impulsive. Don't think you are invincible." Ning Caichen said calmly.

Mo Yinling's appearance was fading. If Ning Caichen cut off the link with the flying sword, she would immediately enter the false pill stage and would no longer have the ability to suppress her cultivation and advance to the level.

Mo Lijian only now knew why Uncle Second did not take action to watch. The elf is Mo Chuanjian's heart and soul. If he was bullied, he would definitely take action. Now he is afraid of throwing a mouse and dare not do anything randomly, just for fear of angering Ning Caichen. In anger, he cut off the link between Mo Ying and the flying sword.

The flying sword is Mo Yinling's natal magic weapon. Once it is cut off, the mind will be damaged and geniuses will become useless.

If it is not the critical point of the upcoming promotion, there is no fatal disadvantage.

But Mo Li Jian didn't know why Mo Chuanjian didn't dare to take action because of Ju Tianba.

Ning Caichen is also like Mo Yinling, so he knows to cut off Mo Yinling's fatal weakness, so controlling Mo Yinling is equivalent to controlling Mo Chuanjian.

"As long as you promise to let Elf Mo be my personal maid, I will let her go, otherwise I will destroy her." Ning Caichen said as he burst into a majestic aura.

Mo Chuanjian's face changed endlessly. This was a cruel humiliation. Letting the Mo family genius be his personal maid was a slap in the face.

"My patience is limited." Ning Caichen said coldly.

"From now on, Mo Yingling will be your personal maid." Mo Chuanjian was full of murderous aura, but he still said something against his will.

"Little maid, you have to pay it back when you come out. You two choose to be my personal maid, and the other is to let me slash a sword." Ning Caichen showed an evil smile.
Chapter completed!