Quick Transmigration Female Supporting Character: Male God, Please Lie Down

Hua Qingyou sat on Xiaobao's back and flew away. From afar, she saw Le Mozhuochen and his group of people trembling.

Even the strongest fists can't fight four hands. Mo Zhuochen is an unparalleled genius, but he is still just one person.

Moreover, his cultivation level is comparable to that of Chang Xiyuan and the others.

At this moment, Chang Xiyuan and four or five others surrounded her.

Xiao Bao let out a long howl and then swooped down.

Hua Manxue was standing there, watching Mo Zhuochen being surrounded and attacked. Such a handsome young man was about to die here. No matter how she looked at it, she still felt a little sad.

But then, the thought of him being with Hua Qingyou brought back that feeling of disgust.

why?

Now that she's in this state, although many people still flatter her, she can see that those people look down on her.

They all looked down on her.

This made Hua Manxue very upset.

But none of that matters. After that... the entire continent will be hers, and then no one will dare to show any strange expression in front of her.

She has the final say in everything.

Thinking of this, Hua Manxue's pity subsided slightly.

She took two steps back, her expression turning ferocious.

At that moment, a loud bang was heard, followed by gusts of wind.

The people fighting on the ground were all blown off balance by the strong wind, making them stagger.

They all looked up at the sky and saw a giant dragon about to fly down from the sky.

There seemed to be a person sitting on the back of that giant dragon...

"Hua Qingyou..."

Hua Manxue cursed through gritted teeth, and she made a spell in her hand, about to throw it at Hua Qingyou who was sitting on Xiaobao.

But before she could throw it, she was hit by a lightning ball that came out of Xiao Bao's mouth, and she fell heavily to the ground.

"Xue'er—"

The men who were attacking Mo Zhuochen all started shouting.

Hua Manxue lay on the ground, barely alive. Half of her body was charred black, making her look horribly gruesome.

Yu Xin, Qian Shanyue, and Chang Xiyuan all rushed to Hua Manxue's side.

Only Tang Gu remained beside Mo Zhuochen.

Normally, dealing with so many people might have been a bit difficult for Mo Zhuochen, but since it was just Tang Gu alone, it was very easy.

The long sword in his hand slashed at Tang Gu's arm. Tang Gu was looking at Hua Manxue at this moment and truly felt that this woman was a femme fatale. In an instant, all three men ran away and ran to her side.

In that brief moment of distraction, his arm was chopped off by Mo Zhuochen.

Mo Zhuochen has an ice spirit root. After his arm was cut off, half of his body was frozen.

"Come up!"

Hua Qingyou reached out and gently patted Xiao Bao's back, and Xiao Bao flew down.

With her body slightly lowered, Hua Qingyou reached out her hand.

This immediately pulled Mo Zhuochen up.

Mo Zhuochen sat behind Hua Qingyou, and Xiao Bao flew into the air again.

The two men looked down at the group of people.

Tang Gu had already realized that something was wrong, and disregarding the fact that he only had one arm, he quickly ran to the side.

Chang Xiyuan and the other two were still surrounding the withered Hua Manxue.