The fairy on the flower always pulled Shen's father in front of him, and threatened Shen Moli with sharp words, coercing Shen Moli to leave, but to no avail, and no further action. Shen's father, who was in front of the flowers, sold miserably, groveling and mourning Shen Moli leaving, and every sentence revolved around the powerful and difficult to match the flowers.

Shen Moli raised his sword and pretended to avoid Shen's father's attack on the Nianhua. The cold light of the green leaves revealed a fierce aura from the blade of the sword, and the flower branches trembled in panic.

Father Shen's face changed greatly, his pale old face blocked in front of the flower, the sword was only a few millimeters away from his chest, and he had no intention of retreating. He turned his arms back like a calf, tightly guarding the flowers, and his expression still showed a stunned expression.

"What are you doing in front of the flowers, and I will save you from the flowers." Shen Moli asked coldly.

Aware of his gaffe, Father Shen came back to his senses in shock, and said embarrassedly: "Father, this is for your good, this flower is good at tricks, you can't cut it down with this sword, and it will be counterproductive." The flower will be cut more and more sharply, and under its strong counterattack, you and my lives will be explained here. Listen to my father's words, and get out of here quickly. After you leave, my father has his own way to get out. ”

A blade of petal condensation was placed on Father Shen's neck when he spoke. The fairy held the handle of the knife, grabbed Shen's father's head with a knife, and said arbitrarily: "If you don't leave, I will take your father's life first, and then torture your fragile little life like dust." ”

Shen Moli looked at Father Shen without turning his eyes, and said after a while: "You call my name, and I will leave immediately." ”

This jump made Father Shen and the fairy lean forward in shock, suspecting that they had heard the wrong words.

"Daughter, when is this coming, it's important for you to leave quickly. Father Shen avoided talking about his name, and continued to urge Shen Moli to leave.

"When I was a child, my father had fun calling me by my name. I miss my father's nickname very much, and now that my father is gone, I don't know when I will see him again. You call me, and I will immediately fly away. The corners of Shen Moli's lips lightly hooked a light smile of expectation, but the bottom of his eyes was cold as a glacier.

"This ......" Father Shen looked at the fairy on the flower, and his voice was stuck in his throat. He was born of the sad thoughts in the depths of Shen Moli's soul under the catalysis of the family's charm, how could he know the joys in Shen Moli's memory?

"Scattered. With a wave of the fairy's white sleeves, Father Shen turned into nothingness. The white face was covered with displeasure, the bare jade feet patted the white petals on the flowers, and the thin fingers of the green onions were hidden in the sleeves and the stamens were frequently dotted, with a series of small movements, hiding the anger in the bottom of the heart.

Picking up the flower originally relied on picking up the deep hatred to enhance the power of the charm and poison, but unfortunately there are few blood hatreds in Mocheng this year, and the charm and poison of the flower are difficult to rise.

A thousand years ago, there were still some alien races who came here to create blood disasters, causing resentment to skyrocket, providing blood hatred fertilizer for the scavenging flowers. But nearly a thousand years old, perhaps this corner is too quiet, so that the five clans gradually forget the existence of this demon, and few foreign races come to kill and abuse the disaster. Only a few people kill each other and hate each other, and the slight hatred of the rising star is not enough to pick up the flowers and produce poison.

In order to pick up the flower spirit, she has been relying on the deep hatred accumulated in the past for thousands of years, so that she can continue to charm and besiege Ink City. But the storage of blood hatred fertile fertilizer in the flowers is decreasing day by day, so that she can't even turn into a decent phantom, let alone increase the charm poison to go deep into the woman in front of her.

The fairy's clear eyes flowed, and his brain made a plan. Hard work didn't work, so she had to change to soft grinding.

She lowered her domineering face and said, "Tiny human race, this immortal is no more than an ant." It's just that this immortal sees that you still like it, why don't you obey me sincerely, and I will give you the position of city lord?"

"There are people who are more suitable to do the position of the city lord than me, my heart is for freedom, and I want the freedom of Mocheng. Shen Mo Li Yan dropped his sword, and with a wave of green light, he didn't allow the fairy to have half a moment to react, and he cut off the whole flower.

The icy and noble path of the flower fell to the ground, and the petals scattered into the void, fluttering into nothingness in the cold wind. The enchanted poison stored in the flower core fell to the ground, eroding the ice grass into black. The flower path descends, from the horizontal cut of the blade, the emerald green turns yellow, and withers to the ground with a rapid degree visible to the naked eye.

"No......" The fairy howled wildly, and the crack on the face of the proud wind fairy bone said, extending from the face to all parts of the body. The purple light in the crack flashed, and the delicate body of the fairy willow fairy wind burst open. With the last remaining arrogance, the fairy roared angrily at the moment before being engulfed by purple light: "Ignorant Terran, if you dare to let those demons in Mocheng go free, you will be punished by heaven!"

The morality of the immortal family has always been to kill demons and eliminate demons, and to be friends with demons must be the enemies of immortals. What the fairy said is also the morality of the fairy family. Immortals are good or bad, and so are demons, but the clans are different and do not conspire with each other, and the morals passed down by the ancestors of the immortal clan have never raised objections to the descendants of the immortal clan for thousands of years.

Shen Moli looked at the withered and withered flower path, turned around and flew towards the imperial leaves in Mocheng City. The family charm poison has been removed, and she urgently needs to lead Mo Chengcheng to leave in secret and retreat to a safe place. Although the process of removing the flower by accident is simple, the time is limited and urgent, and she cannot think about it anymore.

There is an undercurrent of killing outside the city, and it is not too long before the city is slaughtered. She has the heart to save people, and she needs to ...... as soon as possible

At the same time as the flower spirit disappeared, above the sky, the bead chain in the hand of a white-bearded old man was shattered. The purple-yellow spirit beads fell to the ground and scattered into purple gas, filling the air and disappearing into nothing. When the qi dissipated, the fairy's ethereal voice came from the purple qi: "Immortal Saint, there is a burden to pick up the thoughts, and the flowers fall into the ink city ......" Before the words were finished, the sound had spread without a trace with the purple qi......

"It's been 10,000 years, Ben Sheng couldn't bear it at the beginning, and planted a memory flower in Mocheng to imprison those demons and prevent them from dying. The original intention was to let them live in Mocheng steadily, and not give birth to evil thoughts of doing evil outside. However, the nature of the demon race is evil, and now the flower is withering, which is the confirmation of the beginning of the disaster. My immortal clan will eventually need to level Mocheng to ensure that future generations will not have to worry about it. The old man said in a deep voice.

A middle-aged man from the Heyan Immortal Venerable next to him took the old man's words and said: "The ancestral precepts cannot be violated, the Immortal Sage's practice back then was already betraying the morality of the Immortal Clan. For such clumsy demons, how can we condone the death of the immortal saint? If the immortal saint is kind and difficult to kill, we are willing to work for the immortal saint. ”

As soon as the immortal sound fell, the man glanced at the several immortals standing on either side of Gong. When a few people saw the man's signal, they immediately moved to the middle of the road among the immortals in a row, and said to the immortal saint with respect: "We are willing to throw blood for the immortal clan, punish the demons, and ask the immortal saint to be fulfilled." ”

"That's it, you went to Mocheng to clear out the remnants of those demons. Remember, don't take the lives of demons and other races. The Immortal Sage explained, and it was regarded as granting the request of several people.

"Wow. Several people received the holy order, and followed the crane-faced man to Mocheng with an expectant face. Except for the Heyan man who led the team, none of them had entered the battlefield of alien killing. There are often people in the immortal clan who boast that the demons see the immortals like gallant rats, and they don't even dare to resist. They wanted to meet the demons who were weaker than the ants and kill them.