The night was cold and biting, Yan Qingshuang and the others also woke up one after another, seeing that their baby was hurt like this, she wanted to crack the silver thread and float, and killed Chao Tianjiao without saying a word. The cold killing intent was colder than the biting frost, Chao Tianjiao was probably stimulated by Mo Fan's words, and drew his sword and rushed towards Yan Qingshuang coldly.

The female rakshasa faced the jade-faced Shura, and the first move was earth-shattering. Yan Qingshuang's "Ice Spirit Divine Light Sword" is extremely strong, and Chao Tianjiao's "Doutian Catalogue" is not inferior at all, she has the artifact "Fighting God Sword" in her hand and has an advantage in cultivation, she can completely crush her opponent but does not do this, obviously just wants to vent the depression in her heart.

The two female fierce men were fighting wildly in the distance, Meng Lao quietly digested the information that Mo Fan passed on to him, he had never seen any wind and waves as a high-level member of the Wuhun Palace, but he was still completely shocked by the endless exercises in his mind, and he stared at Mo Fan with a look of disbelief, "Who are you?"

"What, aren't you satisfied, Grandpa Meng?" Mo Fan stared at the shocked Meng Lao with a smile, ignoring the old man's question, then approached and patted Meng Lao's shoulder, and said with a smile, "Grandpa Meng, calm and calm! We can talk about the deal, I don't ask for much, just give me back my innocent little beauty, hehe!"

Ignoring Meng Lao's strange look, Mo Fan picked up the cold frost cloud on the ground who fell into a coma, "Little sister, I have given everything for you, but now I don't know your name, you give me some courage and don't die, otherwise I will lose a lot!"

fainted to death, and after a long time, he didn't even know the names of others, and Meng Lao completely admired Mo Fan. To be able to do this for a stranger, who dares to say that he is a selfish and shameless villain, Meng Lao shook his head helplessly, and he really couldn't figure out what kind of person Mo Fan was, and it didn't matter who he was.

Meng Lao carefully tidied up his appearance, bowed to Mo Fan seriously and sincerely, habitually stroked his white beard, and then said with a smile: "Mo Fan, I sincerely thank you for everyone in the world! Don't worry, we will definitely give you back an innocent and lovely little beauty! Definitely, I, Li Mengyuan, never lost my word." ”

The deputy hall master of the dignified Strange Pavilion actually bowed sincerely to this hairy boy, Mo Fan was unexpected, he had to bow back and salute, and the admiration for Meng Lao in his heart was also a little more, Ling Tian and Wu Chengen, the two seniors were also completely messy, and Wu Chengen, who was puzzled, asked out loud, "Old Meng, what are you doing!"

Meng Lao didn't have the heart to discuss this issue with them now, so he unceremoniously pulled the two of them away, and said as he walked: "You don't care what I do, why don't you hurry up and pull those two crazy women away, don't ask anything, we have important things to do!"

He has always regarded Chao Tian as a jackal, tiger and leopard, but now he dares to speak out about crazy women, Ling Tian and the two are messy again, and Ling Tian, who has always been silent, also teased, "Old Meng, you are really capable, you forget the pain of the scar! Dare to brush the tiger's whiskers, you are not afraid that Tianjiao will beat you into a big pig's head again!"

Being ridiculed by his old friends, the old red-faced Meng Lao pretended not to understand and rushed into the battle between Chao Tianjiao and Yan Qingshuang first, followed by Ling Tian and Wu Chengen. The three of them stirred up the situation, and the depression in their hearts was almost vented, Chao Tianjiao took the lead in stopping, but the grief-stricken Yan Qingshuang was unrelenting, knowing that it was not someone else's opponent and still working hard, Meng Lao and the others had to join forces to subdue her.

Without waiting for a few people to ask, Meng Lao asked Mo Fan to hand over the cold frost cloud to Yan Qingshuang's people to heal first, and then said with a serious face: "Okay, don't ask anything, you swear with your Dao heart that you will never leak tonight's matter, let's hurry up and get down to business!"

Although his heart was full of doubts, Ling Tian and the others still swore as promised, and Meng Lao didn't talk nonsense, and directly used the method of divine sense projection to transmit the massive amount of information in his mind to Ling Tian and the other three in turn. These three people are all characters who do what they say, and they looked at each other with a look of joy, and then directly took out the jade slip and burned it with their own divine sense.

"Leave the secret method to me!" Meng Lao directly chose the field he liked.

"Leave the Demon Dao Ghost Dao Exercises to me!" Chao Tianjiao's eyes lit up, and he was excited.

"Righteous Dao Exercises and Medicinal Prescriptions and Prescriptions are handed over to me!" Ling Tian, who had always been taciturn, was eager to try.

"Leave the rest of the spell casting drawings to me!" The three of them had already chosen what they were interested in, and the polite Wu Chengen had no choice but to wrap up, still as understanding as before.

Time passed quietly, and the jade slips of the four Menglao had all run out, so they had to requisition the jade slips of Qingshuangtai, and in the end, they had to use paper and pencil if they were not enough. The four of them tossed for most of the night and almost exhausted their senses, and they were tired and half dead to finish the matter, and they didn't care about resting for a while to take pills to restore their energy, and they looked at each other to see if there was anything left, and before they knew it, it was dawn.

Meng Lao and the others were not idle when they were busy, if they wanted the cold frost cloud to change back to their original appearance, they had to let this so-called frost goddess have no reliance, he directly ran the "Mixed Yuan Wuji" at great speed to forcibly seize the innate origin true qi in his body, and Yan Qingshuang, who had a blue nose and swollen face, was also impressed by his methods.

Seizing other people's true qi is generally a means used by talents in the Demon Dao, Mo Fan made a little flexibility to achieve the "magic and magic use", and the effect of "Mixed Yuan Wuji" devouring and assimilating other true qi is better than those demon dao exercises. His true qi was unintentionally refined, and his cultivation went further.

After a night of arduous tug-of-war, he finally snatched one percent of the innate origin true qi from the body of the cold frost cloud and refined it, and the frost goddess who was sealed by the artifact layer by layer could only watch the origin true qi that she relied on for survival being taken away, and she would not say anything else except those few clichéd words in her mouth.

In order to save Leng Shuangyun, the arrogant and arrogant Yan Qingshuang had to lower her proud head. Mo Fan told her several times that Meng Lao would return her to her original Yun'er, but she was still worried and went to ask Meng Lao and a few people, "Seniors, how can I save my Yun'er, as long as she can be safe and sound, you are willing to let me do anything!"

Although she was tired all night, Chao Tianjiao was in a good mood, she smiled and joked Yan Qingshuang, "Yo, when did our female Rakshasa who is not afraid of heaven and earth change her temperament, and she has learned to beg for help, has the sun come out of the west today?"

"Okay Tianjiao, don't make fun of her, her heart is messed up enough now, why should women embarrass women?" Seeing Yan Qingshuang's sad and worried look, the kind-hearted old man couldn't bear to say words of comfort, "Xiao Qingshuang, I have promised Mo Fan that the stinky boy will return him an intact little beauty, don't worry!"

"Old rascal, are you good at it?" Chao Tian scolded arrogantly, and Meng Lao, who felt that he had confidence, competed with her, and replied a little triumphantly: "Mo Fan is a person from my Strange Pavilion, and only when you are close to the water can you get the moon first, speak to me politely, you have made an oath!"

"Cut!" After appreciating the old man's big eyes, Chao Tianjiao said with a look of disdain: "Hmph, the villain is rampant when he gets his will, this little girl is now my apprentice, with this kid's lifeless urine of a beauty, I'm still afraid that I won't be able to cure him, as long as I say a word, he won't immediately change his flag and leave your broken place." ”

"You..."

Meng Lao was unwilling to be defeated, and the other people shook their heads helplessly with a smile.