"You ......"

Feng Qingyue, who had been forbidden and sealed with her memory, no longer had the decisiveness of the Great Sage in her previous life Looking at the three palace elders, she looked like she was not afraid of what she was like When she looked speechless

As the three said, Feng Qingyue really didn't dare to kill any of them, although she had already believed what Wang Mo said now, she was forbidden from her memory, but in her current memory, there was an indescribable fear of Feng Wuwu, the unfathomable god cultivator

This fear has gone deep into the marrow, into the soul, and even the slightest betrayal will make you feel like you're going to die

In her opinion, what she had done before could be said to be to protect the disciples in the palace from harm, and it could be said that she was deceiving herself and others, and wanted to use this to forget her fear of the wind

But at this time, if he kills the elder of the Palm Palace, what he does is tantamount to betraying the Sanssouci Palace, betraying the wind and worry-free

Thinking about the few meetings over the years, the few meetings that have been relatively silent, and the seemingly intimate but abyssal estrangement that makes her shudder

The bad words I used to talk about were just trying to bluff them so that I wouldn't be in danger

At this moment, Feng Qingyue was already in a dilemma

"Hmph, that's it...... Woo ah "

Seeing this, the woman in charge of the palace understood the reason, glanced at her with disdain, snorted coldly, and was about to say something, but in an instant, her face changed greatly, and she howled miserably

The same is true of the other two, whose bodies are flushed with a hint of red, as if they are entangled in blood, and the faces of the three are distorted and rolled on the ground, and their breath is constantly languishing

As the screams of the three came out, time passed little by little, and the women watched and watched, and what made people shudder was that in a short time, the three of them turned from a noble lady in their twenties, into an old woman with withered yellow hair

This scene fell in the eyes of the women, and when it came, a chill appeared in their hearts, and they couldn't help but look up The person who caused this result was fighting with the 'Cold Spirit Ancestor' who appeared inexplicably in Sanssouci Palace above At this time, the outcome is not yet known

"Okay, let's make a decision early."

The tragic situation of the three Feng Qingyue naturally saw it in her eyes and took a few breaths before she looked at the women

Sensing her gaze, all the women bowed their heads and were silent, even if it was the thin-lipped female cultivator Liang, who was injured by Rong Shuanghua, she also got up with a dejected face and walked towards her senior sister who had always been looking at the horse

It's just that the senior sister didn't even look at her, and coldly turned around and walked away, which made her fall into a sense of despair

Rong Shuanghua, who killed her, had a flash of light in her beautiful eyes, but she took a few steps forward and came to Feng Qingyue's approach, bowed to her Yingying, bowed her head, and said, "Return to the palace...... Uncle Shi took pity on me and other disciples, save me and wait for a rescue."

When all the women saw this, there were a few women who understood the matter, and their eyes lit up, and they all stepped forward to bow down and plead

"This ...... Hurry up, I can't protect myself now, how can I save your ability?"

Feng Qingyue's face was embarrassed, although she believed the words of the 'strange man', but she was not sure that she could control the other party's thoughts

Although there have been several accidents, she is not stupid in the first place, and she will know the meaning after a little thought

What Wang Mo did this time can be said to be the death of Feng Wuwu, the god of transformation, who has been offended by the great repair, and after that, he will inevitably hide from the world, and if he takes them with him, his own safety will be difficult to preserve

Even if she wanted to help them, she couldn't make a decision for Wang Mo

What's more, she can't even tell who she is now, let alone anything else

"Uncle Mercy, for so many years, there have been rumors in the palace I don't know how many uncles and ancestors have disappeared for unknown reasons, but everyone doesn't dare to say it.

Rong Shuanghua was about to cry, her face was sad, and she looked up at Feng Qingyue and said with a pleading expression

"I hope that Uncle Shi will be merciful"

The women heard her earnest words, and when they arrived, more than a dozen nuns stood up, approached, knelt down, and shouted in unison

For a while, the female cultivators in front of the entire main hall suddenly hesitated Although the rumors in the Sanssouci Palace were forbidden to spread by many elders, they were groundless, and there would be some omissions after many years of rumors

Now that he has been spotted face to face, the source of all doubts is pointing to the 'Cold Spirit Ancestor' of unknown origin, which is obviously the behavior of the fifth-order demon beast of the god level and the master of the Sanssouci Palace

If it is true that as the terrible man said, those disciples who have disappeared in the thousands of years since Sanssouci appeared, or even the current ones, were all cultivated by the Wind Worry-Free feeding the 'Cold Spirit Ancestor', then all of this is too terrifying

Just when Feng Qingyue's face was embarrassed and hesitant, more and more female cultivators gathered in front of her to bow down, and finally even the dozen or so Yuan Ying elders came forward after some hesitation, bowed and pleaded

Obviously, the convergence of many doubts broke the last illusion in their hearts, and they had to ask for the only 'life-saving straw' in front of them

Seeing all this happening, the three palace elders who had turned into old women with blank eyes crossed their cloudy eyes, mixed with despair and remorse, and also looked at the distant sky

It's as if there are their visions, their dreams, but at this moment, everything is empty, and the mirror image of the smooth dream is shattered by a punch, and finally turns into a tear of madness, hideousness and despair

"Everything...... Treat that ...... After that senior returns, let's discuss it again, I can't be the master."

Looking at the female cultivator who was kneeling on the ground, Feng Qingyue had no idea, glanced at the sky with some embarrassment, and finally said helplessly

When the women heard this, their faces showed a look of despair, although it was obvious that Wang Mo was able to come here for their 'palace master's wife' at the expense of offending Feng Wuwu, this god cultivator, the friendship between the two must be not shallow, but it is a little too much to say that he wants to take risks for those who have nothing to do with them

Watching the women get up slowly, but they didn't say anything anymore, Feng Qingyue breathed a sigh of relief, but she also felt a little regretful

Although she wanted to help them, she didn't know where to go at this time, so what could she do

Thundered

The battle above the sky swept open, as if to dilute a trace of sadness beyond the hall

At this time, the female cultivators no longer had the same hatred for the strange and powerful man who suddenly appeared and wanted to take away their 'palace master's wife', but more of a trace of anticipation, hoping that he could return as soon as possible and take them out of the demon cave

As time passed, I don't know how long it had been, and in the ardent anticipation of the women, the monstrous blood flames above the sky finally rolled wildly, and suddenly disappeared in the loud hula

A touch of green rainbow rushed down in an instant, and a few flickering came to the front and turned into Wang Mo's figure

"Let's go, it's not appropriate to stay here for long"

Before approaching, he swept over the women who had never left with some confusion Wang Mo looked at Feng Qingyue and said

"This ...... Predecessor...... Can you take them with you?"

Seeing Wang Mo returning, Feng Qingyue breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably, hesitated slightly, and looked at the women who were looking at her with hope on their faces

"No, although the sea monster is imprisoned by me, but Feng Wuwu will definitely detect one or two, I don't know when it will return, if it encounters, it will definitely be a battle to the death, and it will only be more dangerous for them to follow."

Wang Mo frowned slightly, and refused without hesitation

"You...... If you don't take them away, I won't go."

Somehow, seeing that Wang Mo rejected herself, Feng Qingyue couldn't help but stomp her feet, but she was playing a petty role

When he understood, his cheeks flushed, and he twisted the corners of his clothes a little uneasily, and turned away

"I hope that my predecessors will have mercy and take me and other sisters to go with me, I will be grateful."

Seeing Wang Mo's refusal, Rong Shuanghua and the others hurriedly knelt on the ground again and pleaded

"You have to understand the danger of this time, not to mention that the Kraken Beast doesn't exist Even if Feng Wuwu has a plan, everything is in vain, he will only track my whereabouts As for them, as long as they leave this Sanssouci Palace, as well as Feng Wuwu's identity, they will not be chased endlessly, and it is best for you and me to leave as soon as possible."

Touched the bridge of his nose Pretending not to see Feng Qingyue's little daughter Wang Mo explained a little helplessly

"I hope that the seniors will have mercy, I only hope that the seniors will take the little girl out of this demon cave, the little woman is willing to be a concubine, serve the seniors around, forget the seniors to rescue"

Seeing Wang Mo refuse again, Rong Shuang's gorgeous eyes flowed, and the silver teeth were bitten, and his face showed a firm look, and he took a few steps forward, and kowtowed

Hearing this, not only the female cultivators who were kneeling on the ground suddenly straightened up and looked at this woman with a stunned face, even if it was Feng Qingyue, she couldn't help but turn her head tightly

But the next moment, he hurriedly turned his head and told himself in his heart that even if Wang Mo accepted Rong Shuanghua as a maid, what did it have to do with her?

It's just that another voice told her that she was faintly looking forward to and nervous, hoping that Wang Mo would refuse this woman

"A certain family is wandering around, and the fairy is used to sleeping in the open, and the fairy is following, but I am afraid that there will be a lot of suffering, and I still don't have to."

Wang Mo frowned slightly, glanced at this woman deeply, and then refused indifferently

When all the women heard this, they couldn't help but roll their eyes, and sighed in their hearts The person in front of them is an existence that can kill the fifth-order demon Words such as eating and sleeping in the open are really not a good reason to reject people

"The seniors are gracious, and the juniors suffer any hardships, I just want to be with the seniors and be a maid."

As if identifying Wang Mo, Rong Shuanghua did not retreat because of Wang Mo's words, and kowtowed and pleaded again

At this moment, even Feng Qingyue couldn't help but look at her, and carefully looked at this lady of heaven in the palace that she had never seen but had heard of a few times

Under the stunned and clear gaze of the women, Wang Mo's face was slightly gloomy, and he waved forward with a wave of his big sleeves, and waved a few blue-gray air currents, and suddenly turned the bodies of the three palace women into flying ashes, and then lifted the three Yuan Babies who were entwined with red mangs in his hand with one hand, took out a few jade boxes, and sealed one by one

Such a cruel scene fell in the eyes of the women, and everyone was silent, and they didn't dare to say a word more

That Rong Shuanghua's face was extremely pale, and he lowered his head as if he had exhausted his strength, and his delicate body trembled and collapsed to the ground