Looking down at Dai Xiaomo's fingers, Wang Zimo was in a hurry, and hurriedly covered the place that should not be exposed, and took off a wrap from King Fengxuan to cover his body.

The scales on the python's body were like a shredder, tearing Wang Zimo's clothes to shreds.

The bronzed skin was bare, covered with wounds that healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and there were rings of golden runes hanging on it, interlocking and radiant.

Wang Zimo instantly understood that it was Su Sanpo's formation that saved him.

After gratitude, he hurriedly withdrew his Yuan Force, and the circle of runes quickly sank into his skin, and in the blink of an eye, the bronze color turned into crescent white.

Without waiting for Wang Zimo to raise his head, Dai Xiaomo suddenly disappeared from front of him, and then he felt as if he was in another time and space, and the dark and lightless space was full of crimson flowers on the other side.

Manju Sahua.

"Six reincarnations, crossing people with yin virtue. ”

There is a touch of snow-white solitude and nobility in the flowers on the other side. Looking around, Dai Xiaomo is like a fairy, bringing a trace of cleanliness to this oppressive space.

Dai Xiaomo put away the oil-paper umbrella, stared at Wang Zimo, biting her lip and feeling in her heart. This Mo Hongyan, if you have to say that you have to have a round house if you become a parent, but how can people ......

Wang Zimo didn't see Dai Xiaomo's embarrassed expression.

He didn't expect to meet Dai Xiaomo again in Jiuli.

Every time the two met, they said goodbye in a hurry, and Wang Zimo always seemed to be a weakling, and Dai Xiaomo always played the role of a protector in front of him.

"This sea of flowers is the yin virtue of the husband!"

The prince listened silently, watching infatuatedly, recalling scenes of the past in his mind.

While thinking about unspeakable things, Dai Xiaomo pointed to the other side flower that slowly evolved into a sea of blood and kept shaking her head and sighing:

"These are all resentments, and the husband's yin virtue has become so ...... Broken!"

"Yinde, uh...... Broken?"

Wang Zimo didn't expect Dai Xiaomo to use the word broken.

It's like saying that apples are bad and oranges are bad. And the prince listened silently in his ears, as if he were a big villain in the truest sense of the word.

"It's pretty much the same, husband understands. ”

Under Wang Zimo's gaze, Dai Xiaomo turned red.

Looking at the heavy resentment floating in the sea of blood-colored flowers, Wang Zimo couldn't help but babble for a moment.

Sometimes they turned into a giant hand and stretched out to the leaf boat hanging in the sky, and sometimes they turned into hideous faces, roaring wildly, wanting to rush out of the sea of flowers on the other side and bite the people on the boat to pieces.

Messing around with this bewitching flower on the other side is actually turned into resentment, but why did he get involved in so much resentment?

Suddenly, the prince silently remembered the civilians in the ruins who died under the power of the law.

At this moment, a head suddenly appeared on the flat boat floating in the sky, and the prince Mo raised his eyes, as if he had been hit hard in the chest, and his breathing suddenly became short.

That figure is actually himself!

He looked at his feet again, where were there any flowers on the other side, it was clearly a turbulent sea of blood.

As soon as the picture turned, before Wang Zimo opened his mouth to ask, he was taken by Dai Xiaomo to a sea of white and flawless mandala flowers.

The same other side flower, the difference is the color of the flower.

One white, one blood-red!

One is a mandala and the other is a manju sawa.

Standing in the pure mandala clusters, the prince's tumbling qi and blood finally slowly calmed down.

Dai Xiaomo didn't expect that Wang Zimo didn't dare to look directly at his heart, the people on the boat were transformed by his heart, so pure, but he basically broke the yin virtue.

Fortunately, Dai Xiaomo found out in time that Wang Zimo's strange situation was transferred to his soul domain, otherwise Wang Zimo would not be able to bear the condemnation in his heart, and he would either become a crazy fool, or die violently.

"This is my Yin Virtue! What does the husband remember?"

Dai Xiaomo's starry eyes flickered, and without waiting for the prince to reply, she pointed to the distance and said, "Husband, look over there!"

The prince followed Dai Xiaomo's fingers and looked back.

A red thread fell from the sky, and Wang Zimo suddenly felt the fragrance on his face, and his body was suddenly cold.

The red thread came in an instant, silently tied on Wang Zimo's wrist, and then wrapped it around his shoulder, entwining him and Dai Xiaomo, and silently tied a bow on Dai Xiaomo's wrist.

"Damn, do you have to use this way to erase the bad yin virtue of your husband?"

Dai Xiaomo shrank in the prince's arms and trembled.

And the prince silently remembered the beautiful dream in that night's dream, and his heart suddenly jumped, and his chest "thumped".

"Husband, but your name is Wang Zimo?"

Lying in the crook of the prince's silent arm, Dai Xiaomo's face was red, and her beautiful big eyes were covered with a layer of mist, which was moving. The crimson threads of her white and flawless body weaved through each other, and finally depicted as a crimson flower imprinted on her ankles.

"My name is Wang Zimo, why do you ask that?"

The prince stared at Dai Xiaomo's ankles, and when he looked up, he suddenly saw that the white mandala Hua was actually half red, and he stood up, pointed to the sea of red and white flowers and asked, "What's going on?"

"Wang Zimo, Wang Mo, hehe, maybe the errand ghost is illiterate and got his husband's name wrong!"

Dai Xiaomo did not answer Wang Zimo's question, her lips curled, like a boat, and two shallow dimples spread on her face. "But Wang Zimo's name is quite nice. I love it!"

"You ......"

The prince was silent and stopped, he knew that Dai Xiaomo must be wondering if he should be surnamed Lu.

"What the hell is going on?"

Without Dai Xiaomo answering, Wang Zimo had already guessed it.

It was Dai Xiaomo who exchanged yin virtue with herself and blocked the impending disaster star.

"Don't worry, husband, I was originally a spiritual creature, and I am also the young master of Yangchi, this bit of yin virtue will be made up soon, but you, at the beginning, like me, were covered with mandala hua, why did you suddenly become a manzhu sawa?"

"Where are you going?"

Seeing that Dai Xiaomo wanted to say goodbye without saying goodbye, Wang Zimo grabbed the soft little one.

A warm current overflowed from the bottom of his heart, and in an instant, Wang Zimo felt that Dai Xiaomo was the wavy line, constantly intersecting with his life.

"Have you ever felt that you are always helpless and are being tricked by fate one after another?"

Dai Xiaomo raised her little face, her big watery eyes kept scanning Ruyi Langjun in front of her, "Uh-huh", she was actually hot, and hurriedly buried her head shyly, not daring to look directly at those fiery eyes.

"Yes!" Wang Zimo became more and more confused.

All the way from Kunxu, too many things seem to have been planned, leading the nose step by step to Jiuli.

"How so?"

"From the moment the husband was born, his soul was taken away. I searched all over Kunxu and found nothing. Since following my husband to Jiuli, I suddenly felt that my husband's soul was somewhere in this land. ”

Dai Xiaomo pointed to the far east, puffed out her chest and swore solemnly: "In that direction, Sister Mo has already gone to look for it, and the news will be sent back in a few days." ”

"The Lu family?" the prince blurted out, and was suddenly taken aback by his words.

In the dark, Dai Xiaomo saved him again.

Wang Zimo opened his eyes, and found that he was still lying in place, Xue Jianniang was staring at Wang Zi Mo with big eyes and leaning down to stare at Wang Zi Mo's eyebrows and looked at it, Wang Zi Mo suddenly felt that he was naked under Xue Jianniang's gaze, remembering the graceful journey just now, he suddenly blushed, and complained: "Aunt!"

"Come back with me!" Xue Lianzhu didn't say more than half a word, glared at King Fengxuan who was not far away, dropped his clothes and turned to leave.

Wang Zimo hurriedly changed into new clothes.

The cool night breeze poured in from the cuffs, skimmed along the arms over the front chest and back, and ran out from the other cuff, taking away the sweat on the body, refreshing and very pleasant.

"This dress is really superb!"

Following behind Xue Lianzhu, Wang Zimo sorted out Jiuli's clothes and turned back one step at a time. Staring at King Fengxuan's body, which was gradually losing its vitality, he still couldn't break through his Dao Heart Condemnation.

Fortunately, the prince did not make a move.

When black lightning flashed in the sky, the battle outside Fengming City had already been known by many masters, and they all leaned out of their divine senses to observe, but they never wanted to see a picture of human-spirit intercourse, which was really indescribable.

Ineffable......

Moreover, King Fengxuan is still in the Five Elements and Four Stars, and the Jiuli people are reversing the Great Yan, and the realm of the Five Elements has not formed a Dao Pan.

If Wang Zimo stretched out his hand, not only would he not get anything, but he would be considered a demon and spread all over the corners of Jiuli.

Unless he uses Ming Bao to pass on his magic and cultivate King Fengxuan's body into a Yuan Qi Bead.

"Mer ......"

In the drunken Xuan Building, Xue Lianzhu looked at the prince and stopped silently.

She knew that Dai Xiaomo was making up for the prince's virtue, but she didn't expect the little girl to use this stupidest and most direct method.

Lived for hundreds of years, and still ......

Thinking about it, Xue Lianzhu blushed like Wang Zimo.

However, Dai Xiaomo is also smart, knowing that someone snooped and hurriedly took Wang Zimo to transfer to his soul domain, everyone knew what was going on, but they could only make up the rest of the picture in their own brains.

"Mo'er has broken through the existing realm?" This is the question that Xue Lianzhu is most concerned about.

Master Mu searched hard for five hundred years and couldn't spy on the corner of the Daomen, but he didn't expect that his protégé would push the Daomen open without saying a word.

"Chenxing!"