"Don't kill me now?" Lu Yunyi sneered: "Mo Batian, do you treat me as a three-year-old child, do you want to kill me as soon as I walk out of this room?"

"What do you want?" asked Mo Huasong.

"I want you to swear to Martial Dao now, you can't kill me in the future, and I'll give you this nine-leaf Tianyang grass. Lu Yunyi shouted.

Mo Huasong's face changed, Lu Yunyi's request was too much.

I don't know what's going on, I've been looking for this nine-leaf Tianyang grass, but I can't find it.

I didn't expect Lu Yunyi to be able to find it, which can be regarded as her chance.

In order to save Mu Fanxuan, wouldn't you kill Lu Yunyi? Mo Huasong was unwilling.

No, you can't just be cheap Lu Yunyi. Thinking of this, Mo Huasong shook his head and said, "Lu Yunyi, since you can find the Nine-Leaf Tianyang Grass, we will also find it." When I spend a billion spirit stones to buy them, someone will definitely help me find them. Besides, you should have more than a billion spirit stones on you now, right?"

Seeing that Mo Huasong refused to agree, Lu Yunyi didn't dare to open his mouth, so he said anxiously: "Mo Batian, so be it, I just need you to promise not to kill me in this ruin." After we go out in the future, we will do whatever we want. ”

Mo Huasong thought for a while and said, "I can promise you this, but I want you to do it without provoking me." If you provoke me in the ruins, I can kill you. ”

"Okay, I promise you. "How dare Lu Yunyi provoke Mo Batian now.

Mo Batian is a monster that makes people scared when they look at it, obviously his heart has been pierced by her, but he is not dead yet?

Could it be that Mo Batian is an immortal strength? In the inheritance of Qingyun Immortal, it was said that as long as you reach the realm of immortals, you can come back to life.

Impossible, how could Mo Batian be an immortal? If he had such strength, he would have killed himself early in the morning, would he still need to drag it here?

Lu Yunyi asked Mo Huasong to swear a poisonous oath in front of the martial arts, and then handed over the Nine-Leaf Tianyang Grass to him.

Lu Yunyi didn't dare to stay here, and hurriedly ran outside.

As she passed by the corpses, she hurriedly picked up the black board.

Zeng Chunyu said anxiously: "Brother, in fact, you don't need to let Lu Yunyi have such a good time." ”

Mo Huasong shook his head and said: "Girl, you don't know, I need this nine-leaf Tianyang grass to save someone, I can't afford to wait, when I go out and deal with some things, I will go back to the world." ”

Although it has been two years, Mo Huasong is afraid that something will change.

If Mu Fanxuan couldn't wait to pass away, it would be his loss.

"I see. Zeng Chunyu didn't say anything anymore.

Mo Huasong put away the Nine-Leaf Tianyang Grass, walked over and picked up the space storage bags on those cultivators, and found that there were still a lot of things inside.

By this time, the cultivators who could live would have some good things on their bodies.

After all, thirty days in the ruins is no joke.

Finally got the Nine-Leaf Tianyang Grass, Mo Huasong was no longer worried, and he could finally solve the problem for Mu Fanxuan.

Because he couldn't find the Nine-Leaf Tianyang Grass before, Mo Huasong was very worried about Mu Fanxuan's body, and now the stone in his heart has fallen to the ground.

Therefore, he didn't kill Lu Yunyi this time, and Mo Huasong also felt that it was worth it.

Out of the cultivation realm, Lu Yunyi can't escape, where is she her opponent?

And he's outside, and he can get a lot of tricks.

Mo Huasong didn't go out either, letting Zeng Chunyu stay at the door, and then he sat there practicing the exercises.

A few hours later, Mo Huasong returned to the state he had just been.

Zeng Chunyu couldn't help but be secretly surprised when he saw that Mo Huasong was now like a person who had nothing to do: "Brother, are you actually okay?"

"Yes, I'm fine. However, you are not suitable for cultivating my kind of exercises. Mo Huasong said helplessly.

You must know that this kind of exercise can only be cultivated by a reborn immortal like Mo Huasong, who has a lot of strength and knowledge.

If you don't have talent or an ability like Mo Huasong, it is estimated that you won't be able to cultivate for long before you die.

Like Su Weidong, with an extraordinary talent, he can cultivate Vajra Divine Skill. In fact, Vajra Shengong is also a kind of alchemy.

Zeng Chunyu asked, "Brother, are we going out now?"

"Don't worry, let's rest inside, it's actually better here than outside. Mo Huasong looked at Zeng Chunyu and couldn't help but move.

He seemed to have not been in harmony with Zeng Chunyu for a long time, thinking of this, Mo Huasong took out the formation flag and directly laid out the formation at the door of the room.

At the same time, he also threw out a monitoring magic weapon, and then made a hidden formation in the room, even if he wanted to use his divine sense to check them outside, he couldn't find it.

Zeng Chunyu saw Mo Huasong take out the tent, and couldn't help but ask strangely, "Brother, what are you going to do?"

"Let's take a good rest, anyway, there are cultivators guarding outside. As long as we hold out for thirty days, we can leave the ruins. Mo Huasong said as he looked at Zeng Chunyu's plump body.

Zeng Chunyu saw Mo Huasong staring at her like this, where did he not know what he was thinking?

She was so shy that she lowered her head and stood there not daring to move.

"Silly girl, what are you still doing there? Why don't you hurry up and come over to accompany my brother? Don't worry, I made a formation outside, and they can't see or hear what we're doing here. Even if they want to break in, they won't be able to break in for a while. Mo Huasong said with a smile.

Zeng Chunyu heard Mo Huasong say this, he was no longer shy, and hurriedly turned around and rushed towards Mo Huasong.

Soon, they collapsed in their tents—

Seeing that Mo Huasong didn't come out outside, Feilong walked strangely to the door, and found that he couldn't get in.

He hurriedly attacked the formation at the door, thinking of rushing inside.

Mo Huasong's voice came from inside with a little panting: "Feilong, I'm resting, don't disturb me, or I'll go out and kill you." ”

"You're resting, why do you seem to be panting for breath while exercising?" the fat dragon touched his head strangely.

On the morning of the next day, when those cultivators were cultivating comfortably in the palace, they heard the guards at the door say that the fierce beast had rushed over, and everyone was so frightened that they stood up together.

"Let's block them in the hall and tell the Decepticon to come out. The cultivators cried out in fear.

In their eyes, the genius of Mo Ba is their current leader, if he is not there, how can he fight later?

In fact, they are not fools, after listening to Mo Huasong's analysis, they know that the hall of the palace is the best battlefield.

Because there are at most 30,000 or 40,000 people here, it is impossible for those fierce beasts to rush in so many companions at once, so it is similar to their battle.

After they kill those beasts, if any more beasts come, they still have hope of killing those beasts.

After all, the fierce beasts were several times their number, which made them very worried.