Mo Jiu then remembered that there was still snow and dew trapped in the golden bell jar. She is a person from the heavenly realm, and she should know a lot about this.

Mo Jiu's dark gaze flashed at that moment.

At this moment, Emperor Wuchen is not there, and Mo Jiu needs to be careful, after all, Xuelu's cultivation is much higher than Mo Jiu's.

Mo Jiu pinched a trick and opened the golden bell jar that was buckled.

The golden bell jar shone with a circle of golden light, slowly flew up and shrunk in size, and flew into Mo Jiu's palm.

Mo Jiu saw the small golden bell in his palm, and his eyes dimmed for a while. remembers that this golden bell jar is still a magic weapon given to her by Emperor Wuchen, but she didn't expect that it is now a thing or a person.

There are more important things waiting for her to solve, and she doesn't have time to touch the hurt here.

When the golden bell jar was lifted, the trapped people inside were revealed.

Xuelu's face was as pale as a piece of white paper at the moment, and she knelt on the ground.

Mo Jiu waved his hand, and a rope came out of his hand, and he came to Xuelu and wrapped her up.

"Bundle immortal locks? Daring! Why don't you let go of this princess? What about Emperor Wuchen? Why is it only you? ”

Xuelu was obviously very weak at the moment, and her tone was full of momentum, not like she had been arrested, but like a princess who gave orders to this servant.

"He's gone. So I want to ask you a few words. Whether you get out alive or not depends on your answer.

Mo Jiu's voice was very light, and even his face was indifferent. There was no joy or sorrow on his face.

"Emperor Wuchen is dead? How can it be? He's dead, aren't you sad? ”

Compared with resentment, Xuelu's face at this time was more surprised. A few hours ago, she was still fighting with Emperor Wuchen, at that time, he was ruthless, deadly, and there were no flaws, why did he suddenly die?

And the indifference on Mo Jiu's face also made her suspicious. Doesn't he like Emperor Wuchen? If he was really dead, how could he have an expression that didn't care about him?

"Master wants you to figure out the situation, you don't have the right to ask questions now, you just need to answer the questions raised by the master, and the master will decide what to do with you based on your answers."

Although Xue Lu had consumed his spiritual power in the Golden Bell Jar, and had been injured in the previous fight, and was still tied up by the Immortal Rope at the moment, he was not threatened by Mo Jiu's words.

Not only that, but she also felt that Mo Jiu's words made her laugh. The gap in their cultivation is there. The gap in cultivation between the two can be described as worlds apart.

Xuelu straightened her legs and sat down disappreciatively. When she was trapped in the golden bell jar, she was placed in such a kneeling posture by the aura inside the golden bell jar.

The legs have been bent for too long, and when they are suddenly straightened, they are a little black in front of their eyes. The body shook involuntarily. Feeling a little embarrassed again, he just coughed and turned his head to look to the side.

As soon as I twisted the snow dew, I saw the dry hot spring pool.

Mo Jiu hadn't asked for a long time, and Xuelu couldn't help but ask again.

"Where's Biluoquan?"

"That's exactly what the master wants to ask you. Why is it that when my master is gone, the spring water here will dry up? ”

Mo Jiu's words came out, and Xuelu seemed to be lost in thought. After a while, he muttered to himself, "Could it be that Emperor Wuchen returned to the Heavenly Realm in advance?" ”

It seems that some information can still be extracted from Xuelu's mouth.

Mo Jiu softened his tone, as if he was following a good path.

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