"It seems that you, the young master, are very miserable, and even the guards have abandoned you. Jiang Mo looked at Gou Ze with a smile.

Hearing this, Gou Ze's face turned cold, and he said: "If you want to kill or chop, listen to it." You don't need to count me down here!"

"Hey, that's pretty tough. Jiang Mo felt a little amused, and immediately took out a pill and threw it at Gou Ze.

Seeing this, Gou Ze grabbed the elixir, raised his eyebrows, and looked at Jiang Mo coldly: "What are you doing?

"This is an elixir that can heal your wounds and replenish some Yuan Li. Jiang Mo explained indifferently.

Hearing this, Gou Ze's body was obviously shocked, and then he gently put the pill close to his nose and sniffed it.

With the current state of the two of them, Jiang Mo didn't need to use poison to kill him.

As soon as he thought of this, Gou Ze's face showed a complicated look, he looked at Jiang Mo and said, "Why are you helping me?"

"It's just the Netherworld Palace that wants to kill you. I don't have a deep grudge against you, and now that I have got what I need, why should I kill you?" Jiang Mo asked rhetorically.

Jiang Mo is not the kind of person who rushes to kill everything, unless the other party really angers him and touches his bottom line, it will arouse Jiang Mo's killing intent.

Seeing that Jiang Mo had no intention of killing himself, Gou Ze was obviously relieved.

He decisively swallowed the pill, and after recovering for a moment, he immediately fled in the other direction deep in the mountains and forests.

"Your Excellency's grace of not killing, I Gou Ze remembered, and I will definitely repay you if I have the opportunity in the future. ”

Gou Ze's voice came into Jiang Mo's ears from afar, and he smiled faintly and didn't care.

......

At this moment, in front of the Darkwing Gate, there was a mess, dozens of corpses were piled up all over the ground, and the blood merged into a stream, slowly flowing out.

Those corpses were all the corpses of the disciples of the Darkwing Sect.

Compared with Jiang Mo's tolerance, these Cang Ying Guards who don't know how much blood their hands have been stained with don't have so much kindness.

"I'm asking you one last time, Blood Demon Fruit, where exactly are you hiding?"

At this moment, the previously majestic Darkwing Sect Master was half-kneeling on the ground, his robe was torn, his hair was stuck to his head with thick blood, and he no longer had the momentum of the Sect Master.

On his neck was a long knife that flickered.

The breath in his body was already disordered, and his tendons and tendons were broken by the Cang Ying Guard, as if he had become a waste, and his eyes were scattered looking ahead.

"Forget it, don't ask anymore, give him a good time. Ye Wuru turned his back to the Darkwing Sect Master and waved his hand lightly.

After he finished speaking, the silver-robed Cang Ying Guard raised his sword and fell, blood was thrown, and a head rolled down.

In the Cang Ying Palace, every Cang Ying Guard is an out-and-out executioner when carrying out the orders of the Cang Ying Envoy, and years of training have made outsiders feel a kind of fear of the Cang Ying Guard.

If the reason why the Martial Pole Temple is so jealous of the Cang Ying Palace, then these ruthless Cang Ying Guards are definitely one of the extremely important reasons.

"Go, go in and look for it, and see where they hid the Blood Demon Fruit. Ye ruthlessly put his fingers against his forehead and said with a little headache.

This blood demon fruit is a medicinal material personally named by a master of alchemy in the palace, if it can't be brought back smoothly, even Ye Wuru will not be able to deal with it.

"Don't look for it anymore, I've already found the blood demon fruit. ”

Hearing this, Ye Wuru and the other Cang Ying Guards all turned their heads and saw an emaciated figure in a black robe standing there, the blood demon fruit in his hand dancing with a dazzling red light.

"Haha, you kid, you keep bringing surprises to people!" After seeing the Blood Demon Fruit in Jiang Mo's hand, Ye Wuru suddenly laughed heartily.

Jiang Mo was not hypocritical, and directly threw the blood demon fruit at Ye Wuru.

After getting the Blood Demon Fruit, Ye Wuru was in a good mood and asked, "How did you get the Blood Demon Fruit?"

Hearing this, Jiang Mo smiled slightly and told the reason for the matter, but he let go of the young master Gou Ze, but Jiang Mo passed by and did not elaborate.

"Hehe, you guy, you're quite clever, if it weren't for you, I'm afraid we'd all have to run for nothing this time. Ye ruthlessly glanced at Jiang Mo appreciatively, and then said: "You have contributed a lot to this mission, let's say, what reward do you want?"

Ye Wuru was telling the truth, if it weren't for Jiang Mo, it would be difficult for them to break the Dark Wing Gate's Sect Protector Formation.

Even if he could break the defensive spirit array, if it weren't for Jiang Mo, maybe that Gou Ze would have already defected to the Wuji Temple with the Blood Demon Fruit.

"Lord Huiye, I heard Brother Yu Jie say that this phase of the Cangying training camp is about to start. If I can, I want to go in there and hone myself!" After pondering for a while, Jiang Mo directly said his thoughts.

Rather than letting others guess what is going on in your mind, it's better to just say it.

"Huh? After mentioning the Cangming training camp, Ye Wuru's face also became solemn.

After a while, he said slowly: "Judging from today's mission performance, you are not only very talented in formation, but also very sharp-minded. It's just that the Cangying Training Camp is in the palace, and it is an extremely special institution, and it has extremely high requirements for the monk's martial arts talent, I don't know if you have this ability. ”

At this time, Yu Jie also took a step forward, hugged his fists at Ye Wuruthless and said: "Lord Ye, Jiang Mo once insisted on a stick of incense when he entered the palace for the assessment, under the joint efforts of the six war puppets. ”

Obviously, he was speaking for Jiang Mo.

Hearing this, Jiang Mo also cast a grateful look at Yu Jie.

"Six war golems, it's a good talent!" Ye ruthlessly rubbed his chin with his palm, and fell into a deep groan.

Jiang Mo knew that if he didn't show some strength at this time, he might be difficult to win Ye Wulu's attention.

This phase of the Cangming training camp may be a rare opportunity for Jiang Mo.

If he wants to quickly improve his martial arts cultivation, he must use the cultivation resources of the Cangying Training Camp, and only with the help of this pedal can he complete a gorgeous transformation.

Jiang Mo took a deep breath, stood up, and said with a fist at Ye Wuru: "Lord Ye, in fact, my strength is far more than what I was assessed at the beginning. In that assessment, the strength I exerted was less than half of my real strength. ”

"Oh, this is interesting!" Hearing this, Ye Wuru's eyes lit up, and he immediately instructed Yu Jie: "Yu Jie, you accompany Jiang Mo to try, let me see if he has obtained the qualification for the Cangying Training Camp." ”

(End of chapter)