After He Ming's intervention, the demon cultivator behind the scenes has not moved much in the past few days, and has only sent some disciples with low cultivation to secretly monitor the Mo Mansion. After all, this demon cultivator is now a little jealous, for fear that he has been targeted by the righteous path. And He Ming's side has also found out the strength of the other party, but fortunately, the gap between the opponent's strength and He Ming's current strength is not small, and it is relatively easy to deal with.

In the palace, a man in a black robe ran vigorously, and then suddenly stopped in front of a room.

"Your Excellency!" The black-clothed Taoist robe knelt down on one knee, lowered his head and said in a low voice.

"That cultivator in Mofu, have you found anything?"

"Tell your lord, my subordinates are incompetent, and I haven't found a trace of clues, but there has been no movement in the Mofu in the past few days, and the scattered cultivators who have defected have also not been out of the Mofu."

"Rubbish! You bunch of shit! Get lost! ”

"Yes!"

After finishing speaking, the man in the black robe brushed it and left.

In the room, a skinny man was sulking, his expression was slightly hideous, and his skin was particularly strange with a light blue color.

"I heard you've been checking on me lately?" An indifferent voice suddenly sounded in the room.

The skinny man's expression suddenly changed greatly, and he subconsciously flew back, keeping a certain safe distance from the sound, and then faced the source of the sound, staring at the young man in the white robe in front of him who was sitting cross-legged on the wooden mat with his eyes closed.

"You!" The skinny man wrinkled the muscles of his cheeks, "When did you come in!" Who are you! ”

"Me?" The young man opened his eyes and pointed at himself, "Oh~ that's when you missed me just now." ”

That's right, the young man in the white robe in the house at this time is He Ming, the reason why He Ming found this demon cultivator this time is because the black robe who was in charge of monitoring the Mo Mansion just came back today to report the recent situation, and He Ming followed him all the way here. In fact, in terms of He Ming's current situation of recovering his cultivation, it is not difficult to find this demon cultivator in this imperial capital, but after all, there is someone to guide the way, and He Ming does not have to waste the virtual yuan if he thinks about it.

"You!" The skinny man was not lightly tempered by He Ming's leisurely tone, and it seemed that he didn't take him seriously at all.

Suddenly, the skinny man thought of something, his eyes narrowed, and his voice was low, "You are the cultivator of Mofu?" ”

The corners of He Ming's mouth rose, but he didn't say anything.

Seeing that He Ming didn't speak, the skinny man continued: "I advise you not to interfere, this matter has nothing to do with you." ”

"Since ancient times, good and evil have not been opposed, although there are good kinds, but after a few words of contact with you, I know that I am dealing with you today!"

As soon as He Ming finished speaking, the skinny man suddenly launched an attack on He Ming, and sure enough, he was scheming, knowing that there was no room for relaxation, so he made a strong move.

"Die!" A black mist flew towards He Ming like silk, and when it arrived in front of He Ming, He Ming dissipated out of thin air like a fog. He then appeared behind the scrawny man, and punched him in the back.

"Poof!" Suddenly, the skinny man didn't expect He Ming's body method to be so fast, and he was stirred up by He Ming's punch in time and spit out blood.

At the same time as the skinny man vomited blood, the corners of his mouth did not match the rise of the situation, insidious and cunning. It turned out that a worm the size of a grain of rice was already waiting behind He Ming's back, and at the moment He Ming punched, it jumped to the back of He Ming's neck.

"Huh." The skinny man wiped the residual blood from the corner of his mouth, "Your kid's cultivation is good, but his qualifications are still shallow, and he doesn't know the sinister way of the world, so let's be my puppet obediently!" ”

"Really?" He Ming looked at each other, his deep eyes were full of confidence and perseverance.

"Frightened!" The skinny man pointed with one hand, and as soon as the words fell, he saw his body tremble, and his original expression was replaced by surprise, he looked at the young man in front of him incredulously, and his right hand slowly stretched out to the back of his neck, and then as if he had touched something, he grabbed it and looked at the insect in his hand.

"You! You're actually ... Before the skinny man could speak, he fell to the ground with a muffled voice, his whole body seemed to be extremely itchy, his body squirmed, his forehead sweated, and he struggled to get something out of his cuffs.

A gust of wind blew through the skinny man's cuffs, He Ming squatted in front of the skinny man and shook the jade bottle in his hand, "Are you looking for this?" ”

The skinny man's mental defense finally collapsed at this moment, his eyes were full of despair and fear, and he struggled to squeeze out a few words from between his teeth: "You... Think... How is it... After saying a few words, it seemed to drain all the strength of his body, and beads of sweat the size of beans poured down from his forehead.

He Ming's eyes were solemn, and he said word by word, "I only want to know one thing, that is, what do you want to do in Lihu Palace, and you are not allowed to interfere in the affairs of mortals anymore!" ”