At this time, the puppet puppet seemed to feel Mo Chong looking at it, and suddenly turned half of its body mechanically, raised its hand, and raised the teacup in its hand. The other hand beckoned to Mo Chong, as if he wanted to invite Mo Chong to have a cup of tea.

Seeing the puppet's actions, Mo Chong's face changed, but he didn't make any moves. The puppet held up the teacup and waited for a while, then slowly shook its head again, turned around again, and began to grab the teapot and pour it for itself.

Mo Chong stood outside the door and watched the puppet's movements, and after a long while, he raised his feet and continued to move forward. On both sides of the road ahead, there are naturally more houses. Some houses have doors open and some closed. Some houses have puppets, others are empty, but wherever there are puppets, the puppets will react to passing Ink Chong.

It's a weird feeling. It was as if he had suddenly entered a world of dolls, with a pair of eyes above his head staring at him. The owner of the eyes. is using his preferences to manipulate this qiē in front of him.

"Shh ”

A slight sound suddenly reached Mo Chong's ears. Since entering this big city, Mo Chong heard a sound for the first time, and immediately stepped a little and swept in the direction where the sound came from.

Under a tall courtyard wall in front of you, a large school of swimming fish gathered. The voice Mo Chong heard came from here.

Mo Chong's approach attracted the attention of some swimming fish, and a small number of swimming fish immediately swam away from a distance, and most of the swimming fish still ignored the approaching Mo Chong and continued to coax something.

Mo Chong frowned slightly. Suddenly, he looked up, and a huge fireball appeared in his palm. Something in the water. There is no one who is not afraid of the heat. After feeling the blazing heat coming from the fireball. The schools of fish that were crowding and looting immediately dispersed. All at once, they revealed what they were enclosing in.

A skeleton. To be precise, it was a fresh skeleton, and there was not much flesh on the skeleton, but the remnants of flesh were still dark red. Apparently the owner of the skeleton died not long ago. There was no one else in the city besides him.

Mo Chong slowly walked in front of the bones, gently picked up one of the bones' severed hand, and just glanced at it, his face changed slightly. Knotting period. Judging by the texture of the bones. The skeleton in front of him was at least a monk in the Dan stage before his death.

Naturally, the monks of the Yudan period will not be killed by those swimming fish who do not have the slightest mana. How did he die?

Mo Chong's gaze fell on the rest of the items on the skeleton's body. Tattered black clothes, there is nothing to study. On the waist of the black clothes, there is no storage bag, only a pair of boots, and there is a faint spiritual light. His boots were supposed to be a magic weapon or magic weapon, but they were damaged at this point.

"Was he killed for money?" Mo Chong frowned. If so, it fits well with the image of the skeleton. So, in this city. In addition to him and the monk who was already dead in front of him, there was a third party?

Those who will seek wealth and kill in this place. This city must be familiar with it, otherwise it would not rashly attack others. Find him, or you can find out what this place is and what is strange.

Mo Chong's eyes flashed, and he reached out and pulled the black clothes on the skeleton. He wanted to find more clues about the man who did it from the bones. And with a pull, the black clothes were torn apart, and something fell out of it. It turned out that there were other things hidden in the black clothes.

Mo Chong reached out and picked up the falling thing. This is also a thin silk. The thin silk is similar to the thin silk in his hand, and there is also a piece of white bone wrapped in it. It's just that this white bone is much larger than the white bone in Mo Chong's hand, and it should be a cervical vertebrae.

"Is the person in front of him the same as himself??He just came after the map on the thin silk, but he gave his life here?Is this place a trap?' Mo Chong's eyes flickered, and his face suddenly changed, and he suddenly turned back. He immediately saw a ghostly black figure cowering around the corner.

This black figure is obviously not a puppet that can be found everywhere in the city, but a real person. This person was taken aback when he saw Mo Chong Huo Ran turn his head. But soon with a sneer, he walked out of his hiding place.

This is an old man dressed in black, with a thin face and a gloomy face. As soon as he walked out of his hiding place, the mana on the black-clothed old man's body surged unscrupulously, and at the same time, he 'swished' several times, and nine black knife magic weapons that were more than a foot long flew out in a row, circling and flying outside him. Apparently, he was ready to fight with Mo.

Mo Chong was silent for a moment and said, "Before you start, can you ask a few questions first?" ”

The old man in black sneered, "You ask." ”

Mo Chong said: "What kind of place is this? Who started to arrange it? Don't tell me that this is an ancient ruin." If it were an ancient ruin, the puppet puppets in the city that were driven by spirit stones would have failed a long time ago and would not have survived until now. ”

The old man in black frowned and said, "You didn't even know what place this place was?

"The other party really knows the origin of this place?" Mo Chong's heart moved, and said, "Oh, Your Excellency knows the origin of this place, can you explain it to me?"

The old man in black snorted coldly and said, "This question, you can ask someone else when you get to Huangquan Road!" As he spoke, the mana on his body soared, and the nine black knives that were circling and flying outside him immediately 'swished', and a burst of brain shot towards Mo Chong.

Mo Chong naturally wouldn't be hit by such a simple attack, but with a slight step under his feet, he could easily dodge the black knife that came from the roar.

"Hmph. ”

The old man in black flashed his eyes, and with a spell in his hand, the nine black knives immediately turned around and rushed towards Mo again. He didn't know if it was to save mana, or he felt that Mo Chong's strength was not good, and he didn't mean to use other means, just urged the magic weapon to attack.

The other party didn't use all his strength, and Mo Chong naturally didn't show his true skills, but just kept dodging, and said in his mouth: "What kind of place is this place?

When the old man in black heard this, he sneered and said, "Hmph, the fisherman is profitable? That also depends on whether he has the ability to do this!"

When Mo Chong heard this, his heart moved. Is there anyone else here besides the old man in black in front of him and the dead monk behind him?(To be continued......)