"Thank you!" Ye Yao had sincere gratitude on her face: "If it weren't for you, I'm afraid we would all be dead, and this immortal cultivation order wouldn't be able to be kept." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Speaking of this, Ye Yao took out the blue immortal cultivation order in his arms in the reluctant eyes of the students of Beiyue Academy: "This is the immortal cultivation order, you can accept it!"

That is an immortal cultivation order, not a piece of scrap iron, at the moment when this immortal cultivation order was taken out by Ye Yao, the eyes of a group of students from Beiyue Academy were full of greed, but when they thought of the horror of the man in front of them, although they were unwilling, they didn't dare to say anything.

Chu Mo's eyes lit up slightly, he glanced at Ye Yao up and down, and he didn't reach out to pick it up, but asked, "Are you willing?"

Ye Yao shook her head gently: "Reluctantly, but if it weren't for you, not only this immortal cultivation order, but also our lives would be gone, so how could we talk about cultivating immortals?"

No one can stand the temptation of cultivating immortals, if you have an immortal order, you can enter the immortal path, you can live forever, who in this world can stand it?

Smiling slightly, Chu Mo turned around and left: "I promised Bei Ao, I won't want the immortal cultivation order in Beihai District, you better go back quickly!"

Ye Yao was slightly stunned, and wanted to say something, but that Chu Mo turned around and left without giving her room to speak, biting her lower lip lightly, and looked deeply at Yan Chumo's departing back.

At this moment, a different kind of thought sprouted in his heart, and after glancing at the students of Beiyue Academy, Ye Yao said in a low voice: "Go, hurry back to the academy as soon as possible, I'm afraid there will be changes on the road!"

The order of cultivating immortals is in his body, and no one dares to relax until the last moment, Ye Yao and the others dare not relax, this time it is Chu Mo, what about the next time? Who can save themselves?

Chu Mo didn't care about Ye Yao and the others, one person and one sword, looking at the empty wilderness, but Chu Mo stopped.

"It's time to go and talk to Mo Wuyan!" There are still three days to go to the rooftop, Chu Mo doesn't want to drag it out, you must know that it will take at least one day to rush from the Western Regions to the Qibi Mountain Range to ascend the rooftop.

Thinking of this, Chu Mo turned around and walked towards the headquarters of the Ruthless Palace, his steps were slow along the way, and it seemed that the speed was very slow, but every time he stepped out, it was dozens of meters away, and in the blink of an eye, he had disappeared in this wilderness.

Luojia Village, originally an ordinary small village, was originally a paradise for men and women to weave, but because of this ten-year rebellion, it became devastated, and there were remnants and broken walls everywhere.

The fire burned, the ground was littered with dead corpses, stumps, severed arms, everywhere, and the sound of wailing was everywhere.

There were warriors, but more often than not, it was the innocent villagers.

Two days ago, an immortal cultivation order fell here, and a large number of martial artists flocked to it, although these villagers did not have the slightest martial arts cultivation, but Luojia Village, which had turned into a battlefield, still did not give them the protection they deserved.

Overnight, Luojia Village has turned into a Shura hell!

Chu Mo leaned on the corner of a collapsed wall, he didn't move, he had been standing here for more than two hours, although his eyes seemed a little casual, but his eyes were firmly fixed on the little girl who was kneeling on the ground and staring at the two corpses in front of him.

If I am not mistaken, the two bodies should be the parents of the little girl, but they are about eleven or twelve years old, and the little girl who has experienced the destruction of her home and the loss of her mother has not even shed a tear.

The immature face was pitch black, and a pair of eyes were already extremely red, reflecting the firelight, and the figure of the little girl looked a little swaying.

She was not sad, Chu Mo could clearly feel the deep sadness from her thin back, but despite this, the little girl's face was still full of strength.

More than two hours ago, the remaining group of warriors frantically pursued the only remaining group of villagers, including the little girl's parents.

Although Chu Mo arrived at this small village at the last moment, she still did not have time to rescue her parents in the end, and she could only save the skinny little girl.

Chu Mo thought that he was not a good person, but for a moment, he seemed to see his own shadow in this little girl, and there was an inexplicable sadness.

"Perhaps, it's because he has a similar fate to him, right?" Chu Mo smiled self-deprecatingly.

The child of this body also lost his parents because of the ten-year rebellion, and he survived because of luck, if it weren't for the system, I'm afraid he wouldn't even have a chance to kill an ugly person!

Glancing at the little girl who was still kneeling in front of the two corpses and falling into grief, Chu Mo turned around and left, what he could do had already been done, he, it was time to go to the Hall of Ruthlessness!

"Take me away!"

The little girl, who had never made a sound from beginning to end, had a somewhat hoarse voice, and although she was kneeling, her red eyes were staring at Chu Mo tightly, full of resolute looks.

The footsteps stopped, Chu Mo turned to look at the little girl, and his tone was flat: "Why?"

"Because you're a warrior!"

Chu Mo smiled, looking at the little girl in front of him who faced him but did not back down at all, as if he saw some joke: "Just because of this?"

The little girl lowered her head, looked at the two corpses that had been out of breath for a long time, a trace of sadness flashed on her face, and her voice was a little hoarse when she raised her head: "Even more because you saved me, you have to take me away! I have no relatives!"

"But I'm not your relative!" Chu Mo wanted to see how this little girl wanted to convince herself.

"Yes, you're not, but the moment you saved me, you already had an inseparable relationship with me, either kill me or take me away!"

What kind of eyes were they, the moment they saw these eyes, it seemed that a shadow slowly overlapped with the little girl.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll kill you?" Chu Mo's voice was a little cold, and even contained murderous aura.

The little girl trembled, the murderous aura of an innate martial artist, no matter how deliberately she suppressed it, it was not something that a mortal little girl could resist.

The immature face, which was already a little pale and colorless, was as terrible as a blank piece of paper at this moment, clenching her teeth, and a trace of blood overflowed along the dry thin lips, but the little girl's eyes staring at Chu Mo were already the best answer.

"Tell me, why do you want to follow me, I want to listen to the truth!" Chu Mo's voice was extremely cold.

"Revenge!" The little girl clenched her teeth, her voice trembling because of her resistance to Chu Mo's murderous aura, and she couldn't even hear it clearly.

Call~

The little girl exhaled softly, only to feel that the oppression that was as heavy as Mount Tai suddenly disappeared without a trace, although her back was already covered with cold sweat.

"Name!"

"Luo Xiaomeng!" the little girl raised her head, and her face was different from that of her peers.

"I'm talking about who killed your parents!" Chu Mo frowned.

"One of the eight major forces, the Bai family warrior!" The little girl's face was full of anger, but she saw her parents die in front of her eyes, and if she could suppress it, she was already beyond ordinary people.

"Give you an hour to dispose of your parents' bodies, and then, let's go!" Chu Mo turned around and left after saying this.

"Where are you going?" Luo Xiaomeng stood up and wiped the ashes off her face.

"Where are you going?" Chu Mo chuckled, but his tone was a little hideous: "Kill!"