"Old Ancestor, other powerhouses can be held back as soon as possible, but the Divine Son of the Moon God Temple and the Wind God Temple is probably not something I can hold back, that is the Divine Son, and there are at least the powerhouses of the Transformation Realm who are following me, which is not something I can control at all. ”

When Yan Lie heard this, an embarrassed expression appeared on his face, the level of the Divine Son was not comparable to that of a small kingdom emperor, and he was not qualified to influence the Divine Son's thoughts at all.

"Hmph, our Fire God Temple is not too far from our Red Lotus Kingdom, after the Moon God Temple Divine Son and the Wind God Temple Divine Son arrived, we Fire God Temple Divine Son will deal with it, you just need to drag those young people. ”

The white-haired old man's voice said with some displeasure, after all, if the emperor of a country can't even think about these things, then what is the emperor doing.

"Old Ancestor, I understand, that Old Ancestor cultivated with peace of mind, and Yan Lie retired. ”

Yan Lie said respectfully, he also heard the displeasure of the old ancestor, and it is the best policy to go now, so as not to make the old ancestor angry again.

"Well, you stand down!"

The old man said lightly, and then fell silent. And Yan Lie slowly bowed down and slowly withdrew from the hall.

Coming out of the palace, you can find that there are more drops of sweat on Yan Lie's face, every time he faces this old ancestor, he has a lot of pressure, although he is the strength of the Heavenly Eight Realm, but in front of the old ancestor of the Transformation Realm, he doesn't even have the strength to resist, and the breath like the abyss and the sea makes him feel that he is not facing a person, but a mountain.

Taking a deep breath, a flash of essence flashed in the fiery red pupils, and the figure flashed, disappeared in place, and flew forward, Chirong City still has a lot of things to solve now, and those strong people from other kingdoms are not fuel-efficient lamps.

After several days of crazy cultivation, they finally had a rare leisure, sitting lazily on the chairs one by one, basking in the sun with their eyes closed, revealing a pleasant expression.

The footsteps came, and the Stygian Blade opened their eyes, looking at Ming Mo and Mo Yue who were slowly walking over, and the Stygian Blade hurriedly got up and said respectfully: "Childe is good." ”

"You're welcome, sit down. Ming Mo smiled slightly: "Ah Blade, it seems that you are very leisurely, and you have all come here to bask in the sun." ”

"Yes, Childe, if we don't cultivate, we do feel bored, Childe, you can let us do something, it's almost rusty all day long. ”

Stygian Blade couldn't help but say.

"yes, Childe, let's do something, or it will be too boring. ”

Other teenagers chimed in.

"Hehe, it seems that you are indeed bored, but you can just stay in the house honestly for a while, and it is not quiet outside these days. ”

Hearing this, Ming Mo said with a smile on his face: "Since you are bored, then I will tell you a story." ”

"Storytelling?"

Hearing this, Hellfire smiled and said, "Childe, we are not children anymore, and we still use them to tell us stories." After he finished speaking, he still had a childish expression, child.

"Xiaohuo, I promise you've never heard of this story. ”

Ming Mo showed a mysterious smile and said lightly.

"A story we haven't heard, tell it quickly, son. ”

Stygian Blade had an expectant expression on his face when he heard this, and Mo Yue beside Ming Mo was also interested, looking at Ming Mo with a pair of big eyes, only the look of doubt on Stygian Fire's face.

The look of doubt on Hellfire's face was naturally seen by Ming Mo, but Ming Mo didn't say anything, just slowly opened his mouth to tell his story.