The center of the whirlpool was a dazzling golden light, and Luo Xiaobei landed first. Through the black mist that had accumulated from the layers of resentful spirits, she could only see two colors forming an aura of gold mixed with black in the very center.

The white-robed man stood in the golden circle of light, adding the cultivation and energy of his whole body to the immortal lock to resist the resentful spirits that attacked him.

The resentful spirit river automatically parted to both sides when it met Luo Xiaobei, as if there was something on Luo Xiaobei's body that restrained them, and the resentful spirit left a wide distance on both sides, and kept pressing towards the center.

Luo Xiaobei didn't know how powerful the immortal lock was, but since Wang Xiaowan could think of using his own blood to lure out the resentful spirits in the village, and the white-robed people could still rely on the immortal lock to resist for so long, this Mo family's heirloom weapon was really not comparable to ordinary magic weapons.

Lu Zhe didn't follow, the distance between him and Luo Xiaobei was not far, but Luo Xiaobei could probably guess what happened halfway. She is different from the senior brother, she went all the way to the center where the resentful spirit is located, and she was not hindered in any way, which does not mean that Lu Zhe can be the same as her.

Luo Xiaobei was determined, trying not to be affected by the resentful spirits around him. She approached the golden light in the center, and in the translucent aperture, the white-robed man was sitting cross-legged in the center, the immortal lock lying in the palm of his hand stacked in front of him.

The surrounding shields were formed by the Immortal Lock, and each of the wraiths that approached shattered into a black mist as soon as they touched the golden light.

The white-robed man's sharp eyes were red, what kind of eyes were they? Cold and indifferent, without any temperature, it was filled with the breath of death and the darkness from the abyss underground, like a soul seeking its life, without a single light.

Luo Xiaobei stood still in front of the golden light, and the shattered resentful spirits around her were not contaminated with her in the slightest. It was as if there was a transparent barrier around her, separating everything from the outside world.

"Do you think these carving insect skills are dealing with the immortal lock in my hand?" The white-robed man was not surprised at all by what happened to Luo Xiaobei.

His voice was like his eyes, like the chains of the imprisoned demons in hell crashing to the ground.

Luo Xiaobei looked at the immortal lock in his hand, it was delicate and small, and it was the same as the ordinary immortal lock, the only difference was probably that this lock was a superior magic weapon, with the characteristics of being half a thing and half a spirit. Coupled with the fact that it can lock some extreme resentful spirits, Luo Xiaobei naturally won't underestimate it because of its appearance.

"No!" Luo Xiaobei spoke lightly, his face expressionless, "I'm not for the immortal lock in your hand." ”

It was Wang Xiaowan who wanted to destroy the immortal lock, and the reason why he did it was purely because the white-robed man was to blame. The immortal lock belongs to the Mo family, and she will not interfere with Wang Xiaowan's choice, as long as she doesn't exchange her life.

"I just wanted to inquire about something." Luo Xiaobei continued.

"What do you think I should tell you?" The white-robed man sneered, he didn't care about Luo Xiaobei's words at all.

It is precisely because of this that Luo Xiaobei is even more sure that the white-robed people know about the past.

"Or, if you end your own life, I may be able to tell you the secret you want to know!" The white-robed man sat motionless in the center of the golden aperture, his eyes stared straight at Luo Xiaobei, and at this moment he had only one thought in his heart, that is, to take Luo Xiaobei's life.

Luo Xiaobei looked at him seriously, not affected by those eyes, she opened her mouth, and her voice was very soft, "Do you know who my mother is?" ”

The white-robed man didn't answer, but Luo Xiaobei's face changed, and she was sure he knew, because she saw the mockery in the white-robed man's eyes.

"Do you really know?" Luo Xiaobei slapped one hand on the air shield condensed by the immortal lock, and the dull sound sounded in her ears, and her eagerness was all expressed on her face.

At this time, she should be calm. The white-robed man was about to take her life, but she couldn't care so much, what she desperately wanted to know now was something related to her mother.

The white-robed man was silent, but Luo Xiaobei's movements made him look more cheerful, and his cold and red eyes were full of mockery, "I said, as long as you end your life, I can tell you what you want to know!" ”

If you want Luo Xiaobei to die, she is dead, can everything about her life experience only be taken by her to the Netherworld?

Luo Xiaobei hung his head, and his white fingers pressed five depressions in the condensed qi wave of the immortal lock.

"Really?" A deep voice with a little coldness came from behind Luo Xiaobei.

Luo Xiaobei didn't move, but the white-robed man had already looked in the direction where the voice came from.

A small man dressed in linen gray stood up and walked out of the overlapping black fog.

The bearing is lazy, the narrow eyes are hidden behind a little broken man, the short hair with the ears is clean and neat, revealing a slightly sharp and soft chin, and the thin lips are gently hooked, which is undisguised publicity and pride.

The surrounding spirits clinged to her body, as if to curry favor.

The white-robed man didn't speak, but his red eyes narrowed into a slit, and he could see a strong anger around him.

And these resentful spirits surrounded her but did not intend to hurt her, as if she was the leader of these resentful spirits in the first place.

Luo Xiaobei raised his head, slowly turned around and looked behind him, "You shouldn't be here." ”

"It's not because of you that you don't come." Xie Xiaoyu seemed to have known the ins and outs of the whole thing, she only glanced at Luo Xiaobei lightly, and then fell on the white-robed man.

"If it weren't for the favor, I really wouldn't want to come to this water." Xie Xiaoyu's tone was cold, as if entering here was such an extreme thing for her.

Yes, her personality is so withdrawn. And now she has said a lot more than when she first saw her in the mausoleum, she said that it was not for Luo Xiaobei, just to return the favor, but whose favor is this?

Xie Xiaoyu was born with a strong anger, she was drugged by her second uncle for more than ten years, and she thought it was to help her ask for anti-bones, but she didn't know that it was this that made Xie Xiaoyu become what she was later.

And now, after being taken away by the old man of the Mo family, she is not trying to remove the anti-bones on her body, but to relieve the medicine that has controlled her for many years, so that her anti-bones will grow completely. She was even taught how to properly control and release.

It is precisely because of this that the resentful spirits of this village do not reject her, and even curry favor with her with a strong aura as a powerful kind.

Xie Xiaoyu is already here, and the old man of the Mo family should also be there.

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