In the mysterious sound of the piano, Mo Li slowly pushed his head, the black magic lines on his face loomed, and gradually began to fade, and the flickering magic light in his eyes gradually extinguished like the lamp that ran out of oil, leaving only dense bloodshots, suddenly lost his gaze, looking around blankly;

"Lady!"

Mo Li struggled to get up, his weak voice called out to Bai Shou hoarsely;

"Mother!"

A group of corpse refining puppets stopped wailing and lay on the ground with spasms, Mo Li's eyes then saw Old Madam Mo, a look of remorse appeared on her pale face, and she whispered to Old Madam Mo;

"Whew!"

Old Madam Mo roared in response, like a wounded beast, trembling and struggling to get closer to Mo Li;

"Are you feeling better?"

Forget about worrying about stroking the piano with both hands, playing the mysterious fairy sound, with a faint look of exhaustion in his eyes, and asking Mo Tong with concern;

"Thank you Brother Dao for your help, the poor Dao is no longer in the way!"

Mo Tong turned his head to respond to his worries, his voice was hoarse and empty, and his eyes were full of endless mourning;

"Bold and wicked!"

At this moment, a loud shout came, a figure of a fairy wind dao bone, Ling Xuan stepped into the air, when the voice fell, the figure had already fallen in front of Mo Tong, the person who came turned his hands back, stared at Bai Shou fiercely, looked at Bai Shou's hands stretched out to Mo Tong, and the killing intent around him was surging;

"Forget to meet the master!"

Looking at the majestic figure standing proudly in the wind, Mo Tong, who was extremely weak, had an inexplicable look flashing in his eyes, and he barely struggled to kneel on the ground, bowing down to the comers;

"Get up, between you and me, you and me, don't be bound by those mundane rituals!"

The person who came was Zhenwen, I saw him flick his sleeve robe, and waved it at Mo Tong, Mo Tong's figure stood up involuntarily, and at the same time, Bai Shou, who was standing behind Mo Tong, trembled violently, as if he had been hit hard, staggered back two steps, and a red tide rose on his face;

"Whoa!"

The nine-tailed demon fox roared at Zhenwen, grinning in warning, a look of fear flashed in his smart eyes, and his body that stood in the void bowed slightly, with a posture of vigilance ready to attack, and the nine huge fox tails shook uneasily;

"A wisp of remnant soul hidden in the blood, dare to be presumptuous in front of the poor road, retreat quickly, and the death penalty can be avoided!"

Zhenwen stretched out his hand, took Mo Tong's weak body to his side, stepped forward to protect Mo Tong behind him, and scolded him indifferently at the nine-tailed demon fox's appearance, the divine light loomed in his majestic eyes, and the mysterious characters rose and fell in his pupils;

"Whoa!"

The nine-tailed demon fox retreated with a whimper, his eyes flashed with a hint of unwillingness, and after a moment of hesitation, he turned into a pink dark light, possessed and rushed into Bai Shou's body, quickly hid in it, and disappeared;

"Hidden Heavenly Master, Spiritual Master, Contemporary Inheritor, Forget Your Worries!"

Forgetting to see Zhenwen coming, he was immediately relieved, shook his hand and put away the seven-stringed treasure qin, put it back into the wooden box, put it in the bamboo box behind him with his backhand, walked quickly to the front, bowed to Zhenwen's back, pinched the sword finger with one hand and put it on his chest, and said loudly to Zhenwen to salute;

"Well! Yes, Zhenyin Daoyou, but I have accepted a good disciple, unlike the poor Dao, who is not a bad apprentice, who is not good at learning and art, and whose cultivation is shallow, and it will drag you down to take care of it, this bottle of Shenglong Pill, the right to be a thank you gift, you accept it, you will be regarded as a poor Dao generation of inferior disciples, and you have this cause and effect!"

Zhenwen shook his hand and threw out a small porcelain vase, and threw it in the air to forget his worries, the latter took it with both hands, and bowed down with joy to thank him;

"Thank you Dao Chang for his generous gift, the younger generation is ashamed of it, and the cultivation time of forgetting Taoist friends is still short, and I can't complain about him!"

Forget your worries and accept the Shenglong Pill, and at the same time carefully open your mouth to excuse Mo Tong;

"Well, this matter has its own measure!"

Zhenwen was noncommittal about this, and still responded indifferently, turning to look at Bai Shou and Mo Li, with a milky white divine light evaporating around him;

"Bold demons, dare to hurt the disciples of the poor Dao, and still don't give the first punishment, when will it be?"

A roar of anger was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, like a muffled thunder roaring on the flat ground, shaking Bai Shou and Mo Li, as well as the group of corpse refining puppets, all of them were like being hit hard, and they were soft to the ground on the spot;

"Forget your feelings!

Zhenwen seemed to be planning to take the opportunity to teach Mo Tong, and greeted him without looking back;

"One word Heaven Sealing Technique!

Haoran is in full swing!

Slay demons with a magic sword!

Angry and chaotic!"

The majestic righteousness between heaven and earth, with the poems recited by Zhenwen, frantically converged towards the top of Zhenwen's head, a little milky white light, volleyed into a magic sword with divine light, faintly, there were bursts of crisp sword sounds, and the sword pointed at Baishou and Mo Li;

"Kill!"

The monstrous murderous aura surged out from Zhenwen's body, like a torrent pouring out, turning into a killing character, blessed on the magic sword, the poetry runes on the sword body loomed, the cold light of the sword blade flickered, and flew out at great speed in the direction of Bai Shou and Mo Li, turning into countless small magic swords on the way, ringing loudly;

"Master! Forget your feelings and courage, I beg you to spare them death! Please also ask your disciple to listen to your disciples!"

Mo Tong knelt on the ground with a puff, pleading in a hoarse voice at Zhenwen's tall and majestic back;

"Buzz!"

Thousands of magic swords stopped abruptly, suddenly hanging in the air, before and after just a moment, the magic sword was only a stone's throw away from Bai Shou and Mo Li's head, thinking of Mo Tong's intercession, if it was any more night, Bai Shou and Mo Li, I am afraid that their heads would be in different places, and they would be wiped out;

"Venerable Venerable Qiqi, this cause and effect is..."

Mo Tong's weak voice explained the truth, including the fact that he married the illusion Bai Shou and gave birth to Hanmei in the heart demon tribulation, and also truthfully explained the doubts in Bai Shou and Forget the worries, and knelt on the ground after speaking, his forehead was close to the ground, waiting for Zhenwen's punishment;

"Idiot! Don't you forget the oath you made when you first entered the Tao, you opened your mouth to intercede this time, could it be that you want to be a teacher and let the demons go?"

Zhenwen's voice was slightly angry, but from Mo Tong's explanation, he also understood Mo Tong's thoughts, looked at Bai Shou and Mo Li's eyes, flashed a trace of complicated and incomprehensible looks, and turned to look at the group of corpse refining puppets who were still paralyzed on the ground, standing silently and proudly on the spot;

"The disciple has the courage to beg the master to be gracious, to resolve these wronged souls, and to send them to reincarnation!"

Mo Tong knelt on the ground and bowed three times to Zhenwen's back, his hoarse voice trembling and speaking;

"Disciple courage, on behalf of these unjust souls, thank the master for his kindness!"

Forgetting to hear this, he looked at Mo Tong's eyes, revealing a trace of admiration in the complexity, and after Bai Shou understood the cause and effect, he looked at Mo Tong with tears in his eyes, thinking of the illusion of Bai Shou and Han Mei, after being devoured by the gluttonous phantom, Mo Tong's madness was moved. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info (To be continued.) )