At this time, on Qingyun Peak, the people of Youruo Palace who escaped covered in blood cried frantically: "Young Master Ancestor, Fuyuan slaughtered the three thousand disciples of my Youruo Palace..... Young Master Ancestor ......."

When the galaxy and the moon suddenly dimmed, Mo Li already felt as if something was about to happen, and when he heard that the palace was full of slaughter, he didn't care about asking and flew away, and the flowers and plants withered and there was no life everywhere he went. The smile on the corner of Fuyuan's lips was weird, and his eyes were cold and ruthless, as if he was waiting for him.

"Qinghe, what's the matter, do you feel the call of the common people?" stared at Mo Li as if playfully.

"Are you a floating wish or a night lotus?" Mo Li stared at the woman in front of him.

As if stunned, the woman frowned slightly, instinctively resisting the awakening of lust in her body. The two identical figures are constantly merging and separating, one is loveless, the other is cold and ruthless. The woman said bitterly: "Qinghe, I will never let you succeed in your purpose." No matter how she resisted the seven emotions and six desires of the world that she was contaminated after falling into reincarnation, it was as if she rejected herself, and she was angry but helpless in her heart. Gradually no longer resisting, his eyes closed and slowly fell from the air, Mo Li hurriedly stepped forward to catch the woman, hugged her tightly in his arms and flew back to the Tianyi Palace.

"Young Master Ancestor?" slowly opened his eyes, and what greeted him was Moli's anxious face.

"You woke up, do you remember what you did?" Seeing Fuyuan wake up, the anxious look disappeared instantly, and then asked with a cold face.

Fu Yuan tried to recall the last picture, as if his mind was consumed by the killing, because ....... He sat up suddenly, grabbed Mo Li's shirt from his chest with both hands and said anxiously: "Where is Shaoqing?

"I can see from your state of mind that he has fallen, and you have turned into a fluorescent body and scattered in the heavens and the earth. Mo Li said lightly. "Tell me, did you slaughter the three thousand people of Youruo Palace?"

"Three thousand people?" Fu Yuan muttered to himself, his mind full of Lu Shaoqing's warm and jade-like face, and a wisp of green silk that he held in his hand before he died. "They're all dead, aren't they, hahaha.... It's good to die, it's good to die. As if the demon was stunned, sometimes laughing, sometimes painful, Mo Li frowned, brushed his hand above his head, and fell asleep again.

"Could it be that you are a night lotus?" the expression of the woman I saw today was exactly the same as that of the woman in my mood. The killing in his state of mind that ignores everything in the world is shocking. Unconsciously, the palm of his hand was once again choked on Fuyuan's neck, but he couldn't get his hand down. Once upon a time, the woman in front of her had already been buried deep in her heart, perhaps fate made people, she had been adrift for many years, and finally got a moment of respite, but the person who cared about her died tragically in front of her, and no one could accept it.

"Young Master Ancestor, it's not good, I learned that the sect that was slaughtered in Youruo Palace has returned to Qingyun Peak again, and is clamoring to hand over the Night Lotus at the moment. The waiter broke in with a frightened face, and when he saw the floating wish on the bed, he suddenly took a few steps back, swallowed his saliva and said, "Yes, no, she is Yelian, right?"

Mo Li's expression was heavy, and he turned to look at Fu Yuan in his sleep, his brows furrowed, and his face was sometimes desperate and sometimes resentful. In her state of mind, when Lu Shaoqing cut off her heart, her desperate roar hit her heart over and over again.

At this time, the red carpet of Qingyun Peak was still coming and being withdrawn was densely packed with people, and everyone on and off the mountain was shouting angrily to hand over the night lotus. Until Mo Li slowly fell with a floating wish, everyone was silent and dispersed backwards. The four masters and the remaining seven peak masters saw Mo Li coming, and hurriedly knelt on the ground.

"Young Master Ancestor, how tragic it was in the Youruo Palace last night, the three thousand people were slaughtered overnight, and only a few disciples of my Qingyun Peak were left. Such inhuman killings are truly shocking. ”

"Yes, Young Master Ancestor, none of the three thousand sects are all corpses, it is a time when the world is peaceful, if it is not for Yelian, who can have such a skill?"

The four venerable teachers and the seven peak masters kowtowed over and over again, Mo Li looked at the woman in his arms, if he let go at this time, he was afraid that no one in the world would be able to protect her. Until the people around him knelt on the ground, frightened, angry, sad, and begged over and over again to get rid of the night lotus and get rid of the floating wish. Mo Li carefully handed over the floating wish to the boy behind him, turned around and said: "I know the inside story of the slaughter of Youruo Palace, you will give you an explanation in a moment." He looked down at the four great masters and the seven peak masters who were kneeling on the ground and pleaded, "Before I come back, you must protect the floating wish, and you must not let people hurt her." With that, he turned around and soared in the direction of Youruo Palace.

Rao had seen the scene of the slaughter of Youruo Palace in the state of floating wishes, but he didn't want to be there in person, it was tragic and abnormal, cold and calm like him, and he couldn't help but stumble. There is no life left in the palace, the withered and withered flowers and trees are covered with blood, and the red-dyed attic cries silently, telling of yesterday's killing. The palace was full of life, Mo Li slowly came to the dungeon following the memory in the floating wish state of mind, Yin Ruyin had turned into a dry corpse at this time, picked up the fish-shaped jade and was about to turn around and leave, but heard the sound of rustling in the corner. Seeing that it was Mo Li's arrival, Yin Qianxun, who looked frightened, even crawled and rolled and grabbed Mo Li's shirt.

"Young Master Ancestor, save me, save me, Yelian is here, Yelian is here....." When Yin Qianxun rushed to Youruo Palace, there were dead bodies everywhere, how could she have seen such a scene, and finally found her father in the dungeon with trembling legs, Yin Ruyin, who had turned into a dry corpse, suddenly destroyed her tense nerves, and she was already crazy at this time. With a sigh, the aura in Mo Li's hand slowly enveloped the entire secluded palace, and countless living beings turned into a little fluorescent and fell asleep in the sea of delusion. looked down at Yin Qianxun, who had collapsed, and said coldly: "I knew this was the case, why did I have to do it in the first place, if you hadn't poisoned the wine of the two of you and coerced the life of the valley master, why would you have slaughtered all the doors today?"

Fu Yuan was still not awake at this time, Yin Qianxun saw the moment Fu Yuan, and knelt on his knees, "I was wrong, I was wrong, I don't dare anymore, spare me, spare me....." Crazy kowtow, bleeding and still not knowing. Everyone looked at each other, not understanding why Yin Ruyin's daughter would kowtow to the person who slaughtered her.