What happened outside, who did Lan Feng go to, whether Gong Boli was dead or alive, Chen Mo didn't think that all this had anything to do with him, and now Chen Mo was immersed in cultivation all day long and couldn't extricate himself, and he had long forgotten what would happen outside.

After a week of continuous cultivation, Chen Mo was exhausted, and he habitually opened the magic disk, and Chen Mo listened to the content played inside.

Many times, Chen Mo didn't mind what he heard, it was just a habit of his, so much so that now, every time he didn't listen to it when he was free, Chen Mo felt uncomfortable.

Airplanes......

The unique sound when the magic disk was opened woke Chen Mo up from his contemplation, Chen Mo shook his head, opened the magic disk, but turned around and walked outside the room, took a basin of water, and comfortably washed his body up and down, the clear water flowed over and over his body, and the stains on his body flowed down with the stream formed by the clear water on his body.

Washing away the dirt on his body, Chen Mo looked at his white and smooth skin and frowned again.

This feeling is very unpleasant, every time he looks at his body, Chen Mo will have such a feeling.

If the white skin like jade fat grows on a woman's body, it will definitely be able to envy countless women and make countless hypocrites return to their true colors as perverts in an instant, but if it grows on a man's body, Chen Mo feels that there is really nothing to say except to make this man look very motherly.

But I actually have such skin.

In terms of figure, it is still unsatisfactory, the body that should be high and coiled high, but at this time there is no trace of any muscles, and the body is well-proportioned as if someone has not exercised, and even a little slender.

How can Chen Mo like such a body, he has envied Com's figure countless times, although his strength is not smaller than Com, but he can't grow a toned figure like Com.

Pulling a piece of cloth casually, Chen Mo wiped it casually and even with some madness on his body before putting on his clothes, which was the best way for Chen Mo to express himself that he was still a man.

After returning to the room, Chen Mo sat down on the bed, listening to the sound in the magic disk, Chen Mo fell asleep.

"The latest news, there is another fierce battle in the Dark Demon Desolate Underworld, the cultivators are pressing forward step by step, and the demon defense line is in danger. ”

"Many realm lords have sent their war departments to the Dark Demon Desolate Underworld, hoping to salvage the situation, and the password calling for civilians to join has also been issued in many major realms. ”

Listening to the sound inside the magic disk, Chen Mo fell into a trance.

The Dark Demon Desolate Underworld sounds like such a strange place, but for every demon, he is such a familiar place.

The top powerhouse of the Demon Alliance, the Dark Demon Desolate Underworld, which was forged with the power of his own flesh and blood, has blessed the demon clan and the demon clan for thousands of years, where, even when the demon clan remembers the sages, it is also the shame of the demon clan.

This kind of shame may only be memorialized with blood, so in the Demon Clan, whether it is those famous big realms or little-known small realms like the Gravel Realm, as long as there is a little change in the Dark Demon Desolate Underworld, the major demon disk companies will rush to report it.

Maybe it's a business, but in the same way, this has aroused the blood of countless demons.

The reason why Chen Mo understands the Dark Demon Desolate Underworld is not because of the endless news about the Dark Demon Desolate Underworld in the magic disk, but because the place where he lives, the Gravel Realm, is not so far away from the Dark Demon Desolate Underworld, listening to the stories of those middle-aged demons, Chen Mo knows a little bit.

Chen Mo doesn't have so much curiosity about the Dark Demon Desolate Underworld, he is not the son of a rich nobleman, he needs to know so much, he is not one of those hot-blooded young people, he has nowhere to vent his blood, he is just an ordinary demon race, and he still needs young people who are desperate for their own food a few months ago.

Those things really had nothing to do with him, because they were too far away, so far away that Chen Mo didn't need to pay attention to them at all.

But today, hearing what happened in the Dark Demon Desolate Underworld, Chen Mo was still slightly moved.

Shaking his head helplessly, Chen Mo grinned helplessly, what's wrong with him, what do those big people care about, what is his business, as long as he cultivates well, he doesn't have to worry about whether he will be bullied by others in the future.

In this way, it really would be good.

Chen Mo knew that with his current strength, if he went to participate in the call of the Gravel War Department of the Gravel Realm again, he would definitely be admitted without a doubt.

Becoming an intermediate lieutenant at the age of seventeen, maybe he will become a senior lieutenant in a few days, such a talent may not be anything in those big realms, but in the gravel realm, it is definitely not bad.

It's even good.

But Chen Mo will never apply for any so-called war department, in the past, he joined the war department just to change his life, as for now, Chen Mo doesn't think that his life needs to be changed, this is very good, completely good, so good that Chen Mo doesn't have to worry about his life at all.

This kind of life was what Chen Mo wanted a few months ago, and now that he has obtained it, what reason is there to be dissatisfied.

Chen Mo fell into contemplation again, the news in the magic disk has long changed, it is nothing more than some news such as rising prices, if Chen Mo had paid attention to it before, but now, why should he pay attention?

Chen Mo will definitely not worry about the sky, because there is no need for that, when the sky falls, there will always be a high star, what is he.

Chen Mo is not worried, it does not mean that others will not be worried, such as the realm master of the gravel world, Huang Qingfeng, who has been in charge of the gravel world for decades, and he is extremely familiar with the little wind and grass in the gravel world.

Maybe it can't be called familiar, everything here may have melted into his body and is closely related to his body.

While others were still worried about the endless reports in the magic disk, he had already made plans.

Many demons don't think that the Dark Demon Desolate Underworld will be broken by cultivation, as the Dark Demon Desolate Underworld that has blessed the demons for thousands of years, in the hearts of countless demons, he can also bless the demons for thousands of years, or even longer.

But these people do not include Huang Qingfeng.

When he first heard the retreat of the demon defense line, he didn't feel anything strange, in fact, this tug-of-war of advance and retreat for so many years had long since lasted for a long time.

But when he heard the news that countless big families had begun to recruit soldiers, he couldn't sit still any longer.

Then, the news about the dark demon desolate underworld in the magic disk bombarded people's minds endlessly, and many people didn't care, but Huang Qingfeng grabbed the key point from it.

The demons have been retreating, including the true allies of the demons, the demons, who have also been retreating.

That is, during this period of time, the demons have not achieved a single victory in the actual sense of the word, not a single one.

The combination of countless events made Huang Qingfeng aware of the crisis.

If, even one in ten thousand chances, a cultivator breaks through the Dark Demon Desolate Underworld, what should he do!