Fan Mo looked at the dust behind him, and saw a shadow quickly escaping from the ancestral hall, and saw that the shadow was clearly the statue in the ancestral hall.

So, the idol is afraid of the sun?

Fan Mo thought silently in his heart, but there was a gentle smile on his face.

What a cowardice!

Dough dumplings: "Tsk, that's a cowardice!" ”

Main system: Is the "......" dango qualified to say this?

Mingmei indifferently glanced at the direction of the elephant's escape, and did not chase it, the idol was honestly worshiped by incense, and did not do evil.

She didn't plan to accept him, but just warned him before leaving, so that he could do it for himself, who knew that he would scare himself out.

How did you become a god if you were so cowardly?

"Let's go!"

"Good!"

Fan Mo kept up with the bright pace, and the two walked outside side by side.

The housekeeper came back to his senses for a long time, and seeing that the direction of the two of them was towards the gate, he hurriedly said: "Young Master Fan, the old servant will go and get the title deed to you." ”

Fan Mo responded indifferently. "No need, you can keep it! If you don't want to stay, disperse! ”

As soon as the words fell, the person seemed to be miles away.

The housekeeper was stunned for a while.

Such a large amount of wealth, don't you want it if you don't want it?

Those are the wealth that his old master has accumulated all his life, not to mention that the rich rival the country, the rich rival city is enough, why did he abandon it.

The other is, is this Young Master Fan really only a third-level martial artist?

At that speed, he is clearly already a half-step grandmaster!

Fan Mo had indeed reached the realm of a half-step grandmaster.

Originally, the speed of the two of them coming to Tiandu Fengyi here could be faster, but on the way, because Fan Mo wanted to cultivate, they slowed down.

Fan Mo still remembers that on the day Zong Yixing died, Mingmei fed something in his mouth, and since then, his cultivation speed can be said to be a thousand miles a day.

In just a few hours, he cultivated from the third layer of martial arts to the realm of martial emperors.

That kind of hearty cultivation was something he had never had in the previous ten years.

There is no pain when the blood boils during cultivation and life is worse than death, only the smooth flow of internal force.

At that moment, he deeply understood what Zong and his party meant by luck and luck, and also understood why Zong and his party wanted to kill him.

In the next few days, he cultivated from Martial Emperor to Martial Emperor, and finally became a half-step grandmaster.

This speed is a miracle in the world, and it will definitely amaze all those who practice martial arts.

Mingmei was not surprised by this, it felt as if this was a normal thing, but when he was eating again, he calmly asked when he would be able to cultivate to the realm of martial saints.

He thought for a moment and replied, "It will take about seven days." ”

"Hmm! Almost. ”

"Pretty much what?" He couldn't help but ask.

Mingmei said calmly: "It's almost time to start the war between humans and demons." ”

It is indeed time for war between humans and demons, and for many days, there are more and more disputes between humans and demons.

Fu Yiqin's injury at Mingmei's hand seemed to be a fuse, putting the contradiction on the bright side.

And the Linxian Sect almost defected to the Demon Clan, which made all the human races ashamed.

As far as Fan Mo knew, there had been several disputes between humans and demons, and the emperor of the demon clan, Fu Baotian, was proud, and he couldn't tolerate his beloved son being injured and didn't fight back, so he sent people to provoke him several times.

If it weren't for Fu Baotian, who still couldn't figure out the reality of the bright sky, maybe he would have knocked on the door.

Mingmei really hoped that he could come to the door and kill him once and for all.

For the upcoming battle between humans and demons, Fan Mo practiced day and night, and there were many elixir talismans in the jade pendant that Mingmei gave him, and with the help of those things, Fan Mo had already cultivated to the realm of the Great Grandmaster, and he was only one step away from the Martial Saint.

The two of them practiced all the way and walked towards the border.

this day.

Walked to the city.

At this time, Lincheng looked barren, and from a distance outside the city, it was shrouded in a layer of death.

Fan Mo grabbed a person who came out of the city in a hurry and asked, "What's wrong here?" ”

The man looked at Fan Mo and Mingmei, who were handsome and jade-like, and were in a trance for a moment, stunned for a moment, and then smiled bitterly: "Why are you still coming to Lincheng now, the people in Lincheng can't escape now, I gave up all my wealth to buy a voucher to get out of the city, if you are okay, it is better to get as far away from here as possible." ”

"Why is that?" Fan Mo asked.

Mingmei frowned slightly, glanced at the demonic energy that swirled over the city, and thought in his heart.

The man saw that Mingmei was too beautiful, Fan Mo was too handsome, and he didn't want the two of them to go in for nothing, so he patiently replied:

"You two don't know, a few days ago, a monster sneaked into Lincheng, and the monster was mad and poisoned the entire waters of Lincheng, and now all the people in Lincheng are infected with strange diseases. I was alone, and I was lucky enough to survive with the water that my family had stored in a large vat before.

Now that it is a hell on earth, and everyone is waiting to die, I advise you to go in a different direction, the air in that city is dirty now, and you have such a good life, there is no need to venture there. ”

After speaking, for fear that the two of them would stop and ask questions again, they hurriedly left.

Fan Tuanzi originally planned to send a small red envelope to that person, but seeing that the person was in a hurry, he had no intention of giving out red envelopes.

Mingmei and Fan Mo glanced at each other and walked towards the city together.

The exorcism seed quietly raised its head from the bright dantian, and its heart rubbed its hands and fists, and it was finally time for it to show its skills.

As soon as they arrived at the city gate, they were stopped: "Where are you from?" It's closed now, so let's go! ”

Fan Mo didn't say much, and quietly took out a martial saint order, which lit up in front of the people.

The man sneered: "What, I thought that if I just took a token casually, I would become ...... Military...... Martial Saint Order? ”

Fan Mo looked at the man coldly.

The man was agitated, his face was full of embarrassment, and he slowly knelt down.

"The little one welcomes Qin Wusheng, and Young Master Fan is here."

Mingmei Fan Mo ignored him and went into the city.

The man waited for the two of them to walk away before wiping his sweat and shouting at the person next to him: "Why don't you go and tell the city lord that the martial saint is here." Just go! ”

"Good, good!" The man hurried away.

The bell ringing to welcome the VIPs rang over the entire Lincheng.

At this time, the city was divided into an inner city and an outer city.

The outer city was well guarded, but the inner city was quiet, the gates were tightly closed, and no one was guarding them.

Fan Mo and Mingmei flew up to the city.

on the streets.

A person came out of his house under the call of the bell, looking at the two people on the city wall who looked like flying immortals, and their faces were full of sick faces, showing a look of prayer and hope.

Behind him, the city lord hurried from the outskirts of the city, and when he saw the pair of handsome men and beautiful women, he was secretly afraid in his heart, but he had to bite the bullet and say: "Meet Qin Wusheng in Xialin Lanyu, Young Master Fan." ”