I couldn't guess the meaning of Mo Ze's words at all, and the steward's face was so black that he could squeeze out the ink. He asked coldly, "What do you mean?"

At this moment, he especially wanted to kill the shape child, even if the body was the woman he had loved for so long. But the soul that dwells in it is different, and he feels that the other party is disrespectful to the shape child to do evil things against the appearance of the shape child.

He would rather let the shape child turn into ashes, although his soul disappears into the world together, rather than see someone do something to corrupt the shape child under the identity of the shape child.

While the two were talking, the pontoon boat had already docked in a corner of the pavilion.

The ship collided with the dock, causing ripples in the void. In front of the strange attic, the air around them seemed to be no longer air, but ripples of water, and the slightest stroke could stir up countless water ripples.

Mo Ze took a step and walked into the pavilion without the slightest hesitation. On the way, he wanted to extract a piece or two of useful information from the butler's mouth. But now it seems that he could not get any answer from the steward about the builders of the pavilion.

Although the steward deliberately avoided the topic of the builder, he pressed the shape of the child step by step. But with Mo Ze's understanding of the steward, since he had already sensed the clues of the shape of the child, if he knew the identity of the builder, he would have already said it.

Needless to say, it just means that the steward is stranger to the other party.

Otherwise, when the steward realizes that the person who built this pavilion has nothing to do with Xingshan, but has something to do with Xingtong who has no soul of Xingshan, he is afraid that the steward will already tell the other party's information in full, so as to put the other party and Xingtong to death as soon as possible.

has been together for 10,000 years, and he is not familiar with each other, but Mo Ze also has a certain understanding of the actions of the steward.

When Xingshan first hid the steward in the snowy region, Mo Zeben didn't like the steward to be such an uninvited guest with peerless martial arts, and wanted to put him to death as soon as possible.

It's just that in the future, the secret will finally be attributed to the feelings of the same people who have experienced the love calamity, and there is a little pity in my heart.

He paused, turned around and glanced at the steward, "Xingshan's soul has not disappeared completely, but it is only intertwined with the soul of another person, immortal and immortal. ”

The words were closed, leaving the steward's face stunned, but Mo Ze had already made an inviting posture, waiting for Shen Moli to get off the boat, and then walked into the pavilion with Shen Moli.

The pavilion here has a treacherous atmosphere, whether it is a person who cultivates against the sky, or a person whose strength is mediocre, after coming to the pavilion, his whole body will disappear, as if he is a person who has no cultivation at all.

As soon as she took a step out of the floating boat, Shen Moli frowned, feeling the softness of her limbs all over her body, making her almost unsteady pace.

On the other hand, when Mo Ze entered the pavilion, he was still as light as a swallow and his steps were vigorous, as if he was completely unaffected by the suppression of cultivation in the pavilion.

And walking in from the dock where the pontoon docked, more treacherous pictures emerged one by one.

There were countless cages on both sides of the road, and in the cages were either scrawny people or piles of bones, apparently suffering in the cages.

The dead remains naturally no longer had any reaction to the arrival of Shen Moli and the others.

The living, after hearing the footsteps at the tip of their ears, almost crawled to the side of the iron railing, and stretched out their hands with all their strength, as if they wanted to grab the passers-by through the iron railing, in order to obtain the hope of the last life.

They have been locked in the cage for a long time, and even today they don't even have the strength to call for help. Their eyes, sunken by hunger, reveal their despair at this time.

Rao is that they used to be proud of the existence of the world, and at this moment, they are just poor people who are close to death.

"Stay away from them. Mo Ze walked in front of Shen Moli, coldly leaving down a sentence, but his steps never stopped.

Although it was the first time he had seen the people here, he could vaguely guess the identities of these people by sweeping away their faces that had been deformed by hunger.

Most of the people imprisoned behind the iron fence are people with noble status or cultivation against the sky, and many of them were the existence of the wind and rain in the Three Kingdoms and Six Seas many years ago.

After only a few years or even decades of disappearance, these people have long been forgotten in the Three Kingdoms and Six Seas.

When he first saw these people, although a trace of surprise flashed in Mo Ze's eyes, he turned indifferent in a moment when no one noticed.

After living in the snowy region, he really never thought that many strong people in the world would be hidden under the palace in the snowy region in such a posture.

It's like a hell on earth, more grinding than death.

Those who are trapped here, no matter how high their cultivation level is, are affected by the treacherous cyclone here, and they are unable to exert any strength.

What's even more strange is that the cyclone in this place clearly makes it impossible for these trapped people to exert their cultivation outside, but it still allows their cultivation to still exist.

This must be a good thing for these strong people in Su Ri, and the cultivation flowing around them can slow down the speed of their life loss, allowing them to find a way to survive in a desperate situation.

However, in such adversity at this time, the cultivation in the body that was affected by the cyclone and scurried around became the most profound torment every moment.

The cultivation that is flying around not only hits the seven meridians and eight veins all the time, but also allows the cultivator to prolong his life because of his cultivation in such a lens-free adversity.

However, this torture with no end in sight is something more difficult than death.

They can't see the hope of life, and can only watch the passage of their lives on the way to death.

However, this rate of passage can be as little as a few years, as many as decades, and even even a longer age.

But the passage of time after day has never changed their trapped fate, but only made them depressed day by day in boundless despair.

In order to get rid of this torture, some of these people have indeed tried to kill themselves. However, the cyclone flowing in this pavilion is like a soldier who watches over them at any time, and every time someone looks for a short sight, there will be a punishment on the person seeking death, so that he cannot survive and die.

It's just that Mo Ze doesn't care why these people are trapped in this place, let alone their life and death.

When he escaped from the world and pointed out the rivers and mountains between the mountains and rivers, he had already seen life and death in the world. Except for Mo Tong, he actually doesn't care about anyone's life or death.

As long as they didn't touch Shen Moli, he didn't intend to treat these people as living people.

Those shriveled hands were like dry matches, stretching out one by one through the iron bar, but fortunately, the road outside was extremely spacious, no matter how they hooked, they couldn't touch Shen Moli and Mo Ze.

Unlike Mo Ze, in his previous life, Shen Moli was running around evading pursuit, and the road in this life was not very smooth. In the midst of the tossing and turning, there is not much time left for her to pay attention to the strong and famous people in the Three Kingdoms and Six Seas.

But even so, she was still looking at the people behind the iron fence left and right when she accidentally saw the prince of the Yuli Sect.