Taking advantage of the darkness of the sky, after the ink demon settled Chang Fei, he came to the street.

The royal palace of Pingcui was breached, but the capital was not devastated because the defending generals opened the gates in advance.

Therefore, although the blood in the palace is full of blood, the royal capital is still as prosperous as yesterday. It's just that there are many more soldiers on the road now, constantly looking for Wang Mo's traces.

Wang Mo is now fifteen years old, and her body has grown, if it weren't for the fact that Mo Xiaodemon is a demon clan, and the reincarnation tree has already formed a shape, she may not be able to use the blinding method to transform her body into a man's appearance.

Speaking of spells, I have to say that the little demon suddenly found the surprise mood when this world was full of demonic energy.

You know, although she still hasn't figured out how she came to this world, and she hasn't figured out whether she is wearing it or her soul, as long as she has demonic energy and can let her practice, she doesn't care where she is.

She was satisfied with the environment in this realm, and wondered how she could determine her position, if only she could have a map.

But through Wang Mo's memory, the map of this realm is almost a legendary thing. After all, although horse-drawn carriages have appeared in this era, horses are not something that ordinary people can have.

It seems that it is better to go with this caravan. But before that, she still needs to "rob the rich and help the poor" before she can go on the road.

Touching the belly that had been empty again, Mo Xiaoyou couldn't help but feel helpless in his heart - he still had to go to the palace. If she wants not to violate her conscience and not harm the interests of the masses, she can only go back to the original owner's house and get her family's money back.

As he walked, Mo Xiaoyou turned the jade bracelet on his wrist. Her natal life turned into a bracelet like black jade, and in this bracelet, she clearly felt the breath of the reincarnation causal tree species connected to her bloodline.

She flipped through the book "On How the Reincarnation Causal Tree is Refined" in the demon soul, and in the last line of small characters of the article on the condensation of tree species, a habit of the causal tree species was recorded:

When a tree species is formed, it will automatically absorb the surrounding demonic energy or demonic power. My favorite place to hide is the resting earth, followed by the natal stone. Only in these two places will the tree species not dry up and die.

Mo Xiaoyou hadn't had time to put the seeds into the back mountain soil before, and it was not surprising that her tree species was parasitic to the natal stone. It's just that it has transformed into the appearance of a jade bracelet, but there is no mention of it in the exercises.

Recalling this information in her mind, her people had already turned left and right into the circle of buildings outside the palace.

Seeing a guard post ten steps outside the palace wall from a distance, Mo Xiaoyou's eyes turned, the corners of his mouth curled, and he ruthlessly pinched the large pieces of earth and stones picked up on the street into powder.

Immediately afterwards, a demonic wind blew in the capital of Pingcui King.

This demonic wind originally originated in the courtyards of all the rich families in the city, and the clothes that had not had time to be put away, the firewood in the courtyard, and the baskets that swept the floor were all lifted up by the demonic wind.

Then, as if they had been summoned by some kind of summons, they gathered together on Suzaku Street in the south of the royal capital. The sound of the wind blowing from Suzaku Street to the Suzaku Gate of the royal palace was blocked, and then it was blocked by the tall palace wall, directly overturning a dozen or so guards on both sides.

The chaos of the guards outside the wall naturally aroused the vigilance of the palace guards, and they did not open the door in a hurry, but they heard the constant sound of wind whirring against the door, as if countless huge wooden stakes were hitting the door in turn.

In the chaos, no one noticed that a black shadow walked like a rabbit, and climbed the wall in three or two steps with the help of all kinds of leaves, rags, and baskets floating in the wind.