"Peng, Peng!"

I turned my head and saw that Mo Qiduo and Mo Qiyao fell off the chair in unison, their faces full of shock.

Mo Shidao was their great-grandfather, how could he not know his name?

But the strange man in front of him is obviously not the original image of Mo Shidao, looking at his translucent skin, I really want to ask him: "What have you experienced?" ”

Blood Peach's body trembled even more, and I could feel the anger and hatred suppressed in Blood Peach's heart, almost coming out of my body.

Hao Yingzi and their faces were stunned, and their eyes were extremely shocked. Perhaps, they are too young to know who Mo Shidao is, but the Yinshan Pavilion outside the square is definitely like thunder.

"Jiang Du, this seat has been secretly observing you, you rarely lose your temper like this, it seems that you know who this seat is. This seat is right, the 'ghost prison' magic tool that was released has already fallen into your hands, otherwise, don't give up burning the chanting spell and cast the spell, it is impossible to detain your soul. ”

Mo Shidao, whose appearance had changed greatly, had a smile on his face and said casually.

"Hell?"

When I heard the term, the cube tool flashed in my head.

It turns out that the real name of that thing is called the ghost prison? That's right, it was originally a magic tool to imprison ghosts, but the conspiracy planned by Meng Yishuang almost trapped me and Xu Fulong and others in the ghost and ghost space inspired by the ghost prison magic tool.

Hao Yingzi and the others got up, helped the Mo family sisters and brothers who fell to the ground back to the chair and sat down, and they all looked at Mo Shidao with inquiring eyes.

I stabilized my mood, glanced at the blood bamboo, and motioned for her to hold on.

The jaw of the blood bamboo peach is undetectable.

I secretly breathed a sigh of relief, sat down slowly, stared at Mo Shidao with my black ink eyes, and said in a condensed voice: "The ghost prison magic tool has lost the mark of its previous master, generally speaking, it proves that its master has fallen. That thing originally belonged to Mo Shidao, and in this way, Mo Shidao is no longer alive. So, how did Your Excellency become Mo Shidao? Aren't you fooling me? ”

I won't immediately believe what this person said, he said that he was Mo Shidao, is it really Mo Shidao?

"Hahaha." The strange man looked up and laughed, pointed at me and said, "Interesting, you young man is indeed interesting, and you are deeply blessed, no wonder you can get the ghost prison law to recognize the master, it is really extraordinary." ”

My heart was angry, but I could only look at him quietly,

Out of the corner of his eye, he swept to the evil master scorpion standing by the wall, and his heart was awe-inspiring, and he didn't dare to act rashly.

No one is strong in the situation, so naturally they don't dare to be reckless, otherwise, they don't know how to die.

"Xiaodu, he is indeed Mo Shidao of the Demon Wandering Academy, because I am the deputy head of the Demon Wandering Academy." Blood Bamboo Peach suddenly spoke, and just one sentence made me freeze there.

I turned my head to look at the bloody bamboo peach in my eyes, and I wanted to ask: "Since the eldest sister is the deputy head of the courtyard, how did you get to this step?" ”

However, I can't ask this, in fact, I don't need to ask in detail, just looking at the eyes of the blood bamboo peach staring at Mo Shidao's hatred as deep as the sea, I guessed that the blood bamboo peach fell to such an end, and the initiator must be Mo Shidao.

As for the specific process? Blood Bamboo Peach looked unbearable, naturally she wouldn't say it in detail, and Mo Shidao wouldn't say anything more, so I can only imagine it reasonably.

I looked at Mo Shidao, who was retracting his eyes from the blood bamboo peach, with a smile on his face, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking by virtue of his appearance.

This guy's skin is indeed young, but in fact, he is old and strong, and it is definitely not something I can see through.

Because of Luan Xiu'er's memory, I am determined that Mo Shidao is a chivalrous and courageous righteous man, where there are demons and evil spirits, where people are harmed, he will appear and save others and water and fire. This is my first impression of Mo Shidao.

But now, this impression has long been shattered.

Mo Shidao, who should have died, suddenly appeared, or appeared in this place, so, who is the arranger of the Feng Shui Ring Thousand Burial Bureau? It's been revealed.

Also, how can such a high-end feng shui killing game be arranged by a cat and a dog?

"So, ...... here?"

I suddenly looked at the hall, and Mo Shidao stared at me with a very interested look.

"Could it be that this is the Mo family's ancestral house?"

I looked at the space and asked.

"Smack, smack."

Mo Shidao actually applauded a few times, and said with a relieved face: "Jiang Du, you really didn't disappoint this seat, you guessed where this place was so quickly?" That's right, this is the Mo family's ancestral house. The two little dolls of the Mo family got the puppet inheritance here, do you really think they are lucky? No, if this seat is unintentional, how can they get the true transmission? ”

Mo Shidao smiled and looked at Mo Qiduo and Mo Qiyao, who were stunned.

I glanced at the two sisters and brothers, turned my head, looked at Mo Shidao, stared at his face, and suddenly had a terrifying conjecture, the more I thought about it, the more terrifying it became, and I couldn't stop trembling.

His voice trembled and asked, "Mo Shidao, you should be in a new state at the moment, right?" Don't tell me that your translucent flesh and blood is condensed from the essence extracted from those hundred and forty or fifty corpses? ”

"It's so cruel, how is it possible?" Mo Qiyan shouted on the side, shaking his head desperately.

Mo Qiyao, who was raising his glass to drink, suddenly stopped, and then, back to the original, slowly took a sip of red wine from the wine glass, then shook the wine glass, and said casually: "Jiang Du, you're right, this seat is indeed reborn, this body has just been condensed not long ago, so it is still translucent, and when it is completely integrated with the soul, it will be the same as a normal person."

But there is still something you haven't figured out, so I'll tell you about it. The inner skeleton of this newborn body came from the corpse of a certain woman who had been nourished by Yin Qi for decades, to be exact, the skeleton of a woman who now called herself Blood Bamboo Peach. ”

Mo Shidao playfully looked at the blood bamboo peach whose body shook violently.

I was taken aback, turned my head to look at the blood bamboo peach, and yelled hurriedly: "Don't be impatient." ”

This roar was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and the blood bamboo peach that was about to get out of control was stunned to retract the blood light that had escaped, but his fists were already clenched.

You can see how high her anger value is.

I looked at Mo Shidao, who had a smug face, and said in a dark voice: "Okay, Your Excellency is open and honest, I finally understand that the bones left by Sister Zhutao have fused the flesh and blood essence of one hundred and fifty or sixty living sacrifices to create a new body that can carry your Yin Soul parasitism, and in order to resurrect, you actually killed so many living beings?" Mo Shidao, you are still the leader of the Righteous Path Sect, are you not afraid of retribution when you do things like this? ”

"Hahaha, retribution? You kid can be naïve. Retribution will indeed occur, but this seat of the mystic law is all over the sky, and this retribution has long been transferred to the masses of sentient beings, and of course this seat will not be punished.

With this technique, it is true that Yin virtue is at a loss, but so what? This seat went mad, because of the calamity of the demons, the body was dead, but the soul remained, but the Yinshan Pavilion had a great change, the Demon Courtyard and the Corpse Soul Courtyard were removed, and the Yinshan Pavilion was renamed the Night Mountain Pavilion.

That's not all, the many disciples who have worked so hard to cultivate in this seat have died and crippled, and the Demon Wandering Courtyard has disappeared from the outside of the square so far. When this seat learns about it, how can it not be hated?

In order for the Demon Wandering Courtyard to make a comeback, what is there not to do in this seat even if it kills more people? Hahaha. ”

Mo Shidao's laughter was extremely crazy, and the words he said were even more inhumane.

I looked at Mo Shidao like this coldly, and in a trance, he and Jiang Zihuai, the old devil of the Corpse Soul Courtyard, became one.

These two powerhouses who were born in the great sect of the righteous path outside the square, but they have all become innocent demons, it can only be said that it is an extremely wise choice for the Night Mountain Pavilion to cut off the Demon Courtyard and the Corpse Soul Courtyard, and only keep the five courtyards.

I waited for Mo Shidao to finish laughing before I said in a deep voice: "Your behavior is similar to the seizure of the evil sect in the crooked path, but I don't understand, you can completely find a new dead corpse that is not contaminated with cause and effect to take away the rebirth, why do you go so far and far to turn so many twists and turns?"

It took as long as sixty or seventy years to arrange a feng shui killing game, and a little bit of accumulation was enough for a thousand corpses to provide a pure yin qi nourishing environment for Sister Zhutao's corpse, and finally, it was necessary to attract one hundred and fifty or sixty young people as sacrifices to refine a brand-new body.

It's incredibly complicated, let alone really working. Therefore, this way of resurrection of yours is not logical. ”

I stared at Mo Shidao and said this.