"Suffered!"

This thought flashed through Wang Feng's heart, and then he found that his hands and feet were suddenly quickly restrained.

Looking down, Wang Feng found that his feet were trapped in two pools of water, and above his hands, there were two more slightly illusory vines, and the other end of the vine was wrapped around the light and shadow.

And the Chiming ghost fire burning on his body didn't play a big role at this time, and it was not able to destroy the restraints on his hands and feet.

Wang Feng could sense that in the environment he was in now, not only the spiritual power in his body was working, but the power of the Chiming Ghost Fire in his body had also been suppressed to a certain extent.

And immediately after, dozens of wooden thorns flew out from all directions, and even if he tried his best to dodge, several wooden thorns passed through the Chiming Ghost Fire on his body and pierced into Wang Feng's body.

"Ahh

Wang Feng screamed miserably, a layer of red ghost fire disappeared on his body, and the whole person fell to the ground, his legs and thighs were pierced by wooden thorns, and his shoulders and waist were also pierced by wooden thorns, looking very miserable.

Immediately afterwards, there were a few slightly illusory vines, which firmly bound Wang Feng's whole person, and his whole body was wrapped, like a big zongzi, until this time, Mo He's figure appeared a little abruptly and came to Wang Feng.

"Thank you for the guidance of your seniors, but now it seems that I won!" Mo He said lightly with a smile on his face.

Wang Feng looked at Mo He who walked in front of him, the muscles on his face twitched, and he endured the pain on his body and said: "I didn't expect that I would be planted in the hands of this kid of yours, if you want to kill or chop, listen to it!"

"Don't worry, there are just some things I want to ask someone for, and the seniors are uninvited, so it's just time to bother the seniors to solve their doubts!" Mo He said as he slowly took two steps forward.

When Mo He came to about five meters in front of Wang Feng, Wang Feng, who had originally seemed to have given up resistance, had a flash of light in his eyes at this time, and his heart moved, and suddenly a roar sounded at the foot of Mo He.

"Boom!"

At the same time as this explosion sounded, a burst of fire broke out on the ground, and although the enveloping area was not large, it was extremely powerful, and a large crater was exploded in the ground.

"Let you have some means, but after all, you are too young and careless!" Wang Feng looked at the fire of the explosion, his heart was full of joy, the other party was still young, and he was careless at the last moment.

The moment he was injured and fell to the ground just now, Wang Feng knew that he was likely to lose this time, but as a person who has been traveling for so long, coupled with his own thoughtfulness, even at the last moment, Wang Feng did not give up the hope of turning defeat into victory.

He took advantage of the moment he fell to the ground, and quickly arranged a precious attack jade talisman around him, the kind that only needs his mind to move, and he can set off at any time, but he didn't expect it to be really used.

Just when a smile appeared on Wang Feng's face, he suddenly saw that Mo He, who had just been in the explosion range, had disappeared, leaving only a large crater in the explosion range, without any traces of blood.

"Papapa!" A burst of applause came, the smile on Wang Feng's face froze completely, he turned around with difficulty, and saw that on the other side, Mo He was standing there intact, and the smile on his face was so dazzling.

"The mental means of the predecessors really make people not relax at all, if it weren't for the secret hands of the predecessors before, maybe this time it will really be a loss. Mo He looked at Wang Feng, who was firmly bound, but recalled in his mind the picture when he got the Ghost Gong, and it was precisely because of that experience that Mo He did not take it lightly just now.

The "Mo River" that approached Wang Feng just now was just an illusion, and now he is the real one.

The results also proved that his caution was not wrong, Wang Feng deserved to be an old Jianghu, even at the last moment, he still had the backhand to turn the tables.

"You ......!" Wang Feng's lips opened, wanting to say something, but in the end he only spit out a word.

Mo He looked at Wang Feng, who didn't seem to know what to say, and didn't say anything more, and walked directly to Mochiyue Mountain with the opposite direction, and soon returned to Qingmei Temple.

"Revisiting the old place, I don't know what the mood of the predecessors is!" Under the two green plum trees behind the green plum view, Mo He looked at Wang Feng, who was firmly bound in front of him, and said.

"Don't beat around the bush, if you want to know anything from me, then just ask, as long as I can answer, I will know everything!" Wang Feng was firmly tied, and now only the part above the neck that can move, plus there are still injuries on his body, and his tone inevitably reveals some weakness.

"Very good, then please introduce yourself first, I am also very interested in the origin of my seniors!" Mo He nodded and said.

"I'm a disciple of the Liyang Sect, and I don't have much success in the sect, and I don't have anything to say, Your Excellency should ask yourself what else you want to know!" When Wang Feng heard Mo He's words, he immediately had some thoughts in his heart, and replied in a flat tone.

"Oh, then senior, let's talk about you, Liyang Sect!" Mo He heard Wang Feng's words, a hint of amusement flashed in his eyes, and then his tone remained unchanged and he continued to speak.

He knew that this Wang Feng would not be honest, and when he said this just now, he wanted to create an illusion for himself, that is, his Wang Feng's position in the Liyang Sect was not simple, so that he had some scruples in his heart, this kind of simple psychological tactic, Mo He was not fooled.

"My Liyang Sect is located in Liyang Mountain, Qingzhou, and it has been inherited for more than 1,300 years, it is just a small sect, and there are only more than 100 disciples in the sect, which is really not worth mentioning, and there is not much to say. Wang Feng continued to play with his head and said.

"Oh, it seems that the seniors don't shed tears when they don't see the coffin, and they still need to suffer a little bit of flesh and skin before they are willing to confide in some things, then I can only satisfy the seniors first!" Mo He's face became a little cold, and he pinched the seal in his hand, wrapping around the restraint vines on Wang Feng's body, and at this moment it was constantly tightened, and Wang Feng couldn't help but scream in pain.

"Stop, I said, I'll tell you whatever you want to know!" Wang Feng shouted, he didn't expect Mo He to punish himself without hesitation.

Originally, I thought that although Mo He had some means to let himself capsize in the gutter, he didn't kill himself, after all, compared with his age, his heart was still not ruthless enough, but now it seems that although the young man in front of him is young, he is definitely not an easy person to deal with, if he doesn't say anything, I'm afraid he will be tortured.

After Mo He heard Wang Feng's shout, he didn't stop immediately, some people in this world just don't put him in order, he won't be honest.

After being tortured by Mo He, what questions Mo He asked next, Wang Feng answered honestly, but how much credibility there was, this is worth thinking about by Mo He himself.

After all the questions were asked, Mo He played with a fiery red spirit bead in his hand, and the information he had just received from Wang Feng echoed in his mind.

This Wang Feng is indeed a disciple of a small sect, born in the Liyang Sect, and there are almost more than 100 disciples in the sect, but these more than 100 people, plus the miscellaneous disciples in those sects, and the cultivators who have really entered the Dao, the number is actually a total of dozens of people.

And this Wang Feng is not an important role in the sect, he and his junior brother Zhao Hu actually came out of the sect a few years ago, the reason is that their master fell in an accident during an outing, so the two of them lost their backers in the sect, so they went out.

Through Wang Feng, Mo He also learned about the situation of some small sects, and the lives of those small sect disciples were actually not as good as Mo He imagined. Most of the cultivation resources within this dynasty are controlled by the dynasty and the big sects, and the resources that the small sects can get are extremely limited, and these limited resources have to be supplied to many sect members, so the resources are even more limited, so many disciples of the small sects are actually living a tight life.

Fortunately, this world is also considered to be a vast land, as long as you are willing to go out to find opportunities, there will always be something to gain, just like the Qingmei Taoist who was born in casual cultivation, hasn't he accumulated some good things in his hands!

Wang Feng and his junior brother Zhao Hu, after the last failure in Wangyue Mountain, went to a place far away to serve as Taoist officials, still in Qiongzhou, and a year ago, Wang Feng and Zhao Hu heard that Qingmei Daoist was named a seven-grade god, and even had some desperate thoughts of finding a field, but at this time, the Liyang Sect from which the two of them were born suddenly contacted the two of them and asked them to find a mountain and river with spiritual veins in Qiongzhou as a new mountain gate for the Liyang Sect.

And after getting the news, Wang Feng's mind became lively, and he remembered the loss he suffered from the Qingmei Daoist, and felt that this might be an opportunity for revenge.

Although Qingmei Daochang was named a seven-grade god, the power of the seven-grade god is equivalent to the Yin God realm, although the Liyang Sect is a small sect, but there are still several cultivators in the Yin God Realm, and the cultivation of the sect master has reached the pure Yang realm, seizing the lower Mochizuki Mountain, Qingmei Daoist will never be able to grab it back by himself, and the new imperial court behind the Qingmei Daoist is now also being established at the beginning, even the master of the divine court has not yet returned to the throne, and it will not cause extraneous branches to help Qingmei Dao grow this head.

What happened after that was nothing more than that after Wang Feng came to Wangyue Mountain, he found that Wangyue Mountain was really a place where spiritual energy gathered, and learned that now Wangyue Mountain, only a disciple of Qingmei Daochang was there, and then there was something that happened tonight, and finally he capsized in the gutter of the Mo River, as for his junior brother Zhao Hu, he was more lucky, some things were delayed and did not come to Zi'an County, and he escaped today.