Chapter Ninety-Two: Young Master and Old Apprentice
When Shen Moli and his wife were far away, You Zhen slowly walked out of the palace, he looked at the figure of the void gradually drifting away, and his eyes were full of meaningful thoughts.
At the same time, the afterglow of the maid also happened to look in the direction of the palace. It's just that they are too far away, and between looking at each other, neither of them can see each other's eyes clearly.
She thought about it for a long time before she said to Shen Moli: "Now, do you still want to cut off the puppet line for me?"
Between the words, there was a faint transparent and thin thread at the center of her eyebrows, outlined in front of Shen Moli, as if deliberately exposed, and as if it was hidden.
"As soon as the puppet line is broken, you will live or die, and the number of lives will no longer be up to you. Since you are lucky enough to be alive, and you don't have to be a puppet in the palm of the demon puppet for the time being, it is better to take this opportunity to take a good look at the beauty of the world. Filth is often washed away by the clear rain, and in the reciprocal pain, it also has a sweet taste. Shen Moli said indifferently to her mother-in-law.
Previously, she saw that her mother-in-law was covered with the aura of a demon puppet, so she was anxious to break the puppet line for her mother-in-law, in case her mother-in-law was controlled by the demon puppet again.
But now, the concubine is still sober, which shows that the demon puppet's strength in the Yanhaiyun Sect has been greatly reduced, and it is not enough to manipulate the concubine. There is no need for the maid to take that risk and break the puppet line.
"The reason that the master said is really superior, and he is happy in time, and the woman should really cherish the moment, no matter how bitter she is, she will live out the sweetness of sugar. The maid-in-law wiped away the tears on her face, and her lifeless voice finally regained its former pleasantness.
The mother-in-law looked at Shen Moli, and in her recovering smart demon eyes, there was a lot of regret for meeting a bosom friend.
"I'm just talking about ordinary words, and you don't want to scream at a master. I've known each other for many days, but I haven't introduced myself yet, my surname is Shen, and my name is Mo Li. I don't know what nationality or place they are. With a smile lightly, Shen Moli said freely.
After all the hardships, she hadn't smiled so heartily for a long time. is the same as the end of the world, and it is difficult to know the true temperament.
"The little demon is a famous maid-in-law, who specializes in the life of the villain, was born to overwhelm the world, with a puppet rope in hand, and has been abandoned for more than a thousand years. The sister-in-law introduced herself in an ironic way, playful and with a sense of loneliness.
"It's a puppet, and it really didn't take any effort to get it. Master, we have gained a lot from sneaking into the Demon Palace this time. "From below the glow, an old voice came from the edge of the warm sun lake.
Shen Moli and the others followed the sound, looked down, and saw an old man with silver hair and a toddler about two or three years old.
It's just strange that the old man kept calling the young child "Master", and there are very few masters and apprentices of such a deficit age in the world.
The child nodded, and watched directly at the glow carrying Shen Moli and his sister-in-law slowly landing, and the imperative in his expression was obvious and visible.
"Master and apprentice Tongling, I haven't seen you for a thousand years, and I don't want to think about Benhuang too much. The maid said contemptuously as she swept over the two people who stopped by the lake.
The immortal clan has not been offended since she became a puppet. Within the Three Kingdoms and Six Seas, there are countless puppets of the immortal clan manipulated by her.
Tongling's master and apprentice are the first line of the immortal clan. This vein is proficient in the art of rejuvenating children, and the children in the clan have children of a few years old, as well as many old people who have grown up in the original cultivation.
Thousands of years ago, Tong Ling's master and apprentice should have died and become the puppet she held in her hands. However, because of some chance, she let her master and apprentice go.
Unexpectedly, when they met again, the father and son put on a confrontational posture, wanting to use her to control the demon world.
The maid wants to clear everything, and she doesn't want to use puppetry. She is not an ordinary puppet, and she can't move without the demon puppet. On the contrary, she is not controlled by the demon puppet, and the puppet technique not only has not diminished at all, but has lost the spiritual restraint from the demon golem.
"Who in the world doesn't know that the puppet is without the control of the demon puppet, just like a broken puppet. Puppet, if you obediently go back with me and think of me as a puppet manipulator, maybe there will be some way out. The old man on the other side said.
They didn't know much about the puppet, so they believed the hearsay.
The maid smiled: "Benhuang doesn't manipulate people, and you are not Benhuang's opponents." Who gave you the courage to talk so loudly?"
"Puppet, you are a scourge of the five clans, leaving your life to contribute to the immortal clan, it is to give you a chance to make up for your mistakes, you don't know the hearts of good people. The toddler, who had never spoken on the side, couldn't help but say in a milky voice.
"Master, don't talk nonsense with her, I'll take this girl for you!"
It's just that the old man's violent sword wind, which he feels very good, was inexplicably dissipated into emptiness before he touched his wife.
"Do you know that the magic of puppetry is not how many puppets are manipulated, but the puppet magic skills, all of which belong to me. The woman hooked her lips and smiled even better.
The two who were originally in control of the victory, hearing this, suddenly broke into a cold sweat. Thousands of years ago, the puppet phoenix manipulated only one strong man and beat them to the ground, and the terrifying scene appeared in front of him again.
"Let's go. The milky toddler said, and he turned into a cloud of smoke and disappeared with his old man as fast as he could.
When the two of them lost their traces, a bloody sword spurted out from the lips of the maid-in-law, and she fell to the ground in a daze.
"Sister-in-law!" Shen Moli's eyes were quick, and he hugged his mother-in-law.
She wanted to make a move and block the knife wind for her mother-in-law. The sword wind of the other party's sacrifice is extremely strong, which is enough to show that its strength is also at the holy level. With her and her sister-in-law's current cultivation, fighting against them will undoubtedly hit the stone with an egg.
It's just that the maid fought before her, and her lips spat out a thin black mist, which directly melted the knife wind.
"Spit out a little demon cultivation true qi is not in the way. The maid breathed a few sighs of relief before she stood firmly.
"Those two can't escape from the demon palace, master, look at what good things the maid found from them. The mother-in-law smiled happily, raised the two-leaf talisman on her fingertips with one hand, and shook a little wolf cub from nowhere with the other hand.
Although Shen Moli introduced her name, her mother-in-law still habitually called her "master". This title contains too many bits and pieces of her acquaintance and friendship with Shen Moli. Calling Shen Moli's name directly makes the maid feel strange, accustomed to this thing, once it is formed, it is extremely difficult to change.
"Space-time symbols. Shen Moli glanced at the wolf cub, and then turned to recognize the Fu Seal on the fingertips of the maid and said.
Time and space talismans are scarce in the world, and those two must have spent a lot of effort to find the time and space talismans. The underground demon palace is difficult to enter and exit, and only the time and space charm can help people enter and exit quietly and freely.
"Exactly. Is there a place you want to go?" said the maid and handed one of the talisman seals to Shen Moli.
"The Temple of Loquae. Sister-in-law, the mountains and rivers are different, the Loquois Temple is not a peaceful place, this trip is dangerous and unpredictable, let's say goodbye. Shen Moli said.
Father Shen and his party had been going to the Luokui Temple for many days, and Shen Moli was always worried about their safety. Although Dingqi is controlled by worms, and the Martial Arts Realm of the Holy Lord of Luokui is only at the intermediate level, the existence of the Luokui Temple to this day is by no means supported by one or two people, and there must be unknown powerful forces behind it.
"The maid has nowhere to go, even if it is a hellish danger, the maid can only sacrifice her life to accompany the gentleman. The woman said as she tore the talisman seal.
"The Temple of Loquae. As soon as the voice of the maid fell, the power of the talisman pulled her from the demon palace to the realm of nothingness, and then transferred to the Luokui Temple.