Prisoner Tu can't help but feel a little weak, if the master has not encountered his own opportunity, then will he feel that he is using him?

Thinking of this, the prisoner figure seemed to be poured from head to tail by a basin of cold water, and he calmed down in an instant.

Sure enough, when the prisoner finished saying this, the corners of Mo Qianyan's mouth suddenly hooked up evilly, and it suddenly stiffened and didn't dare to meet Mo Qianyan's meaningful gaze.

The prisoner's heart is empty.

Seeing the appearance of the little prisoner, Mo Qianyan finally smiled, and he took out something from his arms and threw it to the prisoner.

The imprisoned figure who was smashed in a bit of a daze suddenly heard a sentence in his ear: "There is no next time!", after hearing this, the prisoner Tu looked at the thing on the ground a little inexplicably.

When its gaze fell on the brilliant demon pill on the ground, it immediately began to rejoice, but after the ecstasy, it suddenly couldn't laugh.

Because the reason why Mo Qianyan said this must have discovered its intentions a long time ago, and the reason why he didn't debunk it was probably to give it a chance to take the initiative to confess.

But the prisoner figure lived up to this trust, and wanted to be here, the prisoner figure grabbed the little paws of the demon pill and trembled a little, it looked at Mo Qianyan tremblingly, but found that the other party didn't seem to care so much about this matter.

At this time, the guilt in the prisoner's heart became even more serious.

Although it accepted the master's demon pill, it could not directly refine this demon pill for the time being, because it had to cultivate well at this time.

Otherwise, with its current situation, if it forcibly refines the demon pill, it is very likely to be counterattacked, so it needs a quiet place to cultivate.

So the prisoner who accepted the demon pill looked at Feng Wuxian pitifully, and Feng Wuxie, whose back was cold when he was imprisoned looking at it with such a gaze, suddenly became a little anxious.

He couldn't stand the way others looked at him without saying a word when he was so aggrieved, which was simply forcing him to do justice, but in the face of the ancestor in front of him, Feng Wuxian felt that there was nothing unfair in this world.

Even if there is, it has nothing to do with the ancestor in front of him, so Feng Wuxian decisively looked away from the prisoner map, it was really a favor, he couldn't help.

Just when Feng Wuxian thought that Prisoner Tu was looking for his help to condemn Mo Qianyan's behavior of casually throwing things and smashing people, Prisoner Tu spoke: "Please put me in the Qiankun bag!"

Seeing that Feng Wuxian deliberately ignored himself, the prisoner had no choice but to take the initiative to speak.

After Prisoner Tu finished saying this, Feng Wuxie's face suddenly became strange, and after Prisoner Tu glanced at him, he immediately understood what Feng Wuxian was afraid of.

So the little prisoner, who was physically and mentally exhausted, said helplessly again: "Don't worry, I promise not to touch anything of you this time." ”

After the prisoner figure said this, Feng Wuxian was slightly relieved, but when it saw the appearance of the prisoner picture, it immediately felt that it was also very pitiful, and it actually chose Mo Qianyan as its master.

At the moment, it has been ruthlessly smashed by the demon pill, and no one has done justice for it, no matter how you look at it, it is more miserable, and he refuses to help, it seems to be a little worse.

Thinking of this, Feng Wuxian silently picked up the prisoner picture and put it in the Qiankun bag, this little guy is really miserable!

Seeing that Feng Wuxian put the prisoner picture into the Qiankun bag again, Mo Qianyan seemed to want to say something and stopped, after he looked at Feng Wuxie, he simply looked away and didn't say a word.

After putting away the little prisoner picture, Feng Wuxian asked with some curiosity, "Senior brother, do you have anything else to gain?"

His question seemed unintentional, but only he knew in his heart how much he was looking forward to Mo Qianyan's next answer.

He had been quietly investigating for a long time within the scope of this Void Mountain's Tianyan realm, but he had no clue about what he wanted to investigate.

"What do you mean?"

Mo Qianyan asked after glancing at him lightly.

"God's Heart, have you got it, senior brother?"

Feng Wuxian asked calmly, Mo Qianyan glanced at him lightly, and then told a few people about the things during this time.

After finishing speaking, he took out the heart of the gods he got and Guixu Ding, and when Feng Wuxian saw Guixu Ding, the whole person was stunned.

He didn't expect that this Mo Qianyan would actually get such a treasure, it seems that his harvest this trip is not ordinary.

"Senior brother, is this Guixu Ding?"

Feng Wuxian asked curiously, at this moment he was not at all curious about the heart of the gods, after all, this heart of the gods had nothing to do with him, and this was different.

Maybe he can borrow it when he needs it.

Although this Guiruding has always belonged to the myth that has been circulating in the vast sea, Feng Wuxian did not expect that one day he would be able to see it with his own eyes.

It is said that when he saw this thing, he should be afraid in his heart, after all, he used to be a demon venerable, and such an artifact had an innate suppression of their demon clan.

But at this moment, he didn't feel this way at all, and he even had a sense of closeness to such a thing, could it be because his body was an immortal cultivator?

Feng Wuxian was a little unsure, but he thought that this body had been completely cleansed, and the spells he practiced were not rejected.

So does it mean that he can no longer cultivate the exercises of the demon race?

This thought made Feng Wuxian break out in a cold sweat, if he really couldn't continue to practice the magic of the demon race, then even if he found his demon god heart, did it mean that he couldn't return to his previous peak state?

With such doubts, Feng Wuxian looked at the heart of the gods in Mo Qianyan's hand again.

This is the heart of the gods that made Qingmo suddenly cultivate to a big increase before, if Qingmo wasn't suffering from a catastrophe at that time, I'm afraid he wouldn't have ended up dead, right?

But how did this God's Heart be found by Mo Qianyan?

Could it be that he has anything to do with Nan Ge Qingmo?

Feng Wuxian began to think hard, but after thinking about it for a long time, Feng Wuxian suddenly realized that this Mo Qianyan seemed to be exactly the same as that annoying Qingmo?

This realization startled Feng Wuxie, although the memories of the past were too far away, and he really had little to do with Qingmo.

If it weren't for those things that happened at that time, he probably wouldn't have encountered Qingmo for the rest of his life, so is Mo Qianyan the same as Qingmo?

Feng Wuxian fell into deep self-doubt, he and Qingmo had only fought once, and in such extreme weather.

But he had suddenly overlapped their faces just now.