"Mo Yun is the best tribute I've ever encountered, I can't go wrong!"

At the same time, Mo Yun, who was in the swamp, felt that the sky was spinning, and he subconsciously struggled, but found that he was in chaos.

When he opened his eyes again, he found a splendid palace in front of him.

Mo Yun almost thought that he was dreaming, and pinched himself hard, only to know that it was reality.

Thinking of Qian Luoling, who was still in the hands of the enemy, Mo Yun couldn't help but step forward quickly.

But in the next second, he realized that something was wrong, the palace in front of him was in a haze, as if it was shrouded in a mist, and he frowned.

But when he thought of Qian Luoling, he still gritted his teeth and walked in.

The man who came into view was the man directly above, Mo Yun released his spiritual power to perceive, and found that the other party was unfathomable, and he couldn't help clenching his fists and observing the surrounding environment.

In the middle of the palace is a huge round jar, surrounded by all kinds of bottles and jars.

Looking at the pitch-black jar, he always felt something gushing out.

And the man in the main seat looked at the man in front of him, and only felt that it was extremely interesting, and it was very strange that a tribute was still self-conscious.

He couldn't help but look at it a few more times before he spoke.

"Boy, do you know where this is?"

"I don't know, let's talk about it!"

Mo Yun didn't expect He Hai to answer, and he looked at the surrounding environment twice more in case of emergency.

Seeing that there was almost nothing else around except for all kinds of bottles and cans, and the emptiness was unobstructed, Mo Yun couldn't help frowning, and subconsciously looked for a hiding place.

As soon as He Hai was about to speak, he felt as if he was being led by the nose, and immediately glared at him.

"You don't need to know that, you just need to know that you're going to be a sacrifice soon!"

Mo Yun didn't bother to make a false mistake with him, and directly asked about Qian Luoling's fate.

"Where's my wife?"

"Isn't your wife already dead? But soon you'll be following in her footsteps!"

"What!"

In an instant, Mo Yun's eyes widened, as if he was deaf, and he hoped that he had heard it wrong.

But looking at He Hai's cold face, he knew that there was no need for this person to lie to him.

But in fact, He Hai just wanted to see Mo Yun's ugly appearance, and he didn't even know who Mo Yun's wife was.

If he had known that the final result would be his own sin, I'm afraid he wouldn't have said that at all, but that's another story.

At this time, Mo Yun seemed to be crazy, and his spiritual power skyrocketed.

He was originally reliving his life for Qian Luoling, but now it has only been a long time, and his wife is dead, so what is the point of him doing it again, he might as well go with Qian Luoling.

But before that, he would never allow He Hai to live alone.

Looking at Mo Yun, who was like a clown jumping off the beam, He Hai only felt very ridiculous.

This is his offering, and it is to be enjoyed by him in the end, not to lose his temper here.

The dark black mist swept in again, and Mo Yun was already unstable, and it was difficult for his spiritual power to condense, so he was directly beaten to the ground.

"Okay, come with me, maybe you can see your wife earlier?"

"You...... I'm going to kill you!"

Mo Yun knew that he was hitting a stone with an egg, but it was about Qian Luoling, and he had to fight hard.

"Ridiculous!"

He Hai didn't take Mo Yun to heart at all, the dark black mist was condensed into a whip by him, and he threw it directly at Mo Yun.

Syllable!

A crunch!

Mo Yun just stood up before he fell to the ground again, touching the bottles and cans on the side.

In the next second, Mo Yun felt shocked.

I saw that these bottles and cans were like dominoes, knocking over one of the others and then bursting.

Mo Yun noticed He Hai's drastic change in face, and realized that the bottles and cans in front of him would definitely not be ordinary things.

Sure enough, in an instant, the entire palace was filled with resentful spirits.

If it weren't for Mo Yun's firm mind, he would have thought that he was filming a ghost movie.

There were all kinds of people among them, and there was even a family of three clinging to each other, the only thing that was the same was that they looked at He Hai's angry eyes.

In an instant, Mo Yun understood who this group of people really was.

He ran around the palace like crazy, trying to see if there was any money in it.

"Wife, you are not here, I am Mo Yun, is it okay for you to promise, as long as you promise, I will go over immediately, and I will never break my promise!"

Hearing Mo Yun's voice, He Hai scoffed.

He has killed more people, and the only thing he is sure of is that the group of people in front of him will definitely not make any waves.

Looking at the resentful spirits floating in the main hall, he only felt disgusted.

He Hai moved his mind and wanted to make them disappear completely.

Mo Yun, who was concerned about Qian Luoling, naturally sensed the fluctuation of strength, and blessed his soul, so he figured out what He Hai wanted to do.

A pair of scarlet eyes stared at He Hai stunned, even if he fought for his life, he had to kill He Hai.

"What? Do you still want to do anything to me? Have you weighed how many pounds and taels you have?"

"No matter what, if you touch my people, I won't let you have a good time!"

Looking at Mo Yun's eyes, He Hai even had the idea of retreating.

But he looked down on Mo Yun, so naturally he wouldn't take this omen seriously.

But Mo Yun looked at the resentful spirits around him and suddenly had a bold idea.

"Wife, believe me, soon I can end all this, go over to accompany you, and I will definitely not waste too long!"

After speaking, Mo Yun used the spiritual power of his whole body, and even wanted to turn the power of the resentful spirits around him into his own use.

He Hai saw Mo Yun's thoughts and was still laughing at him.

"They're a bunch of waste, what if you absorb their power?"

"Really?"

As soon as Mo Yun's words fell, He Hai sensed the fluctuations of the surrounding forces.

The resentful spirit really moved towards Mo Yun's side at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it merged with Mo Yun like this.

"It can't be!"

He Hai's heart was instantly empty.

But at this time, Mo Yun didn't intimidate him at all, like a divine help, and even all kinds of moves spontaneously appeared in his mind, more like all kinds of things he had experienced.

Mo Yun shook his head, those pictures flashed in his mind one by one like a passing cloud, he felt more and more powerful, even if it was to fight ten more He Hai, it was no problem, and when he faced He Hai again, he did not have the slightest fear.

However, He Hai inexplicably felt that he was lower than Mo Yun, and subconsciously straightened his waist.

Looking at He Hai's small movements, Mo Yun couldn't help but sneer.

"It's just you, the woman who dares to touch me!"