"Well, I've already felt a demonic aura from the time I entered this rice field."

Seeing that it was difficult for Mo Xiaoyou to change the topic, he no longer bothered with him, but nodded seriously. Ever since Huang Shulang died in front of her, she found that she had been spelled.

The spell of this spell is hidden in the center of her soul, which allows unknown opponents to monitor her location at any time, and even send different goblins to fight her at any time.

In this short period of half a month, she and Kuanji have dealt with no less than twenty little demons, which is why she has no way to maintain the image of an ordinary person in the face of Kuanji.

Every time she killed one more demon, the spell on the soul became clearer, and the ink demon could even sense a nearby goblin with the same spell through the spell.

The range of this sensing is also getting wider and wider. Now, she could sense all the monsters with the same spell within a radius of five hundred miles around her.

Don't...... This is the means of Ziwei Palace? Some of the goblins who can control this realm? What is the identity of the hall master of this Ziwei Palace...... What could it be? Could it be......

"The hall master of this Ziwei Hall must be a goblin!"

It is difficult to cut through the streak and be unequivocal. Seeing the little demon in the ink, he spoke more and more calmly: "The habit of respecting the strength of the demon clan, if it weren't for the fact that the other party was stronger than his own mana, how could there be a monster who would so obediently let the other party put such a vicious spell in his own soul?" ”

"Malevolent spells?"

"Isn't it vicious enough to superimpose the spells on the other party before dying?"

The string of difficulties is full of indignation. But in the next second, he saw a taunt flashing in the eyes of the ink demon, "You haven't seen more vicious demonic arts, for example, I once saw a Hejiao Beast trained into a little brother, how to do it...... It's just that Lu Lu can eat the opponent's fangs at any time and the forearm that turns into a scythe himself.

Or, you think, it's not viciousness, it's strength? ”

Mo Xiaoyou smiled and leaned against the car door, her incarnation at this time was a handsome boy who thought she was handsome, and as soon as such a bohemian posture came out, she happened to catch their carriage into the city again, and suddenly a pair of eyes were nailed to her.

The people in these eyes are women of all ages walking and moving on the street. Looking at him like this, Mo Xiaoyou couldn't help but regret for the first time that he was too ostentatious.

She swallowed her saliva and said to the guard commander next to the carriage, "Let's go to the best wine store for a meal first, and then let's go to the post station to rest." ”

As soon as the words fell, she couldn't care about her embarrassed face at this time, so she retracted directly into the car and closed the car door with a bang.

He turned his head in a good mood, tightened the reins of the horse that had just gradually parted ways, and hummed a pastoral song on the prairie.

Pastoral songs were originally singing on the grassland, and now that they had just entered the city, his voice was together, and the girls, aunts, and daughters-in-law who were regretting it had just turned their attention back to this rough man.

I don't know if I don't see it, I was startled when I saw it, this man looked ordinary against the backdrop of the gentle little boy just now, but now it looks like this, but he is also very handsome......

I don't know who threw a flower first......