Rebirth Douluo My Martial Soul is the Twelve Talismans

More than a dozen people followed Mo Xie to the edge of the cliff. When they looked down, they were so frightened that they backed away.

"Little brother, that person shouldn't be at the bottom of the cliff, right?" said a plump fat man.

"Well, yes and no." Mo Xie replied.

This ambiguous answer made more than a dozen people look at each other and Mo Xie with some displeasure.

"Boy, are you kidding me?"

"That's right, did you bring us here just to see the scenery?"

Several old men started talking, and they were all angry that Mo Xie had deceived them.

"No, no, no, you have to go down to see this person." Mo Xie showed a smile on his lips and looked at the dozen or so people in front of him.

"Go down? Do you want to kill us?" said a thin young man.

"Hey, finally one of them figured it out, but it's too late. Haven't you all been tricked by me?" Mo Xie looked at the young man and said.

"run!"

I don't know who said it, and a dozen people immediately ran down the mountain. After all, they had been exhausted by beauty for a long time, and they were exhausted when they climbed to the top of the mountain. An old man in the middle was exhausted, and the sole of his foot slipped. Several people slipped down.

The people at the back didn't care about the life and death of the people in front, so they just stepped on their bodies.

"He ran pretty fast. It's a pity. Did you think you could run away?" Mo Xie said as he looked at several people.

Looking at the people who were panicking, Mo Xie appeared in front of them, looked at them with a playful expression and said, "Haha, you dare to take pictures of my people. This makes me very angry."

"Sell? Could it be an auction house? Why did the damn auction house take it out and sell it without anyone knowing about it?" A middle-aged man with a pale face shivered at Mo Xie in front of him, and rolled back. .

"Ah~ little brother, please forgive me, we shouldn't take pictures of your people." A man with a beard on his face said.

"Yes, yes, little brother, tell me who took the photo, and I will send someone to help you bring it back." said an old man.

"Send them back? If they are sent back, you will not be the only ones. I will send your whole family on their way." Mo Xie said.

"Huh?" More than a dozen people were confused. It turned out that they didn't sell it. What's the point of asking them if they didn't sell it?

"Little brother, little ancestor, please let us go." The old man said.

"Let you go, how is this possible? After playing for so many years, you should have had enough fun now. I will send you to see the Buddha right now." Mo Xie said.

"Buddha?" More than a dozen people looked at Mo Xie with wide eyes. They felt that there was already a man named Buddha waiting for them at the bottom of the cliff.

"Little brother, have mercy on us, we can't see the Buddha, we can't see the Buddha!" ​​said the pale-faced man.

"No, no, no, Duobao said that Xitian is in short supply of talents and is waiting for you to contribute to Xitian!" Mo Xie walked towards them step by step and said.

Looking at Mo Xie's kind smile, more than a dozen people were so frightened that their legs became numb and they all backed away.

At this time, the old man on the ground had not gotten up yet. He just breathed a sigh of relief when more than a dozen people stepped on him.

"Ah~ you bastards, don't step on me!" the old man said angrily.

A fat man stepped on the old man's belly with his pig's trotters, and said timidly: "I'm sorry, you're in the way."

"I..." The old man was speechless. His legs were not good and he fell. Can you blame him?He hadn't yet blamed these people for blocking the road.

Mo Xie looked at the dozens of people who were panicking and said with a smile: "Haha, this game has just begun!"

Mo Xie suddenly appeared in front of the person running in front, stretched out his hand under the astonished gaze of the person, and grabbed his neck.

"Uh~, put... put... your hand..." The man struggled desperately and slapped Mo Xie's arm with his own hand.

Mo Xie looked at him with a smile, grabbed the man's neck and walked to the edge of the cliff, hung him on the cliff, and then let go of his hand.

"Ah~" the man shouted and fell down.

The sound made other people turn their heads. When they saw Mo Xie on the edge of the cliff, they collapsed in fear. Even so, they crawled with their own hands.

"Who's next?" Mo Xie said, looking at the people in front of him.

"No... don't!" a frightened and incontinent man shouted.

Unfortunately, it was of no use. Mo Xie sent them one by one to see the Buddha, and soon only the old man was left who had been stepped on countless times.

Mo Xie walked up to him, knelt down and looked at him and said, "Old man, you are the only one left now. Should I send you to see the Buddha, or should you go to see the Buddha yourself."

The old man looked at Mo Xie's fair and fair face and already scolded the guy called Buddha bloody.

"I...I..." Just as the old man was about to say something, he felt like he couldn't breathe. He quickly covered his chest and stretched out his hands in pain. After a while, his whole body collapsed.

Mo Xie looked at the old man in front of him in confusion, and stretched out his hand to feel his breath.

"Huh? He's not breathing. Why did he die before I even made a move?" Mo Xie said with a depressed look.

In order to prevent him from pretending to die and escape, Mo Xie threw his body directly towards the cliff.

"Boy, you are so poisonous!" the old man yelled unwillingly.

"Huh? It turned out to be a fake death, but luckily I paid attention." Mo Xie muttered, looking in the direction of the cliff.

After seeing that these guys were dealt with, Mo Xie didn't stay much and rushed back to the hotel overnight.

As soon as Mo Xie entered the door, the hotel owner ran over, hugged Mo Xie's thigh and cried: "Sir, you are finally back, please settle the bill quickly."

Mo Xie looked at the boss holding his thigh in confusion, and asked with some confusion: "Boss, I've only been away for two days, there's no need to be so exaggerated, right?"

"Isn't it an exaggeration? This must be an exaggeration. Guest, come with me." The boss pulled Mo Xie to the door of a room.

"The guest hopes that you can withstand the blow." The boss looked at Mo Xie and hesitated.

"Don't worry, I can withstand the blow." Mo Xie responded.

The boss nodded and opened the door. A burst of fragrance wafted out of the room, which made Mo Xie feel bad.

"Eh? Brother, why are you back? Come and eat together quickly." Xiaoya held the chicken leg in her left hand and the steamed bun in her right hand, still sucking the noodles in her mouth.

"How long has she been eating Lingling?" Mo Xie asked with a dark face as he looked at Ye Lingling sitting next to Xiaoya.

"Mo Mo, she hasn't stopped coming since you left." Ye Lingling said with some embarrassment.

"Boss, how much did she eat?" Mo Xie looked at the boss expressionlessly.

"Not much. I'm scared of this girl. Most of the steamed buns cost only 500 million gold soul coins." The boss said and hugged Mo Xie's thigh tightly.

"Five...five million?" Mo Xie's body almost trembled, and he said with a cold face, "Boss, are you in need of a wife?"

"Huh? That's missing!" The boss's eyes lit up, he looked at Ye Lingling sitting next to Xiaoya, and smiled honestly.

"Then what do you think of that one who keeps eating in his mouth?" Mo Xie said coldly.