I don't remember how long ago I had the last time I actually climbed the mountain, but I had lived in a city made of steel and concrete for too long, and I didn't know how to settle in the woods.

Stumbling like a toddler, Mo Xie spread his arms to keep his balance.

He was on his way down the mountain, and he had to take the '11th Road' (walking) before he had recovered his mental strength.

It's been a long time since he's driven the '11th Road', and after having a strong telekinesis, he usually relies on flying, and after flying for a long time, he even feels a little vain when he's down-to-earth.

"Holy Scripture, is Lin Ming still in my body?"

I didn't want to ask this question, but I really couldn't know the outcome of this matter very clearly.

Mo Ye's perception can't see the spirit body, that's Lin Ming's specialty, so, although he knew that he did leave Lin Ming in the 'Heavenly Realm' and hit him hard, Mo Ye was still not sure that he really got rid of that guy.

He had learned the strength of that guy, and Mo Ye's own level was probably less than one-third of Lin Ming's.

"Tsk, I thought you'd have to ask questions a while later, hehe. ”

It was rare that there was a mocking smile in the voice of the Holy Scripture, of course, if it wasn't for the fact that this profiteer had made a fortune on Mo Ye before, there should have been only pure mockery in your current tone.

It's just that it's just mocking Mo Xie, and it doesn't answer Mo Xie's question.

Or rather, it doesn't have to answer.

Because the opportunity to answer was taken away by an uninvited guest.

"Lin Ming was indeed stripped out by you, otherwise you would never have been injured so badly. ”

Behind a certain tree, the old man wearing a hat and a cloak seemed to have walked out of a costume drama, and he turned sideways to block Mo Ye's way.

"Master?"

Stopped by an invisible force, Mo Xie stopped in front of the old man.

What catches the eye is still the 'bohemian' shape - the explosive head, the non-mainstream 'Taoist robe' under the lily coat - I personally think it is accurate to call it a beggar's suit.

"This 'hands-off shopkeeper' is here to make hair?"

The image of the Lonely Lantern Daoist in Mo Ye's heart is not too far from his appearance, for this guy who casually sold the "Holy Scripture" for nine yuan and eight pit people, if he could, Mo Xie really wanted to hack him to death.

However, this is obviously not possible, because after all, he is the master that Mo Xie worshipped, and at the level of the Lone Lantern Daoist, Mo Ye can't even touch the corners of the other party's clothes.

After all, just one look at the person made Mo Xie unable to move.

"Why, aren't you welcome me to come and see the apprentices who don't grow up?"

The Lone Lantern Daoist did not have the slightest appearance of being a master in front of Mo Ye, even the ruffians on the street were probably better than him in terms of image.

This person took off his hat, and then looked at Mo Ye with blazing eyes, as if he wanted to use this gaze to see through all the molecules in Mo Ye's bones.

"Welcome, of course welcome~"

Mo Ye was furious by him, he knew that the disrespectful words of the team lone lamp Daoist that he had just thought of had probably been read by the latter, and looking at the other party's gaze, I was afraid that if his thoughts were a little more 'debauched', he would be beaten.

For no reason, Mo Xie thought that the Lone Lantern Daoist would beat him.

"I'm an apprentice who doesn't grow up...... Do you know you're in trouble?!"

Generally speaking, the prelude to an adult's beating up of a child is such a question, and most of the time it will confuse the questionee.

"What's wrong with me?"

Looking at the unkempt face that was approaching in front of him, there seemed to be a different kind of power in the eyes of the Lone Lantern Daoist, and this force forced Mo Ye to make no movement—not even to move a little finger.

Therefore, Mo Ye could only watch as the spittle of the Lone Lantern Daoist sprayed onto his face.

Oh, not just the spitting stars, but also a few unrecognizable leaves......

They are all masters, can you clean yourself up?

This cliff is a bachelor!

……

Mo Xie tried hard not to let his mind drift away, but he sadly found that his mind seemed to jump a little faster after the absence of Lin Ming in his body.

This uninhibited train of thought is like stepping on a banana peel.

At this moment, Mo Xie prayed that the Lone Lantern Daoist was not reading his own thoughts.

But he soon despaired—for he saw a hint of amusement in the eyes of the lone lantern man.

"Forget it, I originally wanted to help you wipe your ass, but since you kid doesn't appreciate it, then you can wipe this ass yourself!"

The Lonely Lantern Daoist didn't know what he was thinking, and similarly, Mo Xie didn't understand what his cheap master was talking about.

Hey! You talked about it for a long time, making Lao Tzu spit and vegetable residue on his face, do you dare to explain the whole thing clearly?!

Wipe your ass?!cut, how can such a private thing be handed over to you old and unrepaired?!

Well, it seems that without Lin Ming sitting in the sea of knowledge, Mo Ye's train of thought is simply unbearable to look at directly. These superfluous thoughts, which were not dominated by Mo Ye, were like dozens of villains stuffed into Mo Ye's mind, chattering, making Mo Ye's forehead sweat.

"Could it be that you left a Lin Ming and returned me a barracks?!"

Cold sweat flowed from Mo Ye's head, and when he thought of this, he suddenly muttered in his heart.

"Don't worry, your current situation is only because the soul realm is not enough to dominate the soul space that is supported by Lin Ming, and it will be fine after a while. ”

The Lonely Lantern Daoist answered Mo Ye's question in a timely manner, and he had already walked in front of Mo Ye.

This old cultivator looked directly into Mo Ye's eyes.

"Now, I'll take you to fill the hole. ”

The tone of the Lone Lantern Daoist was unquestionable, but until the end, the Lone Lantern Daoist still didn't tell Mo Xie what trouble he had caused.

What can make the lonely lantern people out of the horse is probably not a 'small pit'.

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"Where's that idiot Jace?"

With four pairs of wings flapped on his back and a helmet adorned with sparkling diamonds, the angel dresses himself like a rooster in heat.

He does resemble a rooster, a standard rooster, both in clothing and in movement.

And compared to his 'rooster', the 'hen' is naturally also zài.

Fifty 'hens' with only two pairs of wings hung their heads and lined up facing the 'roosters'.

The number of wings of an angel is the best indication of his strength, and a four-winged angel can take on more than a hundred two-winged angels alone, and can also retreat with his whole body.

So, in the face of the four-winged angel, who is also his immediate boss, all the two-winged angels craned their necks like hens waiting to be slaughtered.

"Answer me!Mis!Answer me!Where the hell did Jace die?!"

Pulling a 'shrunken hen' directly from the queue, the tall four-winged angel is like a chicken.

His anger spewed so that Mis's hair fluttered.

"I'm sorry, sir!

Trembling, the Meate felt like his bones were about to be shaken apart.

The two-winged angel, the bottom of the angels, as long as the four-winged angel in front of him is unhappy, he can be killed and taken away.

In fact, he's always done that.

"Humph!"

Throwing the Meate out of his hand fiercely, it was like throwing a bag of garbage that was a little larger, and the four-winged angel looked unkind.

"I should have said that no one can run away without permission. He walked over to the next hapless man next to Meese like a military parade.

"Boom!"

He pulled the unlucky guy and removed the opponent's armor directly.

A strange symbol is carved into the chest of the body underneath the 'City Patrol Armor'.

This symbol is the word "slave" in the language of heaven

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