Look at its shape. Just a few days ago. It is rumored that the iron-walled ape that was more seriously injured than the demon baby and broke free was a fourth-order golden retriever demon monkey.

"You're here. ”

Aware of Wang Mo's approach. The golden retriever moved slowly in his hands. He looked up slightly.

"Hmm. ”

Wang Mo didn't say much. He nodded slightly. Get closer. With a wave of his hand, he pulled out a few bottles of magic from earlier. On the stone table.

His gaze swept over the golden snub-nosed monkey. Its otherwise bright blonde hair. It's already a bit gray at this point. It seems to have a sense of death.

"You said yes. ”

The golden-haired monkey slowly stretched out its large stick. Place it flat on your lap. He didn't look up.

"Hmm. ”

Wang Mo nodded slightly. It's still a no-brainer word. As always, I cherish words like gold.

"After that, we ......"

There was silence for a long time. The golden-haired monkey made a gesture in his hand. The head hasn't been lifted yet.

"Nope. ”

I don't want to end. Concise and comprehensive. Wang Mo's brief response. It's light though. But it has a loud voice.

"Haha. ”

The golden retriever laughed. His words still sound like the voice of an iron-blooded friend. However, there is a sense of joy.

"Rest well. ”

Wang Mo got up slowly. He immediately went out.

"Don't forget when you leave. Come have a drink with me. ”

Look at his departing back. The golden-haired monkey raised its head for the first time. Xiao Suo said reluctantly.

"I will. ”

The body is small. Wang Mo never looked back. The ban will be lifted. Get out of the yard.

Until you leave. They never looked back.

"Ahh Rare... Unfortunately......"

Watch the shadows disappear into the yard. Hairy palms of a blonde monkey. Touched the big stick. Slight movement of the lips. A low, hoarse whisper came out. Dissipated in the empty yard.

......

Ten days later. In a big city far away, in the depths of the realm of magic. The place is occupied by demons. The monk who was originally of high status was suddenly killed. Only the monks under Tsukiji remained, and they were in a constant state of panic.

But I don't know why later. A group of demon monks will no longer slaughter high-level martial artists in the demon territory. These forces, in turn, will be gathered for their use. And then as an effective force for it to attack the field of cultivation. Because of this, large cities have lost their vitality due to this disaster. There's a glimmer of life again.

Although he knew that he would not become the target of the high-level demons. But the friars at the bottom were still in a state of panic.

If it weren't for the several waves, I couldn't stand the atmosphere of the monk. Want to run away from demons. Killed by high-ranking monks. Thus angering the monks of hell once and for all. Brother Yongjue's obsession with escaping. Several large cities and tribes were slaughtered one after another. This prevented the low-ranking monks from escaping.

in this city. In the halls of the most magnificent buildings. A tall man. A rather gloomy young monk. But I couldn't see the joy and sorrow of looking at the next short and fat monk who lay on the ground first and all the magic.

By his side. There was also a man and a woman sitting. Stand by and watch. The trembling demon did not stop to repair.

"The villain inquired along the way. That person's name was Wang Mo. He was born 200 years ago. There are a lot of rumors about it on the mainland. ”

Fat monk. At this time, he was lying on the ground. Arch your tense body. He buried his head firmly in the ground. He looked panicked. Don't dare to face the first young man.

Trembling at his words. You can see that. Men's fear of young people.

"You mean. Just because of a young man who has been practicing for 200 years. Makes you wait for failure. Three people are also missing. ”

The little monk's eyelids didn't blink. It's like the sound of the Nine Shades. The light drifted away.

"Really... No... Back... Back to the adults. Elf... Villain ......"

The fat monk seemed very scared. The body trembled slightly. Sweat dripping to the ground. After a while, a small puddle formed.

By his side. The same seven or eight magic fixes lay down. It's the body that is shaking.

"Useless waste. This kind of little thing is not done well. What do you want?"

The little monk's face was extremely gloomy and cold. He seems to be disdainful of this group of demon cultivators. Cold channel.

"No... No... My lord. The man I met. But in Yuan Ying's life. But its power. But the clan relatives who are far above the Yuan Baby. And... And also. I doubt it. Lord Somerset. He died at the hands of this man. ”

The strong man was thrilled. The tremor seems to have found a conversation. Raise your head quickly.

Exposed face. He was forced by Wang Mo to betray his companions and escape. The name of the magic repair of body fat light.

This group of demons. I think it was the people who attacked Sunny City.

"Previous"

The little monk hissed. Lean forward slightly. It seemed that there was a sudden dull way. You're good at making excuses for your incompetence. So, this seat is going to kill you. Not to mention any excuses. ”

"Slow down"

Suddenly. The little monk stretched out his hand. A hoarse voice sounded like an ugly crack. It is to let its hands act. I couldn't help but turn my head to look at this rare woman. He frowned slightly and said, "Murong Qing." What do you mean by that?"

"Listen carefully to what he has to say. ”

The woman's eyes were closed. It's like not realizing the dangerous smell emanating from the little monk's body. Avenue of Light.

But strangely. Its voice suddenly became crisp. Like his cheeks. Half shrinks like a mummy. Half full of brilliance. It is comparable to any breathtaking view in the world. And a very soft black hair.

Dressed in a plain white tulle dress. If it weren't for that strange hideous face. I'm afraid some people will think so. It's a stunningly beautiful.

The little monk withdrew his palm. He gave the woman a deep look. It is ephemeral in the eyes of fear. Lean back slightly. On the back of the chair. Eyelids raised slightly, "Say it." ”

"Thank you for your kindness. Thank you for your kindness. ”

Magic repair quickly and repeatedly prostrates. I subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He organized the following language: "When the Japanese fought with this man." It repeatedly uses three five-character jade talismans. The two jade talismans were translated into magic. This is the art of adult samiso fame. Yellow sand table and huge yellow sand. At the end of the day, there is a jade symbol that does not come out. There are a total of four fifth-order jade symbols. It's all magic. ”

Look at this expression. Apparently, he did what he knew in one fell swoop. I don't dare to hide anything.

"Use the four fifth-order jade runes. The younger generation does have some courage. But, that's all you need. I want to be on my own. Have you failed?"

Little monk. Touch it with one hand. Lean forward slightly. Look at the man from a great height. The right hand slowly reached out. The tip of your index finger glows with a dull gray light.

But now. His complexion changed suddenly. An angry look flashed across Murong Qing's face. Suppress anger a little. Murong Qing said in a deep voice. You have repeatedly prevented this seat from receiving subordinates. What does this mean?"

"I just want to ask. ”

Murong Qing still closed his eyes. I didn't even move my body. As if to say more. would make her uncomfortable with a general.

"Brother Mo. Why are you doing this for the younger generation? Let her ask. ”

Suddenly. A middle-aged monk who never speaks. The eyelids are slightly raised. Stop the faint outburst of the young monk.

"Hmph. ”

The little monk looked like he was smoking. Took a long sip of wine. He turned his face away with a gloomy face.

"Go ahead. ”

Check this out. The middle-aged monk didn't say much. Turning his head to look at the man, he said lightly.

"Yes, yes, yes. Thank you for your grace. Thank you for your kindness. ”

Listen to three people. Only then did the demon know that he had passed through the gates of hell. Dengshi was shocked into a cold sweat. I thought I was going to die. But I don't want to end it. Rush to buckle the head more than once.

It's just who it thanks. Look at the panic. I do not know.

"The villain plays with this person. It was discovered that this man was the brother of the Lei family. Although in the end. It uses a magical method. But it is a pure Taoist. After the villain verified the results all the way. It's all in this jade card. ”

Although I don't know what Murong Qing wants to ask. But the man thought a little. I'll tell you everything I know. Then one wrist flipped out a jade slip. Hold your hands up in reverence.

Oh!

Don't leave the little monk behind. Murong Qing waved his jade hand very casually. Then take the jade slip into your pocket. A brief overview of divine knowledge. He threw it to the little monk.

Little monk. But with a wave of his hand, he didn't look at the big sleeves. Jade is simple for middle-aged monks.

"This kid has some means. For more than 200 years. For this. The best in my world. That's the difference. ”

The middle-aged monk looked at it briefly. Someone was surprised and said, "It seems." It's no wonder they're going to be this time. You can't feel distressed with four fifth-factorial jade characters. Even if there is a Divine Cultivator Elder as a backer. Such generosity is impossible. I think I really have a treasure hidden in my heart - Shamiso. ”

"Not yet. ”

Listen to it. The little monk seemed quite excited. Suddenly shouted down.

"Yes, yes, yes. Thank you for your kindness. ”

All magic fixes. Detention is like amnesty. Panic does not mean giving in. Leave the hall.

"Murong Daoyou. Where to go,"

Suddenly. I saw the female show Murong Qing suddenly get up. He immediately flew out of the hall. The middle-aged monk asked with some surprise.

Murong Qing's figure floated out of the hall in a flash. And then it was gone.

"Huh. This woman has a bad temper. When it's really powerless. ”

The middle-aged monk replied indifferently. He shook his head slightly. Look up at the first young man. "What do you say?" said with a smile. Brother Mo. “

"Hmph. It's just the identity of Sun Xiang, a magician apprentice who relies on Mei Ji. This is too arrogant. ”

The young man snorted coldly. Quite contemptuous way.

But in his words. However, there is a strong sense of jealousy. Although I don't know what this person relies on. For an amazing teacher and student, Sun Xiang is so rude. But I want to go. His identity is also very special.

"Haha. ”

The middle-aged monk shook his head, worried. Then he turned to the right path: "If Zamoto really dies at the hands of this man." And also has such a strong talent. It must have been strangled. ”

"Before. And that's just a small group of people. Does Brother Hong think. Before it grows up. We can't occupy the continent yet. ”

The little monk hissed. seems to be disdainful of middle-aged people's attention to Wang Mo. Reaching out and gently pinching the entrance of the spirit fruit. Leisurely saying, "You know. The allure of having true magic lies in. No one will refuse. ”。

"Huh. What Brother Mo said is. ”

The middle-aged monk replied with a smile. When he hears the true aura of magic, he shows a hint of greed at the right moment. When drinking with your head raised. In his slightly closed eyes. Disdainful.