The lids of the two coffins slipped off at the same time, and Jin Wenwen's face was blue and purple, lying motionless on her back in the coffin≈Chinese.

Ning Fuchen knew that she was not dead, but her breath was like a gossamer, and her whole body organs were severely deprived of oxygen, and she was already unconscious.

With a wave of his hand, the ropes on Jin Wenwen and Jin Shaoyou's bodies suddenly broke into several knots and fell to the ground. As soon as Jin Shaoyou was relieved, he immediately crawled to the side of the coffin and shouted loudly: "Wenwen, Wenwen, don't die." ”

"Grandpa rest assured, it's just a temporary fainting, and it's fine. ”

After Ning Fuchen finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and pressed Jin Wenwen's acupoint a few times, and Jin Wenwen really woke up with a "bang".

"Brother Mo, have I arrived in the underworld? I knew that as long as I arrived in the underworld, I could see you. ”

"What are you talking about?" Ning Fuchen said, hugging Jin Wenwen out.

"Wanyun, you help her rest for a while, and I'll deal with it. Ning Fuchen looked at the corpses all over the ground and said to He Wanyun.

He Wanyun took Jin Wenwen, and sat down on the stone next to her with Jin Lao, while pushing blood for Jin Wenwen through the palace.

Ning Fuchen made a few handprints on his hands, and the huge aura instantly drove the surrounding air, like a sudden tornado, and swept the sarcophagus containing the corpse of Mo San Gongzi and the surrounding corpses into the big pit.

When the tornado blew on a headless corpse, Ning Fuchen suddenly felt a faint aura fluctuation, if there was nothing, it seemed familiar.

Hey!

Genshin Beads!

Ning Fuchen was overjoyed in his heart, a red rope suddenly flew out of the neck of this headless corpse, and a pendant like a dzi was hanging on it, what was it if it wasn't a Yuan Shen Bead? Ning Fuchen's divine sense distinguished it a little, it turned out that this was the corpse of that prefecture-level martial artist, and it was also the first person Ning Fuchen killed with a flying sword.

The tornado continued to sweep wildly, and after a while, the surrounding corpses were gone.

The ground was immediately clean, including some deciduous and withered grass, all buried in the pit, and a huge mound was piled up, and finally achieved the purpose of Mo Sangongzi to be buried with someone, this pit was at least more than 100 people to be buried, but they were piled together horizontally and vertically, and I don't know who buried whom.

Ning Fuchen squatted down and looked at Jin Wenwen: "Are you better?"

Jin Wenwen broke free from Jin Lao's arms and threw herself into Ning Fuchen's arms: "Brother Mo, I thought I would never see you again." ”

"Okay, don't cry, isn't that good? Wenwenji people have their own natural appearance, and those villains should all be damned. ”

"The patriarch won't give up, Brother Mo, let's go, hurry back to Huangya Cave and hide. ”

"No need, in the future, we will live in the sun openly and openly, and we will not go anywhere. ”

"Brother Mo, the Mo family is so powerful, grandpa, let's go back." ”

"Grandpa, you take Wenwen away first, and I'll come back when I go to Xiamo City, Wanyun, you give me a few more lightning strike talismans." ”

Since He Wanyun already has considerable attainments in alchemy drawing talismans, second-order talismans like lightning strike talismans are already handy, so there is no need to be overly economical, seeing that Ning Fuchen needs it, He Wanyun actually took out more than a dozen second-order spirit talismans and handed them to him.

"You also go with Grandpa Jin, take care of them, and I'll go to Mocheng to bring their lair." ”

"Well, be careful. He Wanyun habitually explained, a foundation building monk, if a few ordinary people can't beat it, then it is better to take a piece of tofu and kill it.

Jin Shaoyou was about to say a few words, but Ning Fuchen's figure flickered, and he disappeared.

"Come, let's go too. After He Wanyun finished speaking, she picked up Jin Wenwen on her back, led Jin Shaoyou with one hand, and walked on the net return road, just a few feet away, and suddenly a large group of people drove over.

Jin Lao was startled, and he Wanyun pulled behind him.

"Grandpa Jin, don't be afraid, just leave it to me. "With He Wanyun's mid-stage Qi cultivation, even if there are hundreds of ordinary people, it is just a matter of waving their hands.

"Less travel, less travel. ”

When Jin Lao heard that he was called Shaoyou, he couldn't help but be dumbfounded, it turned out that the gossip old man Jin Baiyi came to the rescue with a group of young people from Jinjiazhuang, and hurriedly walked a few steps and greeted him: "Why are you here?"

"Mo Tianshan's kid was too impulsive, and we were afraid that he would suffer, so we organized dozens of men to come over to help. ”

"No need, more than 100 people below the head of the Mo family have all been buried here, and he is going to Mo City to clean up the mess. ”

"Then let's hurry over too. ”

More than ten miles of mountain roads, Ning Fuchen arrived in the blink of an eye, Jin Lao and his gang had to walk for an hour, just turned a few mountain passes, and suddenly heard thunder in the sky, the sky suddenly darkened, and the wind suddenly rose.

He Wanyun knew that it was Ning Fuchen's lightning strike talisman that was threatening.

In about a quarter of an hour, the thunder and lightning stopped, the clouds opened and the sun rose, and the sky returned to clearness.

Soon, everyone came to the city of Mo.

The sight in the city was astonishing, almost all of them were standing on the streets, looking up at the sky.

"What's the matter, what's wrong?" asked an old man.

"Oh, something happened, the patriarch's mansion was razed to the ground by lightning points, no one in the mansion survived, and the patriarch's guard was also struck by lightning, I heard that as long as the people who practiced martial arts died. ”

"Also, the two big characters of this Mocheng suddenly became Jincheng, you see, the golden light is shining, this is the God wants the Jin family to decide. ”

When Jin Lao heard this, he looked up, and sure enough, there were two big words shining with gold on the city wall: Jincheng.

The gossip old man looked at these two big characters and said excitedly: "Jincheng! Haha, Jincheng, the Mo family has ruled this world for more than 2,000 years, and today it has finally been changed by God, our Jin family has come out, and the Mo City has changed the sky today, the sky has changed!"

"This is the centenarian of the Jin family, the famous gossip old man. Immediately many people gathered around the city.

As soon as Jin Bai saw that there were more and more people, he stood on a high place and said loudly: "Fellow villagers, the head of the Mo family has been punished by God today, and he must have done something unpleasant.

Let's think about it, God has the virtue of a good life, as the patriarch and the lord of the city, he slaughters the village at every turn, exterminates the nine clans, and in our world, there are only three surnames, which one is not related to the family?

Therefore, today, God is pitiful and seeks justice for our Jin family.

As the saying goes, 30 years in Hedong and 40 years in Hexi, feng shui takes turns, since God let our Jin family enter Jincheng, we will definitely elect the city lord in the shortest possible time, and we will definitely live up to your fathers and fellow villagers. ”

"Okay, providence is hard to disobey, we support the Jin family. ”

"Support the Kim family!" (To be continued.) )