Wanwan stretched out her hand to pick up the sugar gourd for a moment, then took the sugar gourd and said lightly: "Your trick of deceiving the little girl is useless to me." ”

Mo Zhiyu smiled indifferently, being kind to the little girl was just an instinctive behavior, especially when the atmosphere was right. If the girl doesn't appreciate it, it doesn't matter.

But after eating a sugar gourd, Wanwan said, "However, the courtesy is still exchanged, and I can tell you one thing." ”

Mo Zhiyu didn't think that Wanwan would say anything "big news", so he only said politely: "Please speak." ”

"God's blood." Wanwan said these two words, which made Mo Zhiyu a little surprised, he still remembered that when he was in Linqi, Bai Suyu searched out a bamboo slip from the alchemy room of the Hongtian Sect, which recorded the "divine blood". At that time, he also tried to get a message from the Pope, that is, Qin Baichuan, the king of Zhaoyan, but to no avail.

"The blood of the gods is indeed the blood of the gods." Wanwan gave him the answer, and then continued, "But the divine blood is too powerful, and the current alchemy technique of the Hongtian Sect is not enough to control, and there are too many side effects. Therefore, the casualties of the Hongtian Sect's middle-level forces changed very quickly, which was also the reason why they could not really rise. ”

"Monk Yuanli cultivates Yuanli and makes efforts all the time. If ordinary people want to get the power to compete with Yuan Li, they naturally need to come back at a corresponding price. "Either be willing to be ordinary, or die of ambition." It's just that the Hongtian Sect is too good at demagoguery, using too many human lives to fill their ambitions. ”

"It seems that you have a negative opinion of the Hongtian Sect." Wanwan looked at the rock sugar gourd in her hand, "What a good person who cares so much about the lives of mortals." ”

"I just don't think I should pull innocent people into the game." Mo Zhiyu frowned slightly, "Even if you don't want to, you have had it." ”

Wanwan smiled slightly: "That person also said this remark." Mo Zhiyu immediately caught this sentence, but Wanwan didn't say it, but asked him: "Then what do you think of the Xianhua Alliance?" They are high up in the sky, and treat all nations as mustards. Compared to the Hongtian Sect's use of human life, they are ignoring human life. ”

At this time, they walked to a stone bridge in the middle of the city, and from here they could see men and women coming and going, working together to release various lanterns into the river. Thousands of river lanterns floated along the water, across the bridge, out of the city, and into the distance.

Mo Zhiyu stopped and stood by the bridge, looked at the river lanterns flowing below, and said slowly: "You said this, the Hongtian Sect is not good, and the Xianhua League is not good, could it be that you want to kidnap me, a 'good person', into the evil sect?" The reputation of the evil sect is not very good, and the same will not treat people well. ”

Wanwan chuckled: "I won't accept you!" Don't think that if you have been deceived twice by Hongtianjiao, you will think that everyone in the world wants to pull you into the gang. ”

Wanwan's words surprised Mo Zhiyu, if it wasn't for this thought, then what was she doing all along?

Wanwan seemed to guess Mo Zhiyu's thoughts, and continued: "I said this to tell you, stay out of the matter, there are bad people all over the world, and for a good person like you, there is no good choice. It's a little lively, don't make it a good deal, let's live a little more leisurely. ”

As soon as Wanwan heard this, there was something in the words, and Mo Zhiyu was just about to ask, his expression suddenly became solemn, and at the same time, Wanwan also noticed something unusual. Almost at the same time, he wrapped his arms around her waist and she clinged to his shoulders.

The two of them spun around in the crowd, he made a move, raised his sword finger in his hand, and the sword qi knocked away a strong man in brown; She threw out the sugar gourd, and the sugar gourd tore off a plain-clothed man off the stone bridge.

The man in brown fell on the bridge deck, and the black blood instantly spread; The plain-clothed man fell into the water with a "bang", and black blood floated up.

Then the two separated at the same time, and Mo Zhi smiled: "There is quite a tacit understanding." Wanwan also responded with a smile: "Each other, each other." ”

This sudden change suddenly frightened the people on the stone bridge and the people around them to flee quickly, but there were still more than a dozen people left, and their eyes turned blood-red when they looked at Mo Zhiyu.

With a "whoosh", their bodies swelled and ripped through their clothes.

Mo Zhiyu sighed helplessly: "Hongtian Sect is really kraft candy." ”

"This kind of trouble is just the beginning." Wanwan looked at him and raised the folding fan in her hand.

Suddenly, there was a sound of "sigh" in the sky, and the rain of arrows in the sky did not know where it came from, covering the sky, and in an instant, it pierced the dozen or so Hongtian Sect people into a hornet's nest. Their transformation is over before it is complete.

"Wow." Mo Zhiyu gave a thumbs up to Wanwan, she really deserves to be the eldest lady of the evil sect, no wonder she dares to go to the street so blatantly.

"One last thing to tell you." Wanwan "Huh" closed the folding fan again, "Don't rely too much on the blood of the gods." ”

Mo Zhi looked at her suspiciously.

"The bloodline of the gods is too powerful for even the descendants of the gods to control." Wanwan looked at him with extreme seriousness, "Once you exceed a certain boundary, you will completely become a slave of the gods, and become a demon who loves to kill. When the time comes, the only solution will be to dilute it with human blood. ”

Mo Zhi looked at Wanwan in a daze, Wanwan's rare serious speech, and then she said and disappeared again. And this sentence immediately reminded Mo Zhiyu of Qin Yiqiong.

This is the answer to Qin Yiqiong's transformation into a vampire, and she really has a terminal illness.

"Ugh!" Mo Zhiyu pressed the wound on his shoulder, the continuous damage of this frost sword was too annoying, and it began to hurt again as soon as he moved.

"Senior brother!" "Second Uncle!"

Luo Bingqian came with the people of Tianjian Mountain at this time, and they couldn't help but be shocked when they looked at the corpses of the Hongtian Sect people on the ground.

Luo Bingqian held Mo Zhiyu and asked with concern, "Senior brother, you're not injured, are you?" ”

The rest of the disciples were annoyed: "The disciple didn't protect the second uncle, please punish the uncle!" ”

"It's fine." Mo Zhiyu patted Luo Bingqian's face lightly, and then said to the others, "Leave a few people watching here, and go to two people to inform Jiao Yiwei." ”

"Yes!" The disciples received the order.

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In the palace, Wuyan looked at the file in his hand, his eyes widened slightly, and then he looked at Luo Bingqing on the other side of the table, and said, "...... is this?" ”

“。” Luo Bing said lightly, "In the fifth year of Chenli, after the battle between Emperor Chentian and Tian Khan, he said that he was sick and lived in the palace, and he never saw his ministers again. However, from the day he became ill, the palace maids and internal officials of the harem died mysteriously one after another. The cause of death was 'blood loss'. ”

Wuyan immediately said: "That Qin Yiqiong ......"

"That map points to the Emperor's Mausoleum, the tomb of Emperor Chentian." Wu Yan said, "In Shikangjun." —next chapter