Deacon Liu yelled at Qin Songming's two close associates, "Come and find your lord." ”

"Who's coming?"

"Whoever is looking for someone recently, don't be stunned, hurry up." Seeing the current situation, these two people wished to leave early. But I was afraid of being picked up by Qin Songming.

Now Deacon Liu asked them to find helpers, just in time to take the opportunity to escape.

Deacon Liu broke out in a cold sweat, no matter who had an accident with Han Mo and Qin Songming, he and the Song family brothers would have to be beaten. He said anxiously, "You two should pull them away." ”

The two brothers of Song Tongshan pursed their lips and said, "Qin Songming has been controlled by his demons, and his combat effectiveness is off the charts, as far as the two of us are concerned, we can only be beaten if we go up." ”

"What then?"

Deacon Liu asked with an ugly face.

The two Song Tongshan brothers spread their hands with helpless expressions.

Deacon Liu was so uncomfortable that he really didn't know what to do now. At first, he thought that it was a good thing for Cui Fujun to find him, but when he heard that he was just looking for someone in the world, he readily agreed.

I didn't expect that the person I was looking for was a thorn, and not long after I came to the underworld, I got into a fight with Qin Songming, who was watching the gate of Tianzhao Heavenly Palace.

He has to stay in the underworld for ten days and half a month, and he can't turn the underworld upside down.

When he thought of the chaos in the underworld, his heart couldn't help but tremble.

If it really develops like that, he will have to go back and forth several times in the eighteen layers of hell. He shuddered at the thought of that terrible scene.

Immediately, he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and rushed towards Han Mo and Qin Songming, who were indistinguishable from each other.

"Get out!"

Qin Songming's blood-red eyes stared at him, Deacon Liu's heart chuckled, and then, a wave of qi swept in, and he immediately vomited blood and flew out.

"Come on, let me show you how good you are."

Qin Songming roared, his long hair flew wildly, the ghost qi gathered in front of him, and his resentment quickly concentrated and attacked Han Mo head-on.

Before the person arrived, Han Mo was taken by resentment and felt a chill to the bone.

Han Mo knew in his heart that Qin Songming was completely controlled by his own inner demon at this moment, and if he couldn't tell the winner, his inner demon would always haunt him.

At this moment, if a master of the underworld came to separate the two of them, Qin Songming would definitely be counterattacked, and the consequences would be serious, and Qin Songming would become a wasted person.

Therefore, Han Mo guessed that even if the two people who followed Qin Songming came to find them, they would definitely not interfere.

In the face of Qin Songming's all-out blow, Han Mo did not dare to slack off. Biting the tip of his tongue, he sprayed a mouthful of blood on the Seven Star Longquan Sword, and his left hand wiped on the sword body, drawing a talisman with blood, forming bright red lines.

The sword shook in his right hand, and he recited a spell in his mouth, and the sword was pointed at the hilt. The bright red lines immediately lit up with blood, and the mana burned, burning the Longquan Sword red.

Han Mo didn't stop, took out the Tianjue jade and printed it one inch below the hilt.

The blood stains were not dry, and a mark immediately appeared.

Han Mo raised his head and looked at Qin Songming coldly, with a wave of his long sword, a sword groan, and the purple and red sword light roared towards Qin Songming.

Wherever they passed, not a single grass grew......

In a few breaths, the sword light and Qin Songming met head-on, and the black resentment and the purple-red sword light were entangled together, eroding each other.

Qin Songming sneered, Han Mo's face was calm, and he couldn't see any emotion.

Halfway through, Qin Songming suddenly coughed violently and spit out a mouthful of ghost blood. Han Mo looked at him and said lightly, "You are defeated." ”

Snort!

The defense in front of Qin Songming collapsed in an instant, and the sword qi burst out, instantly defeating the ghost qi, knocking Qin Songming out, and his body slid on the ground for more than ten meters, kicking up a cloud of dust.

He quickly got up, his long hair scattered, ghost blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, and he looked at Han Mo with a frightened expression.

The two brothers looked at each other, and their hearts were extremely surprised.

This seemingly ordinary little Taoist priest is so domineering? Even Qin Songming, who was controlled by the demons, was not his opponent, and it seemed that he would win easily.

Han Mo walked over and helped Deacon Liu up and asked, "Are you okay?" ”

Deacon Liu shook his head, "It's okay, just spit blood." ”

"Tutu is healthier ......"

Deacon Liu has a black line on his head, what kind of crooked reasoning is this. Han Mo couldn't help but laugh when he saw his expression of eating flies.

Deacon Liu rolled his eyes and muttered in his heart, you are laughing.

After a while, he said, "Master Han, you have cleaned up Qin Songming, but you have offended the people of Tianzhao's Heavenly Palace. ”

"I'm not afraid of the palace guards of the Heavenly Palace, but I'm afraid of others?" Deacon Liu was speechless and could only give a thumbs up.

But he was scolding in his heart, you kid just pretend, when the palace guard god of Tianzhao Heavenly Palace came, it was too late for you to cry.

Han Mo stared at him and said with a serious face, "Are you scolding me?" ”

Deacon Liu was stunned for a moment and shouted, "Who scolded you?" ”

"Just pretend, you must be scolding me in your heart." Han Mo pursed his lips, "You are a person who is afraid of things, I beat Qin Songming, you are afraid of being implicated." But he didn't dare to say anything, so he could only scold me in his heart. ”

Deacon Liu's heart chuckled, and he was actually seen by this kid.

"How's that, I'm right, right?"

"Master Han, let's hurry up to the Son of Heaven Palace." Han Mo smiled faintly, "Let's go?" I'm afraid it's too late now. ”

"What do you mean?"

"Prick up your ears and listen to ......"

Deacon Liu was slightly stunned, and suddenly, a melodious flute sound spread.

Deacon Liu's face changed greatly, and he exclaimed, "The people from the Tianzhao Heavenly Palace are here? ”

"I'm afraid it's coming."

The sound of the flute seems to be far and near, melodious and tactful......

A light breeze blows, the bamboo forest swayes, and the bamboo leaves fall and rustle. Han Mo and the others looked up, and there were three women in their eyes......

Wearing a long costume skirt, her face is covered with tulle, and she plays the flute.

Behind them was an eight-lift sedan chair. Eight male ghosts in red coats, carrying sedan chairs, panting.

Who's this?

Han Mo turned his head to look at Deacon Liu, he shook his head and said in a low voice: "I don't know who it is, Tian Zhao Sinful Heavenly Palace Guardian God is the most mysterious person in the underworld, and not many people have seen him. Even, not many people know whether it is a man or a woman. ”

"Looking at this posture, it is estimated that it is a woman. If it's a man in the sedan chair, it's definitely a joke......"

Deacon Liu has a black line on his head, when has this been, and he still says this kind of thing. The heart is really big enough.

The woman playing the flute lowered her arm, glanced at Qin Songming who was lying on the ground, and asked, "Who hit this?" ”

Han Mo was about to answer, but Deacon Liu pulled him and said softly, "Master Han, don't speak. ”

"Why?"

"You don't want to get involved in this, we'll take care of it."

"You're afraid I'll get into trouble?" Deacon Liu nodded very honestly, "This time the person is different from Qin Songming, if you provoke it, Cui Fujun will not be able to help you speak." ”

"But I did it? Be honest. ”

Deacon Liu had a black line in his head, and scolded in his heart, he really didn't know what to think.

Han Mo grinned and patted him on the shoulder, "Relax, it's okay." ”

"It's okay, ......," Deacon Liu scolded.

Han Mo took a step forward, pointed at Qin Songming and said, "I did it, he is so annoying, I can't get used to it, so I cleaned him up." ”

As soon as these words came out, Deacon Liu and Brother Song Tongshan's bodies trembled, and cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.

"Oh? What did he do? ”

"He wanted to hit me." Han Mo sighed, "You say, if someone wants to beat you, will you resist?" ”

"If you dare to attack us, you are looking for death."

"That's not it, that's what I told him, the tiger's ass can't be touched, but he just doesn't believe it, he has to try." Han Mo said: "He's so cheap, I had to reluctantly take action and clean him up." ”