Chapter 1243: Strange Race
There is a reason why Lin Mo doesn't give Luo Qiying a good look, it is because he is in a state of turmoil at the moment, and he has no mood and mind to care about what beauty is not beautiful.
How could Luo Qiying not know? She caught up with her, and she knew Lin Mo's state of mind at the moment.
Therefore, I know that along the way, Luo Qiying almost didn't say a word.
Her actions made Lin Mo frown slightly, and she couldn't help but say, "Why are you following me?"
Luo Qiying smiled and said, "I'm not following you, I'm afraid that something will happen to you." ”
Lin Mo sneered: "Pretend!"
Luo Qiying smiled and shook her head: "If something happens to you and you don't say anything else, I won't be able to pass Master's level." ”
Luo Qiying is a disciple of Qiushui Tianxin, her master is Qiushui Tianxin, and the relationship between Qiushui Tianxin and Lin Mo, Luo Qiying is very clear.
How could Lin Mo not know about this? sneered: "Don't worry, I won't bother you!"
Whether it is involved or not, Luo Qiying doesn't care much now, what she cares about is what Lin Mo is hiding from Xiao Yong.
Perhaps seeing Luo Qiying's thoughts, Lin Mo said: "I won't harm them, as for you, it depends on the situation." ”
Luo Qiying doesn't care, she is a disciple of Qiushui Tianxin after all, even if this disciple is far from reaching the point of personal transmission, but after all, she is her disciple, isn't it?
No matter how Lin Mo couldn't get used to Luo Qiying, he wouldn't murder her for no reason, as for a reason...... Luo Qiying didn't think there was anything that offended Lin Mo.
Both of them were in a hurry, not slow, and there was a method of moving thousands of miles in the middle.
They had been on the road for about a day like this, and they had already left the secret realm of Qingzhou, and even out of the world where the Zhihua Sect was located, and where they were at the moment was a world of déjà vu.
Thousands of miles of silence, there is no living plant, this is the world of the tide of pregnant spirits?
Luo Qiying thought so, but Lin Mo shook his head and vetoed.
Lin Mo had been to the world where the tide of the pregnant spirit was located, and compared with the picture in his memory, he could recognize that this was another world.
In addition to the contrast with memory, there is also a great difference in the breath between heaven and earth.
And in this aura, Lin Mo noticed the same déjà vu.
Lin Mo was very familiar with the breath of Qiushui Tianxin, if it was the remnant of Qiushui Tianxin's breath, he could distinguish it at once, but this familiar breath, he thought for a moment before remembering where he had met it.
It was still on the other side of the tide of the pregnant spirit, and the aura of the strange female cultivator who was chased by the scaly giant was not much different from this familiar aura.
"By the way, isn't she back in her race? Could it be that this world is the world where her race is located?"
Lin Mo could remember the name of the beauty, and he didn't bother to remember the name of the female cultivator who was not very good-looking.
He roughly remembered, it seemed that the strange nun was a priest of their race or something.
Priest? Lin Mo remembered the evil rain charm who was also a priest.
That's a big beauty, and she's still the first beauty of the evil clan.
To be honest, Lin Mo had a little thought about her, but unfortunately, that woman only regarded Xiao Yong as a backer who could seek a glimmer of life for the evil clan.
As everyone knows, he Lin Mo is also a backer! And if you really want to say it, his backer is no worse than Xiao Yong.
"Why don't you rob her when you go back this time?"
Why did Lin Mo have such an idea, it was all to blame on Xiao Yong! Who told him to occupy a clone of Qiushui Tianxin?
"But if you really want to rob it, wouldn't you want to reveal your true identity to the evil rain ghost?"
is not only a matter of revealing his true identity, but also another problem, Lin Mo doesn't think that the evil rain charm who is enchanted to the bone will like his way.
Shaking his head, Lin Mo no longer thought about this troublesome question, his body moved, and followed the aura of déjà vu to find the strange female cultivator he had seen before.
It was not difficult to find, but tens of thousands of miles away, Lin Mo saw the strange female cultivator and her people in his divine sense.
How can I say that? It's been a bit miserable.
But this miserable is not Uncle Hanyue's miserable who is so hungry that they can't find anything to eat, it's the strange female cultivators, many of whom have been turned into mud figures.
No, it's not a clay figurine, it's a clay figurine made of mud, or a clay figurine that can move and walk around.
The group of strange nuns is a relatively large group, with a population of tens of thousands, but there are tens of thousands of clay figurines among them.
Moreover, in addition to the clay figurines, there are also thousands of clansmen whose bodies are partially in the state of clay figurines.
For example, the strange nun has one of her hands in the state of a clay figurine.
Of course, Luo Qiying couldn't see the fact that the clay figurines were the clansmen of the weird female cultivators, after all, her eyes were not as good as Lin Mo's eyes.
And when Lin Mo saw it, he was a little surprised by the means that caused the strange female cultivator's clan to become like that.
It's not a curse, it's not a ban, it's more like a kind of change, or the kind of erosion from the outside in.
It was impossible to see the truth from a distance, so Lin Mo flew to the tribe where the strange female cultivator's clan was located.
The architecture of this tribe is a mixture of mud and pottery, with some stone and wood in it.
Lin Mo and Luo Qiying obviously belonged to outsiders, and their flight immediately caused a reaction from the people of this tribe.
It was women and children who immediately went back to their respective homes and closed the doors, while the young and strong people took their weapons and surrounded Lin Mo and Luo Qiying.
Their weapons...... How do you say that? It's a bit primitive.
But the primitive is the modeling, but the production materials are mostly refined metal, and the magic atmosphere on the top is strong, which obviously belongs to the category of magic weapons.
The weird nun is the priest in their group, and there was originally a patriarch above the priest or something, but unfortunately now their patriarch should be dead, and the new patriarch has not yet been elected, so the strange nun is the most powerful in this race.
Of course, this race is also a race that belongs to the cultivation realm, and the most powerful means the strongest.
Therefore, the strange female cultivator also gathered around, and then stared at Lin Mo a few times, and spoke happily.
Luo Qiying looked directly confused, she obviously didn't understand what the other party was saying.
Lin Mo had been in contact with the strange female cultivator before, and he could roughly understand what the other party meant.
The other party saw his acquaintance and thought he was here to help them.
Is Lin Mo here to help them? Obviously not! He's here to find Qiushui Tianxin.
But with the help of the way, maybe it's okay.
Lin Mo used the way of voice transmission in his brain to say that he could help according to the situation.
The strange nun thanked her excitedly, and then waved her hand to let those clansmen do what they should do.