Listening to Mo Chen's words, several maids immediately got up and ran towards the outside of the square.

Mochen stood quietly in the middle of the square, bowing his head and thinking.

"I don't know if I've been in the Nine Wheels for so long, if it's the same flow rate here. He had read some records, and the speed of time in some of the Wandering Realms and the Xuanyin Heaven and Earth was different.

Just like he knew the Illusory Sun Realm Treasure in the sea, it was like this.

Ink Dust stayed in it all day, and only an hour had passed outside.

He vaguely felt that the same was true of the Nine Wheel Heavens, and the speed of time would be several times faster than that of the outside world, but in fact, he had not been away for long.

But now there is no reference, and there is no one to ask around, so he can only put this question down first and look at the courtyard around him.

The courtyard covers an area of about ten acres, like a branch of a sect.

The layout of the courtyard is very exquisite.

At first, the highest towering main pavilion sits in the north and faces south, the east pavilion is low and long, it seems to be a dormitory, and the attic in the west can see many Senran weapons placed in the window from the window.

The courtyard is surrounded by quaint bluestone walls, with fine joints and meticulous work.

The layout of the courtyard is also very exquisite Feng Shui, although you can't see the luxurious materials, but a flower, a grass, a tree and a stone, you can see its fall and generosity.

Flowers and dwarf trees are born in the soil, the rockery is a corner of the clear pond, the courtyard is less paved with stone slabs, and there is only a bluestone path that zigzags through the fragrant flowers and plants, leading to the main building.

As far as the eye can see, a huge colored foam that covers the sky directly envelops the entire mountain range, maintaining the vitality of this mountain range.

Outside the foam, the earth was covered with cobweb-like cracks, spewing out angry magma and smoke, and hideous lightning roared in the air, like an island deep in the sea.

According to the records of the beaver clan in the book, he also has some speculation about where he is.

After a tea time, no one came, and Mo Chen began to be a little bored, so he simply checked his own cultivation.

"If my original soul was a mass of extremely black steel, then my current soul is an alloy with some strange proportions of metal, and its hardness and toughness have been greatly improved. ”

Mo Chen roughly assessed his current spirit.

He reached out and grabbed at the pool in the pond in front of him.

This grasp didn't use any aura, it was just the condensation of the power of the divine soul, imagining to catch it.

"Buzz ......"

In an instant, a clear palm print immediately appeared on the pool surface in front of the ink dust.

The palm print is getting deeper and deeper, as if there is an invisible invisible palm, which gradually presses down and squeezes out the pool water below, and a large amount of pool water is forced to gush outward, as if a huge palm is pressed into the pool water, forming a hollow palm print.

"Wandering Soul Realm...... Where is the special place of the Wandering Soul Realm......"

Mochen muttered, not continuing to think about it.

He withdrew the power of the divine soul that had been dispersed, and the duality in his body calmed down again, looking like a monk in the Corpse Dog Realm.

Someone finally came outside.

There was only one woman.

The woman slowly walked into the courtyard, looking at Mochen and not speaking.

She has a pretty appearance, a tear mole at the corner of her eye, hip-length hair slightly blue, and a delicate one-piece black dress on her body, which perfectly sets off her bumpy figure.

The woman was silent, and Mochen didn't take the initiative to speak.

I saw her slashing at the void under her, and then stretched out her hand in the direction of Mo Chen.

Mo Chen saw that there was an extra wooden pier under the woman and him, which could be used as a stool, as if it had grown out of thin air from the ground.

Mo Chen understood that this was the stroke of the woman's void just now, which attracted the aura between heaven and earth, and attracted a growing power, which fell into the soil and gave birth to this wooden pier.

Very peculiar power, in Mo Chen's eyes, this woman obviously only has the strength of the corpse dog realm, but she can control the aura of heaven and earth so skillfully, and it is also due to talent.

The woman pursed her lips and smiled, sitting upright facing the ink dust, her long legs diagonally together, and there was no gap between her legs.

Under the long skirt of temptation, there are delicate and snow-white slender legs.

Ink Dust nodded at her, making a friendly gesture.

He noticed that as the woman entered the courtyard, a strong fragrance followed.

The woman still pursed her lips and smiled, and at the same time adjusted her sitting posture slightly, making the curve of her chest more erect, and the short and taut skirt moved slightly, which was also reverie with the change of her legs and feet.

Mo Chen looked at the woman with a flat expression, and for a while he seemed to see the most perfect image of the girl in his mind from the other party.

Beautiful girls are everywhere, but the most lethal thing is not this, but when a beautiful girl who is most in line with your aesthetics sits in front of you, you don't know why, that is, you know that she has a deep love for you, no matter what you want to do to her, she will definitely only push and half-push.

At this time, it is the real deadliest.

"Great charm. Mo Chen took a deep breath, and the rich fragrance that filled the courtyard was instantly swept away by his vast divine power.

At this moment, he was not breathing with his physical body, but using the huge divine consciousness power of the Wandering Soul Realm to wrap all the fragrant fragrances emitted by the operation of the Soul Realm, and threw them into the Illusory Sun Realm Treasure, allowing it to be digested by the Realm Treasure.

Seeing Mo Chen's move, the woman's face almost turned green.

As a demon fox, she was born with the ability to release a seductive scent, which was extremely lethal to male monks, and could even trap people in her own imagination without blowing a blow.

But this time, she tried her best to release a powerful fragrance that could make hundreds of people fascinated, but the young man absorbed it in one breath, and there was not a drop left.

What made her even more depressed was that the young man didn't react at all......

"Thank you Daoyou for the compliment...... she barely squeezed out a smile, and she felt that all the charm techniques she had practiced for decades had been cultivated on the dog, which was very uncomfortable.

"You're also from the Beaver Clan?" Mo Chen asked lightly.

"Just call me Frost. Shuang'er adjusted her mentality and took back the positive color of Meigong.

Mo Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, her answer was a little ambiguous, neither pointing out that she belonged to the beaver clan, nor did she explicitly say that she didn't belong here.

"What about the two girls?" Mo Chen was a little dissatisfied with the woman's answer, his expression was a little cold, and his eyes were fixed on Shuang'er's face.

He is not familiar with the woman, and he is not interested in going around with her, he still has a lot of things to do, and he doesn't want to waste time here.

"......" After Shuang'er felt that she was being targeted by Mo Chen, her heart instantly surged several times faster, and the qi and blood all over her body almost exploded and swelled out of her body.

At this moment, she knew that Mochen's realm was far from being her enemy.

"The two elder sisters are outside the formation boundary, fighting against the invasion of the Yin Spirit. Shuang'er completely collected her thoughts, and her sitting posture was also a little more restrained.

"Yin Spirit, what is that, how many years has it been in the chaotic order now?" Mo Chen had a faint bad premonition in his heart.