Mo looked at the souls around him who were hiding from him due to his spiritual power, and faintly searched for the three thousand year old souls he was looking for.

But after looking for a long time, I didn't see it.

He frowned, didn't he say there were at least four? Why aren't they any?

After looking for another stick of incense, thinking of Bai Xiaochang who was still by the lotus pond, he felt a little uneasy inexplicably.

He became impatient, grabbed a grudge by the neck, and pulled him out of front of him.

"Do you know where those three-thousand-year-old ghosts are?" He got straight to the point, his face cold.

The power of that resentful spirit is very small, and in Mo's eyes, it is an ant that can be strangled to death.

The weak resentful soul's face was frightened, and there was fear in his empty eyes: "My lord, my lord spare me, I just touched the beautiful palace maid for a while, don't kill me, don't kill me." ”

As if he didn't understand Mo's words, his thin body kept shaking, and his already cracked mouth kept begging for mercy.

"Can't understand what I'm saying? I'm asking you where those 3,000-year-old souls have gone, and they're not interested in what you've done before. The strength of Mo's hand increased, and the emaciated wraith, coughing a few times, curled up in fear.

"I don't know, I don't know." The resentful spirit shook his head, then his head dizzy, and he was thrown by Mo.

Mo shook his hand and saw another, more powerful ghost.

But the powerful resentful spirit didn't know where the soul Mo was looking for was, and for a while, the resentful spirits in the pond knew about him and avoided him.

Now he can't even see ordinary souls, and Mo is a little depressed in his heart.

Mo, who couldn't see anything at the bottom of the pond, turned his head and suddenly saw a resentful spirit floating on the water.

He stepped forward, and when his hand was about to touch the resentful spirit, his heart felt as if something had struck him, so that the resentful spirit heard the movement and fled without a trace.

Clutching his chest, he felt uneasy as he looked unwillingly at the fleeing resentful spirit.

As if thinking of something, he swam upward.

After coming up from the pond, the first thing he did was to find Bai Xiaochang who was sitting on the edge of the pond.

But there was no one on the side, only a cloud.

Jumped off the railing to find someone, and before he could take two steps, he tripped over something as hard.

He fixed his eyes and saw that it was the small stool he gave Bai Xiaochang.

Picking up the stool, the cloud dissipated a little, revealing something.

He stiffened and picked it up.

It was the cloth bag he gave her, and it was a jade pendant inside.

Where is she?

There was no panic in Mo's heart.

…

The God King Palace, who was in a good mood just now, no longer leaned lazily on the couch at this moment, but sat up straight, frowning and looking at the jade mirror in his hand.

"Sss As if he had seen something he didn't like, the god-king put the mirror upside down on the couch and looked up for something.

It wasn't until he saw that there was nothing around him that he remembered that he had given everyone in the palace a day off.

Helplessly, he got up by himself, stepped barefoot on the cold and smooth bricks of the palace, and disappeared the next moment.

…

The sound on the door became louder and harsher, Bai Xiaochang immediately gave up standing up and making another call, crawled over directly, pulled the phone line, and pressed the first button.

The next moment, the wooden door was broken open with an axe, the locks and chains were scrapped, and a slender woman walked in with red high heels.

Bai Xiaochang turned his head in horror, and his little hand flicked the last button.