Chapter Fifty-Seven: Pure Little Brother
Hu Nan glanced at Mo Liang, who was smiling on the side, as if encouraging himself, then swallowed and spit, and continued:
"Good ...... Good sister-in-law. ”
I saw that the angry Mo Ling'er directly raised her leg and kicked Hu Nan's stomach, and the latter screamed in pain. It is also the fourth layer of the quenching realm, but Hu Nan seems to have no room for resistance in Mo Ling'er's hands.
Hu Nan hurriedly cast a plea glance at Mo Liang for help, but saw Mo Liang scratching his head and turning around naturally, looking like he hadn't seen anything.
Mo Ling'er beat Hu Nan for a beating, and finally flew up with a kick, directly kicking Hu Nan out of a hundred and ten zhang away, and the latter's howl of surprise instantly pierced the sky, breaking the peace of the purple bamboo forest.
Seeing this, Mo Liang smashed his tongue, what kind of strength should a fourth-layer cultivator of the Quenching Body Realm have!
After kicking Hu Nan away, Mo Ling'er turned around and glanced at Mo Liang again, and snorted:
"That guy pressed a hundred lower grade source crystals to bet on you to win, and got two thousand lower grade source crystals. ”
Mo Ling'er secretly thought, is she still a good sister-in-law? Bah, bah, bah! You dare to slander me like this, then don't think about it!
And Mo Liang's eyes lit up immediately when he heard the sound, no wonder, no wonder Hu Nan didn't feel sorry for these sixty low-grade source crystals, it turned out that this guy pressed the source crystals on himself and made a lot of money.
No, as the saying goes, half of the meeting is divided, and speaking of which, Hu Nan also won by himself, two thousand lower grade source crystals, how can he not be three or seven points with himself, he is three and I seven, that is one thousand four hundred lower grade source crystals.
Thinking about it, Mo Liang took a leap of his feet and followed the trajectory of Mo Ling'er's kick.
"Tsk, is it so deep?" Before he knew it, Mo Liang had come to the depths of the Purple Bamboo Forest.
Further on, it is the forbidden land of the sect. But Mo Liang didn't think much about it, and plunged into it without stopping, Mo Liang didn't care so much, for him, it was still important to find the source crystal.
After traveling for a while, Mo Liang finally found Hu Nan who was unconscious on the ground before entering the forbidden land.
Mo Liang stepped forward to investigate Hu Nan's situation and found that he was not in danger of life, but was only covered in bruises, and it seemed that he had fallen a lot.
Mo Liang sighed at the strength of Mo Ling'er's kick, and unceremoniously untied the pouch on Hu Nan's waist.
However, Mo Liang is still very principled, he originally thought that he was going to score three points with Hu Nanqi, but looking at Hu Nan's miserable appearance, Mo Liang thought that it was not easy for Hu Nan to earn this Yuan Jing. So Mo Liang only ordered a thousand lower grade source crystals from Hu Nan's bag and turned around and left, as for the other four hundred lower grade source crystals, they were left to Hu Nan as medical expenses, Mo Liang looked like he did good deeds without leaving a name.
Mo Liang sighed as he walked back, he was really getting kinder and kinder, alas, he was born with a good heart, there was no way.
And Mo Liang had just walked a few steps, and without warning, a strange howl that seemed to come from the depths of hell suddenly sounded and reached Mo Liang's ears.
Mo Liang's body shook when he heard this, accompanied by a tingling sensation on his scalp, and the hairs on his body suddenly stood up.
This terrible howl was like the evil ghost of the hell of Abi, which was terrifying to hear, and this sound seemed to affect people's minds, and Rao is Mo Liang's firm heart, and he lost his mind for a moment.
And at this moment of distraction, Mo Liang felt as if he was on a desolate red stone land, millions of corpses were piled up around him, and the blood under his feet was like a river enough to drift a pestle, and a murderous aura like a substance filled this heaven and earth, pressing Mo Liang out of breath......
"Good...... What a strong anger!" Mo Liang, who came back to his senses, was already sweating thin on his forehead, and he turned around and looked in the direction from which the voice came.
The voice came from the deepest part of the Purple Bamboo Forest, where even Mo Liang had never set foot in it, because it was the forbidden place of the sect.
Just when Mo Liang just wanted to lean over and take a look, and probe with the power of insight, the surrounding bamboo leaves shook slightly, and three people with masks suddenly appeared in front of Mo Liang and to the left and right, surrounding Mo Liang in a zigzag shape.
Looking at the blood sword masks on the faces of these three people, Mo Liang knew that these three people were all from the dark hall, and they were first-class masters in the dark hall. Because Mo Liang couldn't see through the cultivation of these three people with the power of insight, this meant that the cultivation of these three people was at least two or more realms higher than his own.
Mo Liang scratched his head and grinned at the three of them, "I've seen three of them...... Senior brother?"
Seeing that Mo Liang was able to speak sanely, the three Dark Hall disciples glanced at each other, and their eyes all showed a look of shock.
The leading dark hall disciple directly in front of Mo Liang hesitated for a moment, and then asked Mo Liang, "Are you okay?"
"What's the matter?
"Why are you here?" the man asked, not answering.
"I was looking for a quiet place to practice, but I found it by mistake. Mo Liang said without blushing and without a heartbeat.
The dark hall disciple pointed to Hu Nan, who was "lying on the ground" not far away, and asked Mo Liang, "Are you together?"
"I don't know him, I just saw him lying there and no one cares about him, no one asks, and I was about to carry this senior brother back, and you appeared. Then this unconscious senior brother, please leave it to you. ”
Looking at Mo Liang, who was smiling like a child, the three Dark Hall disciples nodded secretly, and couldn't help but think to themselves, this little junior disciple has a good heart, enthusiastic and simple, this kind of disciple is rare.
There are only two possibilities for a fifth-level monk in the Quenching Body Realm to be able to resist the intrusion of the demonic sound, either this young man is a person with a bad heart who is even worse than the owner of the demonic sound, or he is a person with the purest and purest heart, and now it seems that this young man should belong to the latter.
He wasn't affected by Fang Cai's magic sound, probably because his heart was as pure as an unused piece of rice paper, the three of them thought to themselves.
If the thoughts of these three people were known to the elders of the Snow Sword Sect, I am afraid that they would pounce on them and smash their eyeballs and scold them for having no eyes. It's as pure as unused rice paper?
"This place is not far from the forbidden land, you should leave here quickly, don't come here in the future, if you cultivate, there are many suitable places in the sect, and it is much safer than here." The leading dark hall disciple looked at Mo Liangdao.
"By the way, and the voice you just heard, remember, don't talk to anyone. The man instructed Mo Liangdao in a very solemn tone.
The three of them were in charge of guarding the forbidden land, but today they heard about an interesting incident that happened in the sect, saying that Mo Liang, who was ashamed of the sect, would have to pay a terrible price for what he had done for more than a year today. Although the three of them didn't have much to do with Mo Liang, they also wanted to join in the fun.