Ji Qingsha slowly closed her eyes and stopped talking.

As Mo Gu said, she did still have more than one magic weapon hidden. In addition to her own natal weapon, Luo Jia, there is also the "Tiangang Mirror". I thought I could hide it from Modo, but it turned out to be just wishful thinking. Makora knew that she was carrying a magic weapon, but she didn't care, which showed her confidence.

Mo Gu also stopped talking, just beside the "holy spring", sat down cross-legged, pinched the trick in his left hand, held a black magic weapon in his right hand, closed his eyes slightly, and began to practice with words in his mouth.

The surface of the originally calm and sparkling "Holy Spring" gradually rippled, and circles of water ripples expanded, and wisps of black mist rose from the surface of the water.

Ji Qingsha, who had already closed her eyes, only felt a thrill all over her body, and a strange chill came to her face, and she couldn't help but open her eyes again.

I saw a faint black mist floating towards the twelve white jade statues on the pool wall around the "Holy Spring", and were unceremoniously absorbed by the statues.

Ji Qingsha's mana was imprisoned, and she couldn't lift her internal breath to resist the cold, but in a moment, she felt that the strange cold went directly into the cracks of her bones, and she clenched her teeth tightly.

Mo Jiu's eyebrows were furrowed, his expression was solemn, and the sound of the incantation in his mouth was difficult to understand.

Those male and female men and women who stood under the other stone pillars, although their faces were blue from the cold, their eyes were still closed, their expressions were dull, and they were silent.

“…… Lazaderi, Lazadri ......"

The spell of the modove was very difficult, and Ji Qingsha couldn't understand what he was saying, but the "Lazadri" that came out of Modo's mouth from time to time. Ji Qingsha could hear it clearly, and the more it came later. The more urgent the sound of the incantation, the more often "Lazadri" appears.

The black mist rising from the "Holy Spring" became more and more dense. Gradually, he concentrated towards a white jade sculpture. The sculpture was in the form of a young man, and as the Yin Qi of the leylines absorbed more and more, the surface of the sculpture began to shine with a dreamlike blurred luster.

Ji Qingsha realized that something was about to happen.

At the top of the head of the white jade sculpture, a black mist gradually rose, compared to the yin qi coming out of the "Holy Spring" leyline, this black mist was much thicker, and it condensed into a clump and did not dissipate.

This time with Xiao Fan. Ji Qingsha has seen a lot of yin ghosts, and there is no doubt that this is the ghost thing that Mo Gu has raised.

However, in an instant, the Yin Ghost had already condensed and formed, just floating above the white jade sculpture, and the white jade sculpture that was originally shining with treasure seemed to be instantly drained of its essence, and it suddenly became sluggish and rigid, without the slightest spirituality.

The surface of the "holy spring" boiled instantly. Streams of viscous earth's leyline yin qi surged towards the yin ghost floating in the air and burrowed into its body. The body of the Yin Ghost plumped up and thickened at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon became like a solid entity. Possess five senses. The eyes even flashed red, as if they had really given birth to two eyes, staring fiercely at a young man standing under the stone pillar directly opposite.

The young man. Ji Qingsha had never seen it before, and it shouldn't be the pure yang man who was kidnapped from Luojia City. Rather, Modove had prepared it a long time ago.

The moment he was stared at by the evil eyes of the yin ghosts, the young man who was originally sluggish and indifferent. As if he had been stimulated by some kind of strong stimulation, he opened his eyes suddenly, and as soon as he came into contact with the evil gaze of the yin ghost, the young man's face suddenly showed an extremely frightened expression.

"Go!"

Mo Gu stood up suddenly, his eyes bloodshot, and his right hand raised, shouting.

The body of the yin ghost above the sculpture shook, as if it was trying to break free from some kind of restraint, and then shot towards the young man. Judging from the face and figure of this yin ghost, it is also a man's body.

The next moment, the yin ghost had already pounced on the young man, only to see that the yin ghost, which was originally as thick as a physical body, suddenly became ethereal again, and the black yin mist kept churning, instantly enveloping the young man, through his mouth, nose, eyes, ears, and exposed skin, quickly penetrating into the young man's body.

"Ah......h

A terrible howl suddenly rang out.

The young man's eyes, which were completely incapable of resisting, turned blood-red, and two lines of blood overflowed from his eyes. The muscles of the face are twisted into extremely painful shapes.

The howl was so terrible that it instantly reverberated throughout the manor, echoing over the quiet tropical jungle for a long time.

Xiao Fan paused suddenly, raised his head, and looked at the Mogu Manor not far away.

His eyebrows furrowed.

The cold moonlight sprinkled on him, dragging his long figure on the mountain road for a long time.

From this miserable howl, Xiao Fan could clearly feel the pain and despair of that person.

Yi Xiao, who was walking in front of him, also stopped at the same time, turned his head to look over, and said in a low voice: "Mr. Xiao, we have to speed up, the dove has already started......"

According to the instructions of the great national teacher, Yi Yu was responsible for "leading the way" for Xiao Fan.

Mogu only gave such an order to Yiyu, and as for whether he would forgive Yiyu after completing the task, Mogu did not make any promises. But Yi Xiao can only go all out to fight for the last glimmer of hope for survival in the dark.

Fortunately, Xiao Fan didn't seem to be suspicious, and followed him without hesitation.

It can be seen that Xiao Fan is very confident in the prohibition he placed on Yi Xiao, and he is confident that Yi Xiao will not dare to "go back on his word". In fact, the prohibition on Yi Yu's body has indeed not been moved, and after Mo Gu has investigated it, he has not said anything.

Yi Xiao would never dare to ask.

He knew that every word he said now might anger Mo Gu and make his life disappear in an instant. The best way to save your life is to keep your mouth shut, obediently follow the instructions of the dove, and never talk too much.

Yi Yu can only pray now, Mo Dove's cultivation of "Heavenly Ghost Descent" is complete, and as soon as he is happy, he will spare himself from death. As for whether Mo Gu could unlock Xiao Fan's ban, Yi Yu didn't think about it carefully. If this prohibition can't even be lifted by Modo, then he really deserves to die, and he has nothing to say.

Of course, if you want to live, there is another premise, that is, Xiao Fan must die!

On this point, Yi Xiao is very confident.

Anyway, this time Mo Gu had made the most adequate preparations, Xiao Fan didn't know anything about it, and thought that everything was going according to his plan.

In order to be unprepared, it is in the home field of Modove, except for Modove himself who cannot personally deal with Xiao Fan, he occupies other advantages, and the time and place are favorable. If this is the case, it is not possible to help this young man who has traveled thousands of miles from Huaxia Kingdom, and there is no reason for this.

No matter how powerful Xiao Fan is, he is also a human, not a god.

At this moment, in Xiao Fan's eyes, compared with the first time he broke into it a few days ago, there was a significant difference, an invisible evil aura rose into the sky, enveloping the entire manor, although it could not be seen or touched, it could be clearly felt. This invisible evil aura was even suppressing the power of his divine thoughts.

Seeing that Xiao Fan was stagnant, Yi Xiao couldn't help but feel a little anxious, and couldn't help urging: "Mr. Xiao, we have to move a little faster." Otherwise, I'm worried that Miss Ji will be in danger. ”

"Really?"

Xiao Fan's eyes swept over suddenly, and the essence flickered and shone brightly.

Yi Yu couldn't help but turn his head away and avoid it, smiled wryly, and said, "Mr. Xiao, I have good intentions. In case Miss Ji has an accident, it won't be good...... Miss Ji is so beautiful......"

The last sentence is heartfelt.

No matter how much he hated Xiao Fan and his girlfriend in his heart, he had to admit that Ji Qingsha was really the most charming and enchanting girl he had ever seen in his life. Before that, Yi Xiao never dreamed that a woman could be so charming.

This sentence immediately worked, Xiao Fan didn't say a word, and raised his legs forward again.

Yi Xiao smiled secretly in his heart: Xiaoxiao, such a good-looking girlfriend stays alone in the manor, I don't believe you are not worried.

Soon, the two of them entered the Modove Manor one after the other, and entered directly through the gate.

Yi Yu stopped there with a proud face, and the guards of the city outside the manor hurriedly opened the city gate, and no one questioned Xiao Fan's identity. The person who is personally led by the Great Descending Master, does he still need to be suspicious?

"Revisiting the old place" is easier than breaking into the Modoe Manor for the first time. There were Yi Xiao leading the way in front, and Xiao Fan did not encounter any obstacles along the way, and everyone turned a blind eye to them.

Since you want to lure Xiao Fan into being fooled, then the more realistic this scene is, the better.

Xiao Fan walked forward behind Yi Yu without hesitation, his expression was indifferent, without the slightest hint of nervousness, as if he was not entering the manor of the first head descending master of Danman Country, but on an outing.

is completely different from Xiao Fan's calm and indifferent, and the atmosphere in the stone formation in the inner city of the manor has become more and more weird.

The young man's screams had come to an abrupt end, his head tilted to the side, and there was no more sound, if it weren't for the extremely slight rise and fall in his chest, he would have been like a dead man. The black mist that enveloped him had long since disappeared, and only a thick black gas emerged between his eyebrows.

The sound of the dove's incantation became more and more urgent, and the magic weapon in his right hand was raised high, and he gently cut it on his left wrist, and a little blood bead oozed out. With a flick of his fingers, the beads of blood broke through the air, hitting the center of the young man's eyebrows.

A flash of red light!

The blood beads were instantly absorbed.

The next moment, a bright red dot appeared in the middle of the young man's Yin Hall, and he felt that a hole was suddenly broken in his forehead. But the strange thing is that in this hole, blood did not gush out, but something bright red gradually emerged from the hole, as if a red horn grew on his forehead.

It's weird. (To be continued......)