In an instant, Mr. Rotten's smile vanished.

It is clear that Mr. Rotten Weapon has been taken advantage of by someone, as evidenced by the lip print on his neck.

"Ahem, ahem, ...... Childe, Miss Zhao Muyao of the Instrument God Sect said that she was tired of traveling, and said that she wanted to rest and no one would be seen!"

Barely coming back to his senses, Mr. Decay still answered the question honestly.

"Oh, I see!"

Mo Yun shook his head, forget it, he is not in a hurry.

Looking at the Baizhang Divine Ship in the air again, Mo Yun's eyes suddenly became solemn.

Indeed, with the imprint he left in the divine ship before, he can still control this divine ship, but why has the aura on the divine ship changed!

This is not Zhao Heping's breath at all.

Wrong!

Mo Yun looked at the black iron puppet on the ground again, his eyes were shining, as if he wanted to see through all the secrets of this puppet.

Similar to the god ship, the breath of these puppets is from the same source as the god ship, what is going on?

While Mo Yun was thinking, Mr. Decay suddenly spoke again.

"That, Master Mo, there are still two days before the refining conference, do you need to rest now?"

Mo Yun came back to his senses at this time, his face was gloomy, and he nodded towards Mr. Decay.

Mr. Decay sent Mo Yun back to the room very enthusiastically.

At the same time, the square at the foot of the Heavenly Instrument Mountain.

With the departure of everyone, the square has been deserted a lot, and in the center of the square, there is a sedan chair, and around the sedan chair, there are four dimly lit Xuanjia puppets.

These things were left by Zhao Muyao of the Instrument God Sect and placed in the square, and no one dared to move.

But suddenly, one of the Xuanjia puppets suddenly moved his hands and feet, its eyes suddenly lit up, and the mad power of a fifth-order powerhouse appeared all over its body.

With a movement of its body, the Darkarmor Golem took a step and ran into the distance, and the direction in which it was moving was ...... It's the Heavenly Weapon Sect!

Seeing this scene, although the people in the square were puzzled, they were not surprised, looking at this appearance, this puppet must have been controlled by the master.

It's just that everyone can't imagine that the person who controls the puppet is Mo Yun!

Mo Yun's room.

After a while, a strong wind blew, and he couldn't even see his figure, and the Xuanjia puppet appeared in front of Mo Yun.

As soon as he entered the mountain gate, the puppet turned on the full speed of his body and came directly to Mo Yun's room.

Mo Yun, who had been waiting for a long time, had already been prepared, and it was difficult to see anything with his current realm, but ...... What if this puppet is torn down?

Half an hour passed quickly, and Mo Yun opened the door again, released the Xuanjia puppet, and let the puppet return to its original position.

As the designer of this kind of puppet, Mo Yun left a trick in the puppet's body a long time ago.

He added a small piece of spirit pattern to the cumbersome spirit pattern, this small piece of seemingly useless spirit pattern has only one effect, once the puppet's control changes, it will leave the breath of a new owner.

Just ...... Mo Yun discovered the aura of an acquaintance.

Dragon Immortal!

The Xuanjia puppet is still like this, not to mention the godship suspended in the sky.

Originally, the control of these things belonged to Zhao Heping, and with Zhao Heping's longevity, it was easy to live until now.

In this way, there are only two possibilities.

Either Zhao Heping died, or Zhao Heping was forcibly deprived of control.

Neither of these possibilities is good news for Mo Yun.

With the participation of the Dragon Immortals, Zhao Heping and his Divine Sect are about to suffer miserably.

Alas!

Mo Yun walked out of the door and looked at the sky, his eyes seemed to see everything in the center of the Ten Thousand Worlds through the heavy space.

"Little snake, little snake, are you going to kill them all?"

Mo Yun smiled, although he smiled brightly, his clenched hands already explained his mood.

Sneak attack his reincarnation and hurt his disciples.

Since the Emperor Immortal Era 100,000 years ago, he had never suffered such a big loss.

It's a little annoying!

"Hey, little ant, go and persuade Mother Mo, he's a little scary like this!"

The Wind Bone Vine Emperor hid in the corner and shivered, it immediately felt Mo Yun's powerful killing intent, and in desperation, it pulled the Sky Swallowing Giant Ant for help.

The little ant and Mo Yun had a heart-to-heart connection, it could feel Mo Yun's sadness and anger, and at this time, after being reminded by the Wind Bone Vine Emperor, it hurriedly ran to Mo Yun's feet and poked Mo Yun's shoes with its paws.

"Little ant, what's wrong?"

Mo Yun looked at the Sky Devouring Giant Ant under him, and his voice softened a lot.

At this time, the little ant was gently pulling Mo Yun's trouser legs, and a pair of crystal eyes were shining.

Mo Yun, don't be angry, okay? Being angry is not good for your health.

Or...... Mo Yun, you go to sleep first, if you sleep, you won't be angry!

Looking at the worried look of the little ant, Mo Yun smiled dumbly.

Can't get angry when you sleep?

This statement...... Well, kind of interesting!

In an instant, Mo Yun's killing intent disappeared without a trace, he hugged the little ant and went straight into the quilt:

"Okay, well, listen to you, get some sleep first!"

Mo Yun said that he would sleep when he slept, and as soon as he lay down, he actually fell asleep.

This magical picture made a certain vine stunned, and sure enough...... The little ant is Mo's mother's own child, if the one that went up just now is replaced by it, there is a chance that it will be beaten to the point that it will not be like a vine!

Alas, the gap between birth and adoption!

Forget it, let's continue to read, as an ambitious vine, the Wind Bone Vine Emperor still likes to read.

Although it has no effect at this stage, doesn't human beings say that everything is inferior only to reading? It is a cultural vine, and its status should be a little higher than that of a certain ant......

On the other side, after Mo Yun fell asleep, the little ant waited for a while to make sure that Mo Yun was really asleep, and then crawled out of Mo Yun's arms.

It cautiously jumped to the ground and began to think.

Although Mo Yun is not angry when he sleeps now, Mo Yun will always wake up, so what should Mo Yun do if he wakes up and gets angry?

Well, that's a question, and an ant is lost in thought.

After thinking about it for a long time, it may be that the problem exceeds its brain capacity, and the little ant still can't think of a way.

As soon as its head tilted, it caught a glimpse of the Wind Bone Vine Emperor who was still reading in the corner.

Yes, if it doesn't know, you can ask Xiao Teng

The little ant walked in front of the Wind Bone Vine Emperor, its mouthparts slightly open, and the giant jaw flashed with a cold glow.

That look, no matter how you look at it, it's not kind!

Xiao Teng, how can Mo Yun not be angry?

The little ant threatens the Wind Bone Vine Emperor.

"Brother Ant, if you have something to say, don't fight yet, give me a little time, eh...... With it, as long as you give Mother Mo something he likes, he will be happy, and when he is happy, he will not be angry!"

Under the threat of the little ants, the Wind Bone Vine Emperor quickly thought of the answer.

The little ant retracted the giant jaw, and it rubbed its tentacles with its mouthparts.

Well, that seems to make sense.

Find something you like for Mo Yun, and he won't be angry.

Got it!

Wait, no, how does it know what Mo Yun likes?

Okay, how dare this vine lie to it?

The little ant instantly became bigger and directly gave the Wind Bone Vine Emperor a claw.

Stupid, how does it know what Mo Yun likes?

"Brother Ant, I answered wrong, you want to fight, I answered correctly, you have to fight too. I'm so hard for me!"

The Wind Bone Vine Emperor was aggrieved.