It turned out that the petite and delicate woman turned out to be the red smoke who had made a skin and flesh transaction with Dongfang Mo in the crack of the bat demon back then.

Dongfang Mo was given a strange spell by the one on Peng Island, so the aura all over his body not only could not be restrained, but also continued to emit it, in the crack of the bat man, like a live target, being chased and killed.

Later, he used the Yin Luo clan's soul spell to exchange with red smoke, so that the other party could protect him.

The reason why I didn't recognize the red smoke at first glance just now was because the other party looked like a Terran woman, with fair skin and no pair of meat wings on her back.

But this woman's appearance is very similar to the red smoke. Coupled with the other party's previous signal to let him be silent, Dongfang Mo knew that his guess should not be wrong.

And the reason why Hongyan is the appearance of a Terran woman is that when she was suppressed here, she transformed into the appearance of a Terran monk.

Mana cannot be used in the eighteen layers of Hell, so Red Smoke can only remain like this.

If it is a red smoke talk, then Fu Longsheng may not be better, saying that [kiss fo] may suffer at any time.

This woman is a bat demon, and her cultivation is not low. At this moment, Dongfang Mo even guessed that maybe the situation was not as Xiao Li said, it was Fulong Sheng who took the red smoke away, but this woman took the initiative to send it to the door.

After suppressing the distractions in his heart, Dongfang Mo said goodbye to Xiaoli and returned to his attic.

When they were separated, Xiao Li repeatedly told him not to fight the idea of the Fulong Saint recently.

Dongfang Mo agreed, it seems that he wants to kill Fulong Sheng, so he can only find another opportunity.

Coincidentally, when he hurried back to the attic, he saw that the four palace maids were serving plates of exquisite dishes to the second floor, and it seemed that he had just arrived in time for the meal.

As the owner of this place, Dongfang Mo was not polite, and sat on the main seat, while Qing Mulan and Mu Han's two daughters sat on either side of him, and the three of them began to move chopsticks.

……

In the next few days, Dongfang Mo was not idle, he went to visit the other monks here except for Xiaoli and Fulong Sheng.

He wanted to find out something about the eighteen layers of hell from these people, and at the same time, he also asked about the identities of these people. None of the people who can be sealed into the eighteenth layer of hell should be fuel-efficient lamps.

In addition, he also wanted to get some killing weapons from these people, hoping to use them to deal with Fulong Sheng.

But the result was naturally in vain, not only did these people know nothing about the eighteen layers of hell, but even their own identities were tight-lipped and looked like they didn't want to say more.

Dongfang Mo, who had found nothing, did not give up, and later came to the door a few times, but it was not until he found that it was impossible to gain anything that he completely gave up.

Next, he began to live in the attic for a long time, and almost stayed at home except for finding a few words of conversation from time to time on weekdays.

I don't know if it's Dongfang Mo's illusion, in the process of communicating with Xiao Li, he always feels that the other party is talking about his physical strength intentionally or unintentionally.

This made him suspect that the other party was really thinking about the solution he proposed last time, and wanted to borrow J. from him to have a child.

From the other party's mouth, he learned that the only person who can make the Demon Clan woman successfully conceive must be extremely strong in the flesh and have the power of blood, and he seems to be satisfied with both.

As soon as he thought of this, he immediately became a little vigilant.

Because he had heard from the mouth of the bone tooth that after intercourse with the demon woman, if the other party was successfully conceived, he had a high chance of being sucked dry of the essence in his body to warm the demon fetus.

And he wants to end up in such a miserable end, just to be the wedding dress of the demon fetus.

And Xiao Li looks like an old dragon clock, which is even more unacceptable to Dongfang Mo, who loves beauties.

Fortunately, after he avoided the topic several times, the other party seemed to notice something and did not mention the matter again.

Because Dongfang Mo had never found a way to deal with Fulong Sheng, he put the matter on hold.

And with the threat of separation, the Fu Dragon Saint never provoked him again. Even this person's style of acting is much more restrained than before.

That's it, a year has passed in the blink of an eye.

In the space of a year, two more monks came to the Ethereal Mountain.

It was an old man, and a young man with clear eyebrows.

Dongfang Mo went to visit as soon as possible, but just like him before, he didn't gain anything from the two.

On the contrary, because the other party has just arrived, he is very protective of his initiative.

In this year, Qing Mulan and Mu Han are also quite honest. The second daughter always serves Dongfang Mo's left and right, especially the matter of warming the bed, which has become more and more skilled under Dongfang Mo's training, which makes him extremely useful.

The only thing that surprised Dongfang Mo was that the red smoke in the past year had actually found him from the future.

And in order not to attract the attention of Fu Long Sheng, he did not take the initiative to find the other party.

In a year's time, Dongfang Mo, Qing Mulan and Mu Han also completely adapted to the life of mortals.

But for some reason, there was no killing and strife outside the eighteen layers of hell, and the quiet mortal life made them feel a sense of peace in their hearts.

In four years, someone will come from the second floor to meet them.

Four years, if they still have cultivation, it will naturally pass in the blink of an eye, but for mortals who have to eat and sleep every day, and meditation has no effect, it is extremely long.

And all the circumstances, just like Dongfang Mo thought, everything was extremely peaceful.

And just like that, another three years passed in the blink of an eye.

In the past three years, a total of five people have come to Ethereal Mountain. These people, three men and two women, Beihe went to say hello one by one, but without exception, he didn't know any of them. And he wants to find out something useful from these people, which is also a fool's dream.

These people are like him, the first time they set foot in the eighteenth layer of hell, naturally they don't know anything.

Just when Dongfang Mo thought that he would spend the remaining year peacefully, the sudden visit of Zhaofeng on this day could be regarded as bringing a slight fluctuation to his peaceful life.

Dongfang Mo sat on the main seat, looked at Zhaofeng in the guest seat, and only listened to him: "If you don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, you don't think Zhaodu will come to drink tea." ”

Hearing this, a trace of embarrassment appeared on Zhao Feng's face. I only heard him say: "This time I came to disturb the Eastern Immortals, in fact, I asked for something." ”

"Say it." Dongfang Mo said lightly.

But there was a hint of impatience in his tone. What these mortals found him for was something insignificant to him, and he had always been a man who didn't like trouble.

It's just that the other party has helped him, so it's not good for him to refuse directly.

At this time, I heard Zhaofeng say: "By the way, before I say my request, I want to tell Dongfang Shangxian one thing, the Yang Qingrong that Shangxian asked me to save back then, I have been sent back to Shanghe Village safely." ”

"Yes," Dongfang Mo glanced at him, and then said, "Then thank you Zhaodutong." ”

"Dongfang Shangxian is really polite," Zhao Feng waved his hand, and then he cut to the topic, "I came here this time, in fact, I wanted to ask for an elixir that the Shangxian gave to Yang Qingrong back then." ”

"Huh?"

Dongfang Mo looked at the other party in surprise, he didn't expect this Zhaofeng to come for the pill.

And he didn't know that the reason why Zhao Feng was for the pill was because Yang Qingrong came here again a few days ago and wanted to thank him and Dongfang Mo in person.

It's just that when Zhao Feng saw Yang Qingrong, he was surprised to find that Yang Qingrong not only swept away the weakness of the year, but also became strong and extremely burly. The strength is even greater than that of some martial arts practitioners.

And before Yang Qingrong was thrown into the dungeon, he was just an ordinary man.

When asked, Zhao Feng learned from his mouth that it was because he had taken that bowl of spirits back then.

Back then, he was shocked by the anti-heaven effect of the pill in Dongfang Mo's hand, and after seeing Yang Qingrong's changes, he had a trace of covetousness in his heart, so he came to the door.

"I know that this request is a bit excessive and ignorant of lifting, so this thing is still under the hands of the immortals."

Looking at Dongfang Mo's frowning expression, Zhao Feng stood up with a smile, and then presented an object with both hands.

It was a wooden box, and after it was presented, Zhaofeng opened it, revealing one of the objects.

When he saw that the thing in the box turned out to be a crystal bead, and there was a trace of something like thunder and lightning in the bead, Dongfang Mo stood up suddenly, and said in disbelief: "Heavenly thunder!" ”

And he could see at a glance that this was a heavenly thunder that could be stimulated by external forces.

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