People from the Mi family were even less interested.

They came here just to find the holy spring in the desert.

Walked for about a quarter of an hour.

Suddenly, under Ye Qing's spiritual perception, a group of strong men came from the sky.

The Mi family members were surrounded.

The leader was a middle-aged man with oily hair and a big face like a tabby cat.

There is also a flower stuck sideways on the head.

Red roses.

He held a large knife in his hand.

That dress must be as tacky as it is tacky.

However, his cultivation is very strong.

It is the power of a holy being.

Beside him, there are more than 80 strong men, many of whom are in the realm of holy martial arts.

"Desert Bandit, a flower?"

Mihu's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, releasing a fierce killing aura.

If she saw it correctly, the person who came was none other than one of the big thieves roaming the endless desert.

There are many bandits in the endless desert.

The bandit group formed by Yi Zhihua is quite famous.

"Miss Mi, you have very good taste, just like your panda, they are both very good!"

As soon as a flower came up, the fragrance came out of her mouth. As she spoke, her eyes were fixed on the plump front of Mihu's chest.

I didn’t even drool on the spot.
Chapter completed!