Chapter 233: Demon Silk Dao Robe
"Brother Chu is Dongfang...... Ahem. ”
Wang Quan was just about to speak, but he coughed twice, he patronized his brain and made up for it, forgetting that the other party still had to hide his identity.
After all, the bloodline of the Eastern Spirit Clan is too precious.
"It stands to reason that even for Huaizhu's sake, you should let Little Brother Chu teach Gui'er, but ......"
Wang Quan's tone was stunned, and his tone became hesitant.
"Huh...... The Royal Power Villa is the head of the One Qi Dao Alliance, and it will definitely be attacked by ten thousand demons, and tomorrow will ...... How about the Throne Villa? ”
Chu Mo sneered, he understood what the other party meant.
is doubting his own strength, and the royal power and wealth are the Taoist soldiers created by the royal family with great energy.
He suddenly arranged a master for the royal power and wealth, which naturally made some elders in the family unconvinced.
Although today, Chu Mo has already shown his might.
But not everyone has seen it, hearsay, most people, still remain skeptical.
"Hahaha......" the king overlord laughed heartily.
"Then thank you Little Brother Chu!"
didn't talk nonsense with the royal power and hegemony anymore, just nodded, and Chu Mo left directly.
I went back to my room.
On the desktop, Qing Tong shrank by the window, already asleep, and there was still a trace of crystal saliva hanging from the corner of his mouth.
Chu Mo frowned and shook his head helplessly.
Reaching out and holding Qingtong in his hand, he casually put it on the pillow.
"Hum~"
Sitting on the bamboo chair, Chu Mo closed his eyes and began to cultivate.
Rolling spiritual power, like an ocean, swims all over the body along the route of the eight or nine Xuangong.
Eight or nine Xuangong has already stepped into the fourth layer, to put it mildly, it is not an exaggeration to say that he did his best, and it is not an exaggeration to move a hill!
But I don't know if it's because of the mind.
The little golden man in the original book is called the little golden man because he is dressed in gold.
And Chu Mo, running eight or nine Xuan Gong, came out of his body as scarlet as blood, and the evil qi was rampant.
Cultivation has no time, and this is not false at all.
I didn't feel the passage of time at all, it was already dark outside, and the moon was getting thicker.
"Bang Bang~"
There was a knock on the door.
Chu Mo put away the Xuan Gong, the blood-colored spiritual power in his body gradually entered his body, and a pair of bright eyes looked at the door.
With a wave of his hand, the door opened.
"Daoist Chu, this is a meal that the head of the family asked me to deliver." A delicate-looking maid walked in and respectfully placed the lunch box on the table.
"Well, let's go down." Chu Mo waved his hand.
Turning his head and looking at the side of the bed again, Qing Tong had already woken up, but he didn't dare to disturb Chu Mo's cultivation, so he had been standing on the table honestly.
It's just the size of a palm, and it looks cute.
"Let's eat together." Chu Mo said lightly and took the food out of the lunch box.
The king's hegemony is very good at being a man.
He could see that Chu Mo didn't like to be lively, so he didn't have the idea of holding a banquet.
But in terms of food, there is also effort.
In addition to a variety of delicacies from the mountains and seas, a pot of wine, and a bear's paw. It should be the black bear demon saint.
The flesh and blood of the big demon contains the essence of heaven and earth.
"Whew~" smelled the smell of meat, and without Chu Mo's greeting, the wolf warrior had already run over.
Chu Mo didn't treat him badly, cut off a large piece from the black bear's paw, and threw it to it.
Qingtong kept her head down, but she didn't dare to move her mouth to eat.
"I'll just say it once, remember, from today onwards, I'm talking about your life."
Chu Mo said lightly, pouring himself a glass of wine, "I said, let you eat." ”
Qing Tong was startled, Chu Mo's voice was too cold.
Hurriedly started to eat, her little stomach was rumbling, in fact, she was really hungry.
"Tsk...... Hey......"
After a glass of wine, Chu Mo glanced at the moonlight regretfully, this wine is indeed good.
But...... Compared to the demon wine in Tushan Yaya's endless wine jug, it is really far behind.
At the beginning, when Chu Mo was in Tu Shan, Tu Shan Yaya really didn't drink anything.
It's not that I don't want to drink it, but I don't have to.
Chu Mo can always appear when the wine in the endless wine jug has just recovered, and after drinking the wine in one go, he will return the empty gourd to Tushan Yaya.
Qingtong eats very slowly, after all, she is such a big body, and she can't eat much.
"Someone will clean up the things, tomorrow I will get rid of the demon, and you will also go to rest."
Chu Mo said lightly and commanded Qing Tong.
He was afraid of this stupid little monster, so he went back to the vigil again.
"Hmm." Xiao Qingtong nodded.
Tomorrow's matter, Chu Mo is not worried, to be honest, the monsters who came to besiege the Wangquan Villa are really not powerful.
threw a pillow on the table, which was enough to be Xiao Qingtong's bed.
Sitting cross-legged, Chu Mo was just about to enter the cultivation state, but secretly opened his eyes.
I saw that under the candlelight, Qingtong was swallowing demon silk, and the speed was very fast, as if he was rushing to make a demon silk robe.
Whatever she wants.
Chu Mo knew that Qingtong now had a feeling of gaining and losing, so let her worry about losing, if she wasn't asked to do something, she wouldn't sleep well.
The sky was bright.
Chu Mo opened his eyes, and Qingtong had already fallen asleep lying on the pillow. But the first time he saw it, he saw a Taoist robe hanging on a hanger.
The robes were pale gray and somewhat dull.
Chu Mo picked up the Taoist robe, and his hand was silky, and the crystal demon silk flickered and fluorescent, and it was estimated that at least ordinary swords would be difficult to break.
This defense is at least comparable to nanoclothing.
And because of the demonic power, to a large extent, there is a certain resistance to fire and water.
"Hehe......" Chu Mo chuckled, picked up the robe casually, and draped it on his body.
didn't wake up Qing Tong, behind him, the gray wolf wolf followed behind.
It knows that today is the time to fight again.
Chu Mo's temperament is already cold, which makes people dare not approach. Unconsciously, this black hair also became longer and draped over his shoulders.
Wearing this demon silk robe again, there is a kind of ......
This feeling is not clear, but today, Chu Mo's return rate is very high.
The disciples of the One Qi Dao Alliance frequently looked at Chu Mo.
It was the first time they had seen a gray robe, and they were wearing a yellow robe, which felt like an extreme.
Gray, yellow, righteous path, devilish path.
"Little Brother Chu, you got up early, have you had breakfast?" Seeing Chu Mo coming, Wang Quan and the Tyrant immediately came over to say hello.
Chu Mo glanced at the royal hegemony.
"No need, let's get down to business."
"Hehe, little brother Chu, take a look, this is a letter from the Nanshan Demon King."
Wang Quan Tyrant smiled and handed an envelope to Chu Mo, his face became serious.
"Today, I have already notified the sixteen elders and important positions of the Wang Quan family, just waiting for Brother Chu to show his might."
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(End of chapter)