Zhang Lingshu felt that promising to show Mo Xie the way was one of the most serious mistakes he had ever made in his life.

"Gross. ”

Lifted by an invisible force, it moved rapidly in the air, and the liquid that overflowed from its mouth had taken on a green color.

"I can't do it anymore...... Let me rest!"

Zhang Lingshu found that the words of forgiveness were more and more easy to slip out of his mouth, and "the man who beat him with iron" was always just an adjective.

"It's the third time since you set off, young man, you're a little too frequent. ”

Mo Xie teased, but after all, he could also see that if Zhang Lingshu was not allowed to rest and adjust, this friend's vomit would be red in a while.

"Vomit~" Zhang Lingshu vomited.

Ten seconds later, Mo Ye and Zhang Lingshu landed on a mountain, Zhang Lingshu took a bottle of water and drank it while spitting it out, and lay on his back for a long time, not moving like a dead dog.

"This time you will be asked to rest for half an hour, if you still ask for rest so often in the future, I guess we won't be able to reach the southern border today. ”

Mo Ye looked at the sun, which was already infinitely close to the horizon.

"Huhu ......" responded to him with Zhang Lingshu's snoring.

That day, after passing on Lan Xin's swordsmanship, Mo Ye took Zhang Lingshu to set off, Zhang Lingshu left the team for a few days, and the original team no longer knew where to go, after discussing with Mo Ye, the two decided to go directly to the south. Zhang Lingshu can wait for his team in the south, and Mo Xie can go to Da Yue to find Aunt Wang back.

Zhao Lao and Zhao Chongtian died privately in the imperial capital for a few days, but Mo Xie believed that he had definitely made proper arrangements for Aunt Wang before they sent them to death, otherwise even if Zhao's family died, Mo Ye would have a way to make them hate Jiuquan.

"Huh?"

Looking at the horizon, in addition to seeing the slanting sun, I also saw some uninvited guests—dense black dots lined up in a formation like geese, and flying swords with various colors of brilliance pointed directly at the slanting sun, as if dragging the rising star curtain.

What a large group of monks! Mo Xie threw his spiritual power in that direction, and he saw that these monks were wearing the standard Taoist robes of the Xiuzhen Alliance, and the number of them was roughly numbered by more than 10,000 people.

Their faces were full of solemnity and even solemnity.

It's not good.

"What kind of plane?" Mo Xie wondered.

Lin Ming, who else in the world is worthy of such a big scene by this group of monks?

The answer seems obvious, just not so easy to believe.

"Smack!"

Summoning an angel at random, Mo Ye looked at it, what a coincidence, it was that Hannibal.

"You stay here and watch this man, and if I don't come back in half an hour, you'll cast a light spell into the sky. ”

Mo Xie made a brief explanation and then jumped into the sky.

"The rookies of the Xiuzhen Alliance, are you running around in groups?" A loud roar resounded through the sky, and Mo Xian's words were not good.

"Stop! Formation!" The formation of the monks parted from the middle, and one person stepped out of the crowd. But seeing that this person was in a red robe, and the placket and cuffs were tattooed with cloud patterns, which was very different from the cyan robe of ordinary monks of the Cultivation Alliance.

"Yes!" the monks moved quickly under his command, and their bodies staggered to form a cone-shaped array, and the red-robed man was the tip of the cone.

"I'll show you next week!

Wearing a red robe, it was naturally Zhou Xian, and he saw that he arched his hand at Mo Ye, and a clear roar suppressed the aftermath of Mo Ye's previous roar.

"Zhou family?" Mo Xie stopped at a distance of about fifty meters from Zhou Xian, and he looked at Zhou Xian's face and vaguely recognized Zhou Xinyan's demeanor in the past.

"Exactly, Mr. had an appointment with the Zhou family before, and the Zhou family owed Mr. a treasure, which was specially presented today. Without waiting for Mo Xie to ask again, Zhou Xian answered the first question raised by Mo Xie.

But it was obvious that he had only answered half of the answer, and it was not necessary for so many people to come together to send treasures, let alone form a formation.

"Oh, what kind of treasure?" Mo Xie remembered that he had a gambling fight with Zhou Xinyan before, but then Lin Ming disrupted the situation, and their gambling fight had to come to an end. I really can't imagine that the Zhou family still remembers and is willing to fulfill the gambling contract, but I don't know how this group of people will fulfill it.

"Bang!Bang!" Zhou Xian clapped his hands, and suddenly there was a rush in the array, and a bald head—oh, it should be a monk exposed.

"Mr. Mo Xie, do you know this person?" Zhou Xian pointed to the monk and asked Mo Xie.

Mo Xie frowned.

Of course he knew the monk.

The appearance of the pot-bellied poop, the virtue of the wine-colored man, the monk's robe with the name of a certain temple printed on it, who is not his father who left after the club?

Although Mo Xie never regarded him as his father.

"I recognize. Mo Ye seemed to realize Zhou Xian's intentions, and he admitted it very humbly, but at the same time, he couldn't help but have a sneer on his face, "This is the 'treasure' you want to give me?"

Zhou Xian also laughed, and he laughed as cold as Mo Xie smiled.

"No, no, no. He smiled and said, "This monk can't be considered a treasure on any level, and the treasure I want to give you is this one." ”

He pulled out a scarlet disc from his sleeve with a transparent ball in it.

"Father's essence and mother's blood!Unfilial son Mo Xie!Don't kneel down quickly?!"

Zhou Xian pinched a magic trick in his right hand, and a golden light hit the beads in the disc, and the beads suddenly lit up with golden light, and the same golden light also lit up inexplicably from Mo Ye's body.

This is not a bead, this is a certain pill in the crotch of the wine and meat monk. It is not a plate that holds the beads, but a ......

"Kneel on your head!"

Mo Xie snorted coldly, but although he said this in his mouth, his body involuntarily trembled slightly, stiffened and straightened, and he was wrapped in golden light, and even these words were squeezed out of his teeth, as if there was infinite pain swirling in his body.

"Get down on my knees!"

Zhou Xian was another urging spell, and at the same time, the mana poured into his body in the formation composed of many monks behind him, and the balls in the plate suddenly spun around, and the golden light almost pierced the sky.

"Hmm!"

The golden light on Mo Ye's body also suddenly brightened, and he felt that his flesh and blood almost did not obey the call, and the internal qi born from the flesh and blood was even more broken and scurrying, and an invisible force was urging him to bend his knees.

He believed that if it weren't for the fact that his spiritual abilities hadn't been affected, and if it weren't for the fact that he had redeemed the bloodline enhancement, he would have been on his knees at this moment.

Parents who suffer from the body are indispensable for their lives.

This is the oldest mantra and the strongest mantra.

Thou shalt not disobey, unless a man is willing to cut off his flesh and bones.