prince emperor corpse

Bermuba looked at Mo Rang excitedly. According to his observation, this tower owner must be very rich. It seems that he will not suffer any disadvantages if he follows him for the time being.

Mo Rang's eyes dimmed in the shadows.

He got up and took out a few dishes of steaming side dishes from an inconspicuous food box next to him, plus a pot of fragrant wine.

"Is this sweet-scented osmanthus?" Bermuda was surprised. "I haven't drunk for a long time, today is thanks to you, dear friend."

Bermuba hurriedly picked up the flagon, he had been hungry for an unknown amount of time, but he really missed the taste of good food and wine.

Without pouring a cup for Mo Rang, he hurriedly poured it into his own mouth.

Life is full of joy, so that the gold is empty for the moon.

He has never been a person who would wrong himself...

"Gulu Gulu..." After drinking a pot of wine, Bermubai became confused.

"Huh?" He shook his head vigorously, his eyes were confused, "Why am I still drunk?"

He couldn't figure it out, isn't he already dead!How could the body of this murderous corpse...

"Xiaobai~"

Mo Rang's voice reached his ears. He seemed to have heard such a helpless tone before!

He raised his head slowly and looked at Mo Rang, only to realize that he was thinking too much and had hallucinations.

"Mine!" Bermubai stretched out his hand, and without hesitation slapped Mo Rang's hand that wanted to hold the flagon?

Think of his majestic Yuhuashan ancestor, when did people see his downcast appearance.

Now, drinking a pot of wine has to look like a fake face?

Before entering the world of cultivation, he was the prince of the world, enjoying all the glory and wealth.

Entering the realm of comprehension is also very talented, the journey is smooth, and there are many good teachers and friends, and he has never suffered any hardships.

If it wasn't for going to a friend's appointment, how could he be almost wiped out by the thunderbolt.

Hey, good fortune in the world tricks people, why doesn't he enjoy himself in time!

Think of the initiator of all this.Bai Mubai cursed unwillingly: "Stupid Liyuan, I don't want to see you in my life~ Why don't you get struck by lightning, I really hate it!"

"You're drunk." Mo Rang's eyes were deep, and there were cracks on his expressionless face.

He doesn't have time, drink and chat with him here and talk drunk!

"Not drunk~" Bermubai got up from the chair and retorted loudly.

As soon as the words were finished, there was a "boom!"fell to the ground.

"Three cups down~" Mo Rang sighed.

"I don't want him to be in trouble, so you follow me." Mo Rang looked down at the carrion bird.

"Jie!" The carrion bird seemed to understand what he said, Heibuliuqiu rolled his eyes, and walked towards Mo Rang.

The seven-story pagoda of the Nine-story Mountain shone with a dazzling light.

After seeing this light, the rest of the tower owners rushed towards the seven-story tower.

Yesterday, the master of the seventh-story pagoda took the black egg and sealed the pagoda gate.

Today, the tower door opened, presumably the hatching of the black egg has progressed.

Everyone rushed to the Seventh Floor Mountain in a hurry, just in time to see the leader of the Seventh Floor Pagoda, Mo Rang, flying down from the top of the Seventh Floor Pagoda, stepping on a black bird.

When the carrion bird first hatched, it was less than three feet tall.

At the moment when Bermuda was rolling around, the scavenging bird had already eaten the eggshell, and its stature suddenly grew to seven feet.

Flying down from the top of the tower, cast a big shadow on the ground.

"Click!" With a sound, the scavenging bird fell to the ground.

Its claws are sharp, and it only lands lightly on the ground.It shattered the floor.

"Brother Mo, is this the egg?" Gu Yueqing walked over, but didn't dare to get too close.

"Hmm~" Mo Rang nodded, as an acknowledgment.

It was indeed an egg, but not that egg.

If they found out that the black egg hatched a dark person, they didn't know what kind of trouble would be caused.

This is a secret that can't be told~

Otherwise, not only him, but even Nine Layers Mountain will be coveted by various forces.

With this carrion-eating bird as a shield, it can be regarded as preventing some disasters for Nine Layers Mountain!

"The scavenging bird is still a descendant of the king, not bad!" Gu Wubo, the master of the eight-story pagoda, stroked his beard in satisfaction, his eyes showing admiration.

He had also been to Xuanming Youjing when he was young, but he didn't have the chance like Mo Rang.

"Brother Mo, the disciples of the Dongwu Pavilion are still showing off to me that Shen Changxi has won the phoenix. This bird looks no worse than the phoenix at all~" Gu Nianqing looked at the black bird excitedly.

I was so angry with the birds in my heart, but I finally managed to get out.

"That's right, will she, Shen Changxi, dare to look down on Big Brother Mo in the future?" Gu Huaiyi said indignantly.

"What are you talking about!" Gu Yueqing slapped the younger brother's head with a slap, it's really a pot that can't be opened and a pot to be lifted!

"I, I'm sorry, Brother Mo, I didn't mean it~" After being slapped by Gu Yueqing, Gu Huaiyi realized that he said something wrong.

He scratched his head and apologized to Mo Rang in embarrassment.

"It's okay~" Mo Rang didn't care.

All the tower owners looked at the carrion bird beside Mo Rang with joy.

"Tower Master, the seven-storey pagoda has got scavenging birds now, is there a need for a document, so as to avoid too many speculations from the various sects?"

Qiu Huanong, the master of the four-story pagoda, is an elegant and dignified middle-aged woman, who usually takes care of etiquette and education.

What she said behind the scenes was nothing more than wanting to take the position of the master of the seventh-story pagoda.

"There's no need to do anything extra, why do I need to tell the world about my internal affairs in Nine Layers Mountain?"

The master of the six-story pagoda, Meng Kuang, is a tall, burly, arrogant middle-aged man who lives up to his name, with a beard covering most of his face.

Apart from the pagoda master of the eighth floor, he is the one with the deepest qualifications in the Nine Floor Mountains.

He never thought about it, but fell behind Mo Rang, a young man, and this has always made him brood.

Not to mention, Mo Rang is still a person who hasn't even awakened his instinctive talent.

If this matter is made public, wouldn't it make people in the world laugh at him that there is no one to use Nine Layers Mountain?

He, Meng Kuang, still can't swallow that breath, and can't afford to lose that person.

"You don't need to bother everyone with such trivial matters." Mo Rang said, "Besides, the world is not fair, so I always have to go out for a walk."

Mo Rang didn't want to stir up civil strife in Nine Layers Mountain.

The position of the tower master, six and seven, are just a number~

Scavenger birds are still juveniles and need more food to feed.

Of course, it is impossible for Nine Layers Mountain to have so much food to support.

So, every night when night comes, Mo Rang has an extra task of releasing birds.

Although Gu Yueqing's three siblings are happy to help.

But the scavenger-eating birds have not lost their ferocity, and without Mo by their side, they absolutely cannot get any closer~

Of course these are later stories.

After sending off the crowd, Mo Rang returned to the top of the seven-storey pagoda, but he didn't see Xiao Bai's figure.

Only in the center of the hall was a black coffin.

A carrion bird flew in through the window and flopped in front of the coffin.He pecked vigorously with his mouth.

"You said he was inside?" Mo Rang understood what the carrion bird meant.

The scavenger nodded.He pecked harder at the wood and kept shaking it, making Bermuba unable to sleep at all.

"Crash!" With a sound, the coffin board slid open.

"Fu Niu, if you keep quarreling, I'll throw you to feed the fish." Bermubai sat up from the coffin with an angry expression on his face!

His uncle, he has practiced day and night for decades, and finally came out, so we can't let him sleep well! ! !

'Fu Niu.How poor is this person's naming skills! Mo Rang glanced at the scavenging bird and didn't want to speak.

"Go aside!" Bermubai slapped the carrion bird on the head, lying down, the coffin board slid up, and continued to sleep in his deep sleep!

"Jie!" The carrion bird yelled at Mo Rang aggrievedly.

That meaning seems to say: Bermuda usually treats it like this.

Mo Rang turned around and took out the box containing the ingredients.

Open the box, like a magic trick, take out a plate of delicacies with all kinds of color, fragrance and taste.

Bermuba had just laid down, but was aroused by the fragrance floating in the air.

His internal organs have been empty for decades, but they can't be filled with just a little bit.

"Crash!" With a sound, the boards of the coffin that had just been built slid open.

Bermubai stepped out of the coffin with a smile on his face, "Brother, is it time for dinner?"

He naturally stepped over to the table and sat down, waiting for Mo Rang to finish everything.

Like a master, he said: "My dear brother, you are very polite, I would like to offer you a toast."

He picked up the wine jug, filled the wine glass, and was about to offer a toast to the person opposite.

"Wait," Mo Rang interrupted Bermubai's movements, "Aren't you going to explain clearly?"

"What are you going to explain?" Bermuda put down his wine glass with a look of pity on his face.

Such fragrant wine, he wants to drink it after smelling it~

"origin?"

"Origin~" Bermuda frowned, this is really hard to explain.

A flash of light suddenly flashed in his mind, and Bermubai half leaned over, jokingly, "What is there to explain, am I not your person now?"

Thinking of his majestic Yuhuashan Patriarch, being contracted is really embarrassing for him.

However, throwing the problem to him is a good choice!

"Indeed," Bermubai's words pleased Mo Rang very well.

He raised his chin slightly, the corners of his mouth were filled with warmth, and even his voice was full of spring breeze, as if a flower hidden deep in his heart suddenly bloomed, "Remember what you said."

"Uh, oh!" Bermubai was stunned, a little unable to react, the gentle voice just now was spoken by the naughty boy opposite.

"Drink." Mo Rang didn't stop this time, "Just have a drink."

"What!" Bai Mubai just picked up the wine glass, and when he heard Mo Rang's words, he was instantly annoyed, "Boy, you can't be so stingy. Having me by your side is a blessing you have cultivated in eight lifetimes!"

Bermubai stood up and looked down at Mo Rang: If his strength was still there, he would have to skin him.

Oh, by the way, this kid's face is not so good. If he accidentally dies one day, he will be a target of many possessed rebirths!

"Blessing or disaster, which one do you think is more suitable for you?" Mo Rang raised his eyes indifferently, rubbing his fingers against the wine glass.

Those penetrating eyes seemed to see through what Bermuba was thinking...

"I'm in the same group as you now, if you say that about me, it's going to hurt your face~" Bermuba sat down carelessly, and immediately raised one of his legs.

As for upbringing, when he entered the cultivation world, he was completely thrown away in the mortal world.

Not to mention, the inhuman torture that followed.

To be honest, he could survive this way, even he himself felt that this was an accident~