Mo Fengwu felt more relaxed than she had ever felt before.

Even the impatience of the past few days has been inexplicably smoothed a lot.

And at this moment, Xiao Qiang, who was hanging on Mo Fengwu's shoulder, shook the lower leaf almost invisibly.

Mo Fengwu felt something, and then looked in the direction.

Then, after a while, a faint voice came from that side.

Mo Fengwu raised her eyebrows, and then walked over.

Following the direction, Mo Fengwu walked unhurriedly. Not long after, across the lawn, I saw a green mountain forest, and a quaint altar was immediately revealed.

And just above the altar, a slightly familiar figure was roaring hoarsely.

"Help, help...... Help me...... Help ......"

The voice was pitiful.

Mo Fengwu took a closer look and immediately smiled.

It turned out to be Wei Lao.

It's just that compared to the previous awesome appearance. At this time, Wei Lao was embarrassed, with his two hands behind his back, tied to the stone pillar of the altar, like a living sacrifice.

"It's really hard to find iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get them...... Old thing, let's meet again! ”

Mo Fengwu's voice is soft and pleasant.

When Wei Lao heard this, he was stunned at first, and then when he saw Mo Fengwu, he suddenly trembled slightly.

"You, why are you here?"

"Oh, that's for you! Why do you say I'm here, huh? ”

"You ......" Wei Lao froze, and then as if he was overpowering fear, he said: "Mo family girl, it was indeed the old man who deceived you at the beginning. But I couldn't help it at the time, so I ......"

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"What the old man said is true. Do you know that the Mixed Yuan Grass is an ancient alien grass that grows in the polar regions of ice and snow, and once it leaves, it immediately turns into a piece of snow. Except for the ancient Blood Soul Clan, no one knows how to preserve it. And now there is the only one in the world, and the old man knows where it is. But in the short term, I can't get my hands on it at all, so I ......"

Speaking of this, Wei Lao sighed matter-of-factly, and at the same time stared at Mo Fengwu's face quietly.

Mo Fengwu didn't speak at this time.

Seeing this, Wei Lao continued: "So, as long as you save Lao Yu from here now, Lao Yu will tell you the whereabouts of the Mixed Yuan Grass." The daughter of the Mo family, the old decay is already like this now, and she will never joke with her life. I swear that I will never break my promise this time, otherwise five thunders will hit the top! ”

Wei Lao said this resolutely.

But Mo Fengwu stared at his face, as if she was pondering something.

The surroundings were quiet all at once.

And seeing Mo Fengwu's appearance that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, Wei Lao became more and more nervous. The sweat on his forehead immediately flowed down unconsciously.

At the same time, Madam Huang and Elder Xiao, who were hiding in the grass not far away, were no better.

Elder Xiao even held his breath.

The tense atmosphere invisibly enveloped the surroundings.

And at this moment, a chuckle suddenly overflowed from Mo Fengwu's mouth.

Wei Lao was stunned for a moment, but then before he could react, he saw Mo Fengwu's figure flickering in an instant, and the next second he came to Madam Huang and Elder Xiao who were hiding in the grass not far away.

The speed of Mo Feng's dance is too fast.

When it was almost time, Mrs. Huang and Elder Xiao didn't know what was going on, so they only felt that it was dark in front of them, and then Mo Fengwu grabbed them one by one, like pinching a chicken cub, and directly pinched their necks and picked them up.