Chapter 9: The Death of Mrs. Mo
"Master, how did you let that little bastard go, he killed our gold and silver boy. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info" In the cultivation hall, Mrs. Mo had an annoyed look on her face.
"Hmph, if I don't let them go, then we will all bury them." Mr. Mo Da stood up from the hall, and suddenly, the entire cultivation hall of Candle Dragon Village seemed to have vitality, and he seemed to be the soul of the entire Candle Dragon Village.
"What do you mean?" Mrs. Mo was puzzled.
"What the young man is holding in his hand is the terrifying magic weapon flowing out of the Nine Heavens Imperial Thunder Sect -- Tian Lei Zi, a monk below the Yu Dan stage, within three hundred meters, in front of the explosion of Tian Lei Zi, no one can live."
"That little projectile turned out to be a heavenly thunderbolt?" Mrs. Mo looked surprised, and at the same time, she was also afraid.
"But did you just let them go? Husband, we only need two Yin Souls to repair our treasure. Mrs. Mo still felt unwilling, unwilling to let the duck fly away, besides, it was not easy to wait for a monk in the foundation building period.
"Hey, hey." Mr. Mo sneered, walked back and forth in the hall with his hands behind his back, and said, "No, of course not, that kid is so smart, and his cultivation has reached the foundation building period, which is just right to be used to make machine spirits for our treasure." ”
"Black Mountain, Black Wind."
"Yes."
"You take the eye of the candle dragon, follow that kid all the way, I will say a few words to my wife, and I will follow you immediately."
"Yes."
The black mountain and the black wind took a black eyeball-like thing from Mr. Mo Da's hand, and then turned into a gust of wind and pursued towards the west. "Madam, you take the 'Dementor Bottle', guard these monks with peace of mind, don't let their remnants escape, I will go with Black Mountain and Black Wind to chase that kid back."
"Husband, will it be dangerous?" Mrs. Mo looked at Mr. Mo with a concerned expression, and her ugly face suddenly became gentle.
"Haha, don't worry, with Black Mountain and Black Wind in the front, I'll be fine. Besides, gather 300 monks and repair the treasures, we can use the treasures to cultivate to the Dan period, and when you reach the Dan period, you can restore your previous appearance, and we can also restore the prestige of the cottage and go to participate in the Kowloon faction's 'Inheritance Conference'. Shouldn't it be right to take some risks for the sake of this goal? ”
"Husband, you're so nice." Mrs. Mo choked up a little.
"If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have been separated from your brother, perhaps, you would have cultivated to the Dan stage a long time ago."
"Helping you restore the glory of Candle Dragon Village is what I am most willing to do. Okay, you can wait in the cottage, I'll come as soon as I go. ”
"Oh." Mrs. Mo answered, still looking a little sullen.
"Daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law, I want a daughter-in-law." The little fool next to Mrs. Mo suddenly made a noise and grabbed Mr. Mo's sleeve.
"Little boy, don't make trouble."
"Woo, I want a daughter-in-law." The child's temperament, what he wants, he wants it immediately, then Mo Xiaotong saw his daughter-in-law running away with someone, and immediately cried.
"Then come with me." Mr. Mo doted on Mo Xiaotong, and the two turned into a black light and pursued Lin Yu.
In place, Mrs. Mo looked unhappy. She was stunned for a moment, and then felt restless, and suddenly, she felt as if a powerful force of life passed by above her head.
"It's so powerful, it's just right to be used as a puppet for my cottage."
Mrs. Namo took out a black bottle the size of a fingernail from her bosom, and as soon as the bottle was taken out, a cry of resentful ghosts was immediately heard from it.
"Great." Mrs. Mo's hand pointed at the bottle, and suddenly, the black ghost bottle suddenly became larger. The enlarged 'Dementor Bottle' is engraved with scenes of wild ghosts spitting souls, which is really terrifying.
"Go, get me the man in heaven." Mrs. Mo pointed to the sky, and suddenly, two wild ghosts flew out of the 'Dementor Bottle'.
Above the sky, the whirring wind was blowing, and Zhou Wu's face was red at this time, infinitely sad and angry.
Just now, he found the body of his brother Leng Wuya.
Leng Wuya plotted against Lin Yu, yes, he was killed by Lin Yu.
"Ah――――――" Zhou Wu really wanted to look up to the sky and roar and vent his frustration in his heart.
"Zhuang Peng, even if you are really the heir of the Yuanying Ancestor, I will fight with you endlessly." Zhou Wu was secretly ruthless in his heart.
However, at this moment, he suddenly noticed that his feet were sinking, and it felt as if two invisible breaths were pulling his feet down.
"Where did the ghost come from?" As he spoke, Zhou Wu's body had been pulled by the two wild ghosts to the top of the Candle Dragon Village cultivation hall.
"What kind of place is this, why is it so dead." Zhou Wu was shocked in his heart, afraid that there would be a great array of yin ghosts underground.
"Who's messing with ghosts, don't let me go quickly." Zhou Wu shouted angrily.
"Haha, I'll be obedient to Madame, and I'll be refined into a puppet." A woman's wild laughter could be heard from inside the cottage.
"Hmph, I don't know if I'm alive or dead." Zhou Wu's face changed, and he patted his waist, and suddenly, he saw an earthy yellow seal falling from his waist.
As the earthy yellow seal fell, it grew bigger and bigger, and finally it became like a yellow mountain. On the hill are engraved four big characters 'Earthquake Jade Seal'.
As soon as this 'heaven-shaking jade seal' came out, the yin spirit under Zhou Wu's feet screamed miserably, and it had already turned into a puff of black smoke.
Bang!!!
The mountain-like jade seal was suppressed on the Candle Dragon Village.
"Ah............h Harvest. Zhou Wu beckoned, and suddenly, the heaven-shaking jade seal turned into a tiny seal hanging on his waist.