The lake gradually calmed down, but the heart of the old man surnamed Meng rippled, and the scenes of the three of them relying on each other for their lives over the years appeared in front of him one by one, and there was a trace of amazement in his eyes for a while.

However, as he set his eyes on the lark fruit in the center of the lake, his gaze turned hot: "It's okay if they're all dead, this lark fruit is my own." ”

As long as you swallow this fruit and refine the qi of the five elements, you will have a greater grasp of building a foundation, and once you build a foundation successfully, it will be a hundred years of vitality.

Thinking of this, the old man surnamed Meng shot towards the island in the center of the lake.

However, at this moment, bubbles began to bubble on the originally calm lake in front of the old man surnamed Meng, and the next moment the water surface exploded into the sky, and a figure swept into the air, and a manic and violent spiritual power fluctuated suddenly, and it was actually ten layers of qi training.

Seeing this, the cultivator surnamed Meng was shocked in his heart, and his swift figure suddenly stopped, and he looked at the figure in the air.

The man looked extremely miserable at this time, his clothes were torn in many places, and under the influence of spiritual power fluctuations, stripes flew around, revealing the snow-white skin full of scars inside.

The originally delicate face was also covered with blood, and a pair of eyes were fierce, which made her look three points more hideous.

"Mo... Mo Huan!"

The old man surnamed Meng's pupils shrank, and his face was incredulous.

Geng Jinmu was desperately urged by him, and she already had the power of a mid-stage foundation building cultivator's blow, how could she still be alive?

Mo's face was like frost, and his scattered hair danced wildly, almost crushing his silver teeth: "Old thing, you are looking for death..."

As he spoke, Mo Huan raised his right palm, and the majestic spiritual power in his body began to condense.

The old man surnamed Meng was in a daze, and two Vajra talismans and three golden bell talismans were slapped on his body one after another, and then he saw two four-armed angry King Kong appear behind him, and three Zhangxu Golden Bells were covered on his body, the golden light was shining, and a heavy aura was violently emanated.

Mo Huan saw it in his eyes, but he showed a touch of sarcasm, and when his spiritual power was completely condensed, he suddenly noticed a green light piercing out of the water, and Mo Huan immediately retreated.

I saw that the green mangs were really a small sword, extremely fast and penetrating, instantly penetrating through the three golden bell shields, breaking the protection of King Kong, inserting it into the old man's eyebrows, leaving only a short sword hilt outside.

The next moment, a ghostly blue spiritual fire ignited on the top of the small sword, and the old man surnamed Meng was burned into ashes before he could scream in an instant, leaving only a white bag with a good texture.

As soon as the bag fell, the water vapor on the lake below it suddenly boiled violently, and a figure exploded out of the water, and after holding the bag in his hand, it slowly fell on the surface of the lake, it was Chen Mo, who claimed to be Mochen.

The whole process was completed in one go, only in an instant, Mo Huan saw it in his eyes, and secretly said that the little sword was sharp and the spiritual fire was domineering.

And although the cultivator surnamed Mo in front of her only has six levels of Qi cultivation, he is ruthless and decisive, and his actions are like thunder and lightning, and this kind of heart makes her think highly of Chen Mo by three points.

But what shocked her was that this person also received a blow from Gengjinmu.

You must know that the spiritual power in her body at this time is comparable to the tenth layer of Qi training, relying on rare magic weapons such as the Thick Earth Bell to take it, what kind of means is hidden by this cultivator surnamed Mo in front of her?

Looking at Chen Mo, who also looked miserable, a trace of jealousy rose in Mo Huan's heart, and he secretly calculated in his heart that the spiritual power should be able to recover before the spiritual power of the tenth layer of Qi cultivation dissipated, but it would take a little time.

Thinking of this, she will observe Chen Mo carefully.

At this time, Chen Mo was also miserable, his clothes had already been shattered, blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth, the muscles with clear lines of his ribs were also full of scars, and the spiritual armor on his chest was completely destroyed, revealing the snow-white inner armor that protected the vital point inside.

Chen Mo was secretly glad that if he didn't have this inner armor, his fate would have been explained, thinking of this, he felt a little grateful to the dead Hu Zongquan in his heart.

Tethering the white gon to his waist, Chen Mo threw a whitening pill into his mouth, and the spiritual power condensed into the mulberry leaf mark on the back of his hand, and suddenly the purple light enveloped him, feeling the injury that was slowly recovering, Chen Mo calculated in his heart how long it would take to recover his combat strength.

After doing this, Chen Mo also looked at Mo Huan, and said with a slight smile on his face: "Fang Cai is really dangerous!"

Looking at Mo Huan's scarred cheeks, Chen Mo's smile converged, his brows furrowed high, and a distressed look appeared on his face: "This old man Meng is really vicious, and he can do it to a beautiful woman like Miss Mo." ”

As soon as Chen Mo touched his hand, there was already an amethyst jade box in his hand, and a painful color appeared on his face.

Mo really can't bear to see the girl so miserable, this jade box contains a resurrection and beauty pill, which Mo spent three hundred medium-grade spirit stones to auction at an auction house, hoping that Miss Mo will not dislike it. ”

As he spoke, Chen Mo threw it at Mo Huan with a sincere face.

Mo Huan saw Chen Mo's expression in his eyes, his eyes flashed with essence, he chuckled, the jade hand touched the bag, he had changed into a shirt, and at the same time covered his face with his sleeves, and the next moment the scars on his face were gone, looking at the flying jade box, Mo Huan slapped towards the void, and the jade box turned back to Chen Mo halfway.

Pulling the hair, Mo Huan said softly: "Mo Huan thank Brother Mo for his kindness here, this injury is nothing to Mo Huan, and this beauty pill is too valuable, Mo Huan really deserves it." ”

Mo Huan's words made Chen Mo's face feel lost for a while, and looking at the jade box that was slowly returning, he sighed softly: "Yang Yan Dan, Yang Yan Dan, since the beauty doesn't want to keep you, what's the use of me keeping you?"

Saying that, Chen Mo also slapped lightly towards the void, and the jade box fell into the lake, splashed, and slowly sank to the bottom of the lake.

Seeing Chen Mo's actions, Mo Huan felt more and more mysterious in her heart, the light in her eyes flowed, and she said softly for a moment: "If Brother Mo really has the intention of pity and cherishing the jade, I hope that Brother Mo can return the Gengjin Mu to Mo Huan, this Gengjin Mu was deceived from Mo Huan back then, and it has an inseparable meaning for Mo Huan." ”

Saying that, Mo Huan had a pitiful look on his face, and a trace of haze appeared in his eyes.

Seeing this, Chen Mo only snorted, and then opened the topic and said: "Miss Mo, according to Mo's experience, this lark fruit is about to ripen in the near future, and when the time comes, my aunt and I will each take one, and we will go our separate ways." ”

As soon as Chen Mo's words fell, Mo Huan's disordered spiritual power finally calmed down, and a smile lifted up at the corner of her mouth, and then she pouted: "I thought that Brother Mo was a real man who knew how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, but he didn't want to be like those stingy stinky men." ”

Mo Huan giggled, his face seemed to be coquettish and slightly angry, with a look of pity when I saw it, his arms were raised like willows, and he drove the slender jade hand like a boneless, as if he was a daughter, and patted Chen Mo so gently.