"I really didn't expect that the murderer of the Mu family would die like this. Hu Mengying withdrew her gaze from the black object in that place, swept over Daomu's cold and world-weary handsome face, and finally stopped on the corpse Shura field in that place, and smiled faintly, "You should be happy, aren't you?"

When Dao Mu heard this, he immediately covered Hu Mengying, "The disaster that killed my own father and mother has been resurrected." At this moment, Muxing Town is in danger, and I don't know when it will erupt.

My sister's life and death are still unknown, and I don't know if she is still in Altair, or if she has arrived at Vega. Xiaodao is twenty years old, but it is a medium-level realm, and the future road is boundless. I really can't find any reason to be happy. ”

Dao Mu's tone was plain, as if a man's blood had turned into emptiness immediately. At this moment, Dao Mu's heart is empty, and while he is becoming more and more world-weary, his mental pressure is multiplying.

Hu Mengying squinted and smiled, and the words immediately changed, "I helped you take revenge, how can you thank me?" As he spoke, his body leaned towards Dao Mu, and his delicate and waxy right palm spread out in front of Dao Mu.

"You fox, I'm afraid you're sick?" Dao Mu frowned, pushed Hu Mengying's palm away, and sneered, "I saved your life, and you in turn helped to take revenge, but the reincarnation of cause and effect is just a matter of fate." ”

"Before, you clearly said that you were accumulating yin virtue!" Hu Mengying trembled with anger, and he couldn't wait to slap Dao Mu with his right hand. "Man, so shameless, scoundrel, fickle!"

"Good people should do good deeds, and accumulate virtue should be rewarded. Dao Mu nodded in approval, then raised his hand and waved his finger at the messy battlefield, and the corpses were destroyed, "No, your fox is here to repay your kindness?"

"I ......" Hu Mengying was so angry that her teeth itched, she clenched her fists on the spot, jumped a few times, bit a few times with her empty mouth, and grinned, "I have never seen such a brazen person!"

"Today, you've seen it. Dao Mu did not enter from the open space on the side, but pushed open the fence door, stepped into the courtyard, turned his head slightly to Hu Mengying, and raised his eyebrows, "Are you happy?"

"......" Hu Mengying was dumbfounded, as if she had eaten half a fly. Going around and around, the red-eyed boy is mocking himself.

Wanting this, Hu Mengying's anger gathered in his chest, and the two majestic ones trembled, their fists clenched and clicked.

Dao Mu ignored her, and popped out a vine seed with a green light on his fingers. The vines grew wildly, weaving into a net, tying up pieces of corpses in a ball.

A small tornado rose from under the vine ball, dragged it to heaven, and carried it out of the house, along with the blood-stained dirt and a mess of ruined wood.

The storm took the rattan balls and disappeared into the misty sand. It was too late for Hu Mengying to stop it, for fear of leaving traces. Dao Mu said bluntly that it was okay, and it wouldn't be long before the wind and sand formed by the disaster would swallow everything.

Hu Mengying was puzzled, isn't Daomu doing this, isn't he recuperating in disasters?

When Hu Mengying talked about the excitement, the thunderclouds on the top of the sky seemed to be more excited than her, "hissing" poured countless thunderbolts the size of a thumb, so at a glance, it was a little like countless miserable white vines falling from the top of the sky, like a black vineyard.

Dao Mu was used to it, and while measuring the courtyard, he planned in his mind, "That lake is thousands of miles away from here, how much power can the disaster get from these miscellaneous pieces?"

Hu Mengying didn't think about it, and was categorical, "It's very small." ”

Dao Mu looked back and asked Hu Mengying again, since she knew very little, what was she chattering about. A herdsman, more amateur than his half-bucket shepherd?

"I'm a fox, I'm an elf!" Hu Mengying seemed to have received the biggest insult in his life, "Shepherding disasters is just my hobby, and weaving dreams is my forte!" While speaking, Hu Mengying saw Daomu's careless appearance, and couldn't wait to raise his feet and rub Daomu's face on the ground.

"I see, that's ......" Dao Mu thought of Fang Cai, Hu Mengying was only the cultivation of the peak of the realm, and he could destroy a terrifying group, Hu Mengying's strength was not ordinary.

Seeing that Dao Mu's face was full of envy and praise, Hu Mengying thought that Dao Mu would praise himself, raised his arrogant head, looked at Dao Mu, and waited for praise words.

"No wonder, you dare to vain the beauty of the immortals, it turns out that the dream has already been realized, it seems that the immortals are only your bottom line, I am afraid that the immortal emperor can conquer you......" Dao Mu sighed in admiration, and did not hide his yearning for the ability to weave dreams, "If I have this ability, I will definitely weave a dream for the queen mother and Marshal Tianpeng." ”

"You, you, you ......" Hu Mengying's eyes widened in shock, "Such a big rebellion, not afraid of thunder and thunder?!"

As soon as the words fell, a fist-sized heavenly thunderbolt slashed his face. Dao Mu was caught off guard, snorted, spit out a large mouthful of blood, his chest tightness became smooth, and his mood became much better.

"It's kind of interesting...... Dao Mu looked at the thunderclouds on the top of the sky, and after a moment, he lowered his head and took out a towel that was folded like a tofu block.

Poof, shake off the towel, wipe the blood off the corner of his mouth, and then throw it on the ground, burned to ashes.

"Retribution, come as you say!" Hu Mengying also felt that this thundercloud was tricky, but she couldn't say anything, as if she was familiar.

"How can we disguise ourselves as Tang Long and Tang Shui?" Dao Mu took out a copy of "Civil Engineering Book", and with superhuman vision, he found a suitable combination of animal husbandry to construct a new house.

At the same time, he did not forget to talk to Hu Mengying, a perfect example of half-heartedness. "You're right, I shouldn't have thrown that pile of corpses around, if I threw them directly into the lake, I'm afraid it would make the disaster recover a lot. ”

"Drive the tiger and devour the wolf?!" This is not easy, Hu Mengying fell into deep thought. Dao Mu took out the table, chair, and coffee table from the feather ring, and the two of them were silent and specialized.

I don't know how long it took, Hu Mengying suddenly said that she could extract as much as possible the memories she had stolen when she was weaving dreams. She is a fox, and she has the confidence to deceive immortal cultivators who have not become immortals, but Dao Mu cannot.

Unless Dao Mu is proficient in the art of painting skin, just like Tang Long. But the art of painting the skin violates the taboo and is extremely virtuous.

"Painted skin?" Dao Mu was slightly stunned, and suddenly closed the thick ancient book in his hand and put it on the table. With a shake of his hand, he grabbed out a piece of human skin, which had a warm texture and was the same as a living person. The hairs on the skin are like small blood vessels, which are clearly visible.

"You didn't throw it?" Hu Mengying looked resistant and disgusted as if she had seen stool.

Covering his face, he explained to Dao Mu that this piece of painting skin was taken off alive from a shepherd at the peak of the mid-level realm. Before the end of the process, the person concerned cannot be allowed to die, which is extremely harsh.

This is the first step, and the next refining process is extremely strict, but Hu Mengying will not elaborate on it.

Dao Mu didn't want to listen to too many useless words, so he stood up and shook off the human skin, "Isn't it, just put it on?"

Hu Mengying was about to stop it, but it was too late. Dao Mu has become Tang Long's previous appearance, but his skin is more wrinkled and loose. However, Dao Mu didn't hide the slightest breath of his breath, just put on a layer of human skin.

Hu Mengying couldn't help but angrily scolded Dao Mu, don't always mess around, can't you let her finish her words?

At first, I didn't know that this was a painted skin, Hu Mengying was nothing. Now that she knows it, Hu Mengying is like eating half a fly, and she doesn't want to touch it. Just seeing it makes me feel sick.

In fact, she has only read the relevant records, and she doesn't know much about how to refine and how to use the painted skin. But she still worked hard to overcome her psychological problems and studied with Daomu.

After weighing it, Dao Mu put the construction of the house on hold for the time being, and concentrated on exploring the use of painted skin with Hu Mengying. Once in the mood, the two forgot the hour.

Three days passed unconsciously, pastoral power and demon power, pastoral and demonic power, pastoral power and demon power blended, pastoral magic and demon magic together, Dao Mu Hu Mengying and the two tried all the methods, but failed to get the perfect plan.

The only feasible solution is that after Daomu puts on the painted skin, he immediately isolates the skin and shields the air, anyway, the skin shielding consumes very little to the Daomu. There are also shortcomings, the human skin is not tight, loose and loose, and it is easy to find flaws when people are careful.

A gust of wind blew, as if a dead man was attached to his neck, exhaling a breath of yin qi and trembling all over. At this moment, Dao Mu suddenly woke up, and his slightly tired face was slightly distressed, "All our previous actions were just putting the cart before the horse. ”

Hu Mengying stopped the work in her hand, put down the painting skin, and looked at Daomu quietly, waiting for Daomu's high opinion.

"Painting skin is an evil art, and we should not try it in the right way. Dao Mu should have thought of it a long time ago, but he has always been very resistant to stretching out in his heart.

"Do you know evil arts?" Hu Mengying had long suspected that Dao Mu was practicing evil demons, but Dao Mu's dantian was as hot as the sun, and his heart and blood were boiling like lava. The pastoral power in Dao Mu's body was as pure and immaculate as crystal, which made her begin to understand why Dao Mu was only in the mid-level realm.

"Try it. "Dao Mu has just entered the evil sect, and he doesn't dare to say that he can control it 100%. The golden black blood cannot tolerate the slightest evil, and the yin and evil qi cannot exist in the body for a long time.

Dao Mu "doo" shook the skin and skillfully draped it on his body. With a series of human skin tightening sounds, Dao Mu changed his appearance. Compared with Tang Long, he seems to be a little less old, a little more energetic, and his skin looks firmer, but it is still goosebumps.

"It's done?" Hu Mengying was not surprised, her face was full of complexity and consternation. In his eyes, there was more panic and anxiety at a loss.

"Poof......" A long fart sound responded to Hu Mengying, and a stream of warm white gas gushed out from the painted skin, just like the rising water vapor in a boiling water pot. When the painting skin is deflated, at the same time, it is cramping and peeling the skin, the white gas is broken, and the painting skin is immediately loose.

"Give me the memories you spied on from Tang Long. Dao Mu ripped off the painting skin, unwilling to try again, he already knew what the root was, and this result was not surprising to him.

Hu Mengying thought that Dao Mu wanted to find the answer from Tang Long's memory, and bluntly said that his cultivation was shallow, and he couldn't get a glimpse of Tang Long's true heart at all, let alone spy on Tang Long's cultivation. ”

Dao Mu smiled faintly, "Don't worry, I don't have much hope for you." As he spoke, he tilted his head towards Hu Mengying, relaxed his mind, and let Hu Mengying cast a spell.

At this time, Hu Mengying put forward a condition and asked Dao Mu to tell her truthfully what kind of evil demon outer way she was practicing.

Dao Mu did not think about it, and bluntly said that he was practicing the evil art of shepherd corpses.

When Hu Mengying heard this, her beautiful eyes widened angrily, and she was so angry that six fox tails grew behind her. The nails of the ten fingers grew wildly and were as sharp as a blade. He didn't confess to Daomu, and attacked directly.