[Xiu Xian] The little cute master who has a headache every day

Just when Mu Xuanying was trapped in the harem, and was forced to welcome waves of little beauties, big beauties, and old beauties who "asked for warmth", and when the beauty who claimed to be her own mother was blowing behind her, the storm on Lanyin Mountain... The law finally broke.

In the mountain, the pulsation of something seemed to stop suddenly, and after a while, it shattered.

Mo Yuxu stood in mid-air, watching the golden array covering the huge Lanyin Mountain suddenly shattered into dots and scattered, the corners of his lips finally curled up a little.

The [-]th is not too late.

Then you need to-

Mo Yu flipped his hand, and the Non-Yuan sword appeared in his hand.He raised the sword slightly, and the next moment, he turned around and slashed.

The cold and breathtaking sword intent suddenly burst out, and the brilliant sword power shocked the monsters all over the mountain into silence.The next moment, they watched in dumbstruck as Jun Shang, who had been unfamiliar since the thunder disaster, chopped down the big willow tree next to Lanruo Temple with his sword.

cut...

chopped? !

All the ghosts: (⊙o⊙)!

Their lord, the willow tree demon who has grown from grass to trees, has now chopped off his body! ! !

Yan Chixia slowly opened her mouth wide, almost able to swallow an egg.

These days, he can be regarded as knowing the Lord of Lan Ruo a little bit, and he doesn't know if he was stunned by that thunder robbery. In short, it is completely different from the rumors. His words and deeds are very independent, not like a demon cultivator, but on the contrary Like a real swordsman.

But he never dreamed that Mr. Mo's painting style would be so strange that he would cut off his own body if he disagreed!

Is the main body of the demon cultivator who has become a spirit from grass and trees so easy to chop?

Even if the strength reaches the level of the demon king, he wished he could hide his body tightly, for fear of any damage.But he was so lucky that he chopped off the main body with a sword.If Mo Yu is the rumored old godly woman who likes to eat men's energy, it's fine. Yan Chixia has to figure out how to get rid of demons and defend the way, but Mo Yu suits him very well, both in words and deeds. temper.Yan Chixia didn't say anything, but she already regarded him as a friend in her heart.

It's strange for Yan Chixia to accept her friend committing suicide in front of her eyes.

Yan Chixia broke down and shouted: "Mo Yu, are you crazy?" But she couldn't see her friend self-destruct, so she gritted her teeth and rummaged through her luggage—the bottle of pills that her master gave him when she went down the mountain. Where did the medicine go?

Mo Yu's expression remained unchanged, but a stream of blood slowly dripped from the corner of his mouth.He glanced up at the dark sky, and snorted coldly—it seemed that Fang Tiandao was going to tie his identity with the willow tree demon.Destroy the body and eat back at himself, but he doesn't pay attention to these pains.

The Willow Demon has practiced for hundreds of years, and its body is so thick that hundreds of people can't hold it together, and its roots have spread to all parts of Lanyin Mountain.But under Mo Yu's sword intent, the willow tree's thick body and leafy canopy were all reduced to dust, leaving only a stump less than one meter high.

Mo Yu raised his hand slightly, only to see a fist-sized, black thing flying in front of him.

That is the heart of the willow tree demon.

The essence of beasts and birds will form a demon core in the body, while the essence of grass and trees will condense the heart of trees and grass, which is the essence of the monster's body and honestly reflects the essence of its demon power.Mo Yu lowered his head and looked at the dark tree heart in front of him, with blood streaks lingering on it, thinking that the willow tree monster has done a lot of evil.

Mo Yu naturally despises this blackened tree heart, but he is not sure, if the body is already injured after being chopped off, destroying the tree heart will cause the cultivation base to regress.

Just when Mo Yu hesitated, the space around him suddenly fluctuated.

Mo Yu raised his eyebrows, and suddenly disappeared in the dark heart of the tree.

Mo Yu's expression didn't change, he just said slowly, "Er Mao."

There was a sudden sinking on the feet, only to see a five or six-year-old doll who did not know when to appear, holding Mo Yu's leg in one hand, and tightly clutching a green fruit-like thing in the other hand .He was wearing a red bellyband with the word "Fu" on his body, and a green jacket with cut-off sleeves, and two braids dangling on the top of his head.He looked up at an unusually pretty little face, smiled obsequiously, and said flatteringly: "Hello, host~ The host is handsome and handsome~~"

Mo Yu snorted softly, and reached out to grab Er Mao's collar.

Er Mao relaxed his hands and feet very cooperatively, allowing Mo Yu to catch himself in front of his eyes, his small face was smiling very lovably, he couldn't see his heart at all, he was broken at this moment.

The handsome, gentle and powerful savior, Mao Maoda, where are you woo woo woo...

If he had known that Mu Xuanying was not here, he would pretend to be dead when he said anything, cook quail silently, and would never poke his head rashly just because he sensed delicious energy.

Ermao realized that his career in this system was extremely bumpy and full of thorns.He heard that other systems can be domineering, sending out a task from time to time can make the host full of money.

But what about him?

Even if he had ten guts, he wouldn't dare to cheat the host casually... Even when he had to cheat, he was easy to talk and negotiate, so he wished he could kneel down and beg the host.

Er Mao dangled his feet, and the flattering smile on his face became more and more stiff under Mo Yu's faint gaze.Finally, with a mournful face, he stuffed the green fruit in his hand into his belly pocket, then raised his hand to cover his face, and said sullenly, "Please don't slap me in the face!"

Even with my toes, I know that disaster is imminent.

Lei Jieqian had vowed that he would definitely be able to protect brother Mu Xuanying, but just now, he had used [-]% of his strength to search for Mu Xuanying's location. During the days of dormancy, he seemed to... lost Mu Xuanying!

He lost the Daoist companion of the Great Demon King, his only backer.

Even if he loses himself, he can't lose Mu Xuanying.

Sadness is by no means enough to describe Er Mao's mood at the moment.

Mo Yu looked down at Er Mao who was determined to protect her face, curled the corners of her lips, and revealed a shallow but frightening smile.

Er Mao, who covered his face but kept his fingertips peeping at Mo Yu's expression, shivered.

Mo Yu raised his hand, patted Er Mao's head lightly, looked at the little face that was getting more and more frightened by his actions, and said slowly: "If you find Xuanying's trace within three days, you can say anything. If..." Mo Yu Yu looked at Ermao meaningfully, and you know the consequences.

Er Mao was shocked immediately, his eyes widened, and he said loudly: "I promise to complete the task!!"

I thought it was a death sentence, but unexpectedly, he still has a reprieve.

Suddenly felt that I had come alive.

Er Mao added: "As long as I have enough energy, I can speed up the upgrade, one day is enough! After the upgrade, you can have private chats within the team in the team mode." Er Mao clenched his fist, "No matter how far apart, as long as you are in the same position Inside, the host can talk to Brother Mao Mao!"

Mo Yu's expression softened a bit, he let go of his fingers, and said, "Very good."

I've been waiting for a month, and it's not bad for these three days.

He looked down at the little doll that was no higher than his knee height, thought for a while, then raised his hand to take off the ring on the little finger of his left hand, and threw it to Ermao.

Er Mao was holding the ring, and the characteristics of the system made him subconsciously scan the ring in his hand, and then his eyes lit up.

good stuff!

The ring made of mustard seeds is a top-grade spiritual weapon, and the inner space can hold ten orchid yin mountains.

Er Mao's eyes were shining: the host really has great luck, and the world that directly suppressed him to a dormant state is definitely above B-level.And there are so many good things in it, even if he is a system intelligence, he is so greedy.

The aura inside is so abundant that the inside of the ring is almost a paradise. If this is converted into energy for him to upgrade, he can reach A-level.

As he swallowed silently, Er Mao heard his master host say plainly: "You can use the spirit stones here, if they are not enough, it doesn't matter if you use the top-quality spirit veins directly."

Er Mao stared blankly at Mo Yu, as if he didn't hear clearly.

Mo Yu raised his eyebrows, and with a bit of hostility on his beautiful face, he said coldly, "Don't you understand?"

Ermao: "Understood, Ermao understands!" The dog leg smiled flatteringly, "The host is very relieved, the task will be completed!"

Ermao rolled away quickly. Before rolling off, he didn't forget to leave the green fruit behind.

To be precise, it is not the fruit, but the heart of the tree purified by Ermao's hands.The heart of the tree has lost three circles of weight. If it was a fist not long ago, it is now a plum.

Mo Yu weighed the heart of the tree in his hand. He could feel that since the appearance of Ermao, his connection with the identity of the tree demon seemed to be a little weaker. Due to the extremely fast recovery from the serious injury of the main body, it is now mostly healed .

So……

Mo Yu spread out his palms, and the blue wood fire was burning in his palms.With just a flick of the finger, Mu Zhonghuo was thrown onto the tree stump.Mo Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, and the next moment, the remnant body of the Willow Tree Demon burst into flames.The air was filled with the fragrance of plants and trees, and countless evil spirits with black aura dissipated in the fire in the wood.

Although Mu Zhonghuo claims to be the mildest kind of strange fire, under the urging of Mo Yu's spiritual power, it swallowed up the remaining body of the willow tree demon almost instantly, not even letting go of the roots that went deep into the ground .

The fire was so terrible, but it accurately avoided the other plants beside the willow tree without damaging it.

The heart of the tree is also being calcined by the wood-in-wood fire.

In the wood fire, the heart of the tree melts into liquid.The mass of liquid changed its shape in Mo Yu's eyes, and finally solidified into the shape of a ring.

Putting the rings made from the heart of the tree on the left and right index fingers, I really felt that the true energy that had been boiling in my body as soon as it was calcined by the wood fire calmed down.

Although the connection has been reduced a lot, do we still need to keep the essence of the body?

Mo Yu glanced at the ring with some disgust, then turned his head to look at Yan Chixia who opened his mouth wide.

I saw Yan Chixia's fingers tremblingly pointing at the place where Ermao disappeared, with a surprised expression on her face, she blurted out: "Brother Mo...then, is that little guy your son?!"

Mo Yu: "..." What the hell!

Since Er Mao appeared, Mo Yu has casually set up a sound-proof formation. Others can only see Er Mao's village, but have no way of knowing the conversation between the two.Yan Chixia was holding the elixir she had finally found and was about to fend off the sword when she saw a dumpling of glutinous rice throwing itself at Mo Yu's feet, grabbing his trouser leg tightly.

What is Mo Yu's temperament?Not to mention whether he has the patience to deal with children, it is surprising enough that such a little doll has enough courage to fight Mo Yu.And that little doll, although it looks a bit like a baby ghost on Lanyin Mountain at first glance, but when you look closely, not only does it not have the slightest ghostly aura, but it is full of aura.The most important thing is that even Yan Chixia herself, who never cared about her appearance, could tell that the baby's facial features were five points like Mo Yu's.

If this is not my own son...

Yan Chixia was surprised but also curious.

He heard that there is no distinction between male and female monsters that become spirits from plants and trees. It can also be said that they are hermaphrodites. Before Lei Jie, others mentioned that the Lord of Lan Ruo was suddenly male and female.

So the question is, who gave birth to that little doll?

Yan Chixia's eyes wandered for a moment, he didn't dare to ask this question.

Mo Yu glanced at Yan Chixia, and said calmly, "That's Ermao, a weapon spirit." The implication is that it can't be his son.

It turned out to be the case.

Yan Chixia seemed to have suddenly realized, but the little regret in her heart was really not enough for outsiders to understand.

Mo Yu: Hmph.

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Longhu Mountain is a famous fierce place in Yang County.

Longhu Mountain is caused by the westward line of Yingtian Mountain. As the name suggests, its mountain looks like a dragon, like a tiger, surrounded by mountains and rivers.People in Yang County believed that this was the blessing of the spirits of their ancestors, and buried the bones on Longhu Mountain from generation to generation, hoping to protect their descendants for generations to come.

However, 200 years ago, an earthquake completely rewritten everything.

First of all, Yang County, which has always had good weather and weather, has been either flooded or drought for several years, and plagues have killed half of the people in Yang County.The statue enshrined in the Town God's Temple cracked, and the well water was no longer clear water but blood.No matter young or old in the county, they obviously have no symptoms, but their bodies are deteriorating day by day, regardless of medicine or stone.

People in Yang County live in panic all day long, praying to gods and worshiping Buddha everywhere. They also invited eminent monks and Taoist priests to perform the ritual, but the eminent monk who performed the ritual bleeds to death before completing the ritual.

The murder of Longhushan finally alarmed the court.The contemporary national teacher was ordered to come here, but he has not yet entered the boundary of Yang County, and when he looked at Longhu Mountain from a distance, he was shocked and turned pale.

It turned out that the earthquake suddenly turned a place with auspicious geomantic omens into a place of great evil, and it was the most difficult natural place for gathering yin among the evil places. Its forest of Yin Qi is comparable to the Nine Nether Lands.Human beings are mortals, so naturally they cannot withstand the erosion of Yin Qi.

And the place where Yin gathers here is even more terrifying than what is recorded in ancient books.

Although the place of gathering yin is a fatal place for mortals, it is a great tonic for yin spirits.However, there is not a trace of wandering souls and resentful spirits on the place where the yin gathers here. It seems that the ghosts are absorbed by the place where the yin gathers before they take shape.

At the beginning, the national teacher only speculated about seven or eight, and later the head of Shushan confirmed this point.

This is obviously not an ordinary place to gather yin.

There is no place where yin gathers like this place. Going deep into the earth veins, connecting itself with the earth veins, damages everything. Break its spiritual body and turn it into Yin Ling Qi to absorb.

The contemporary master of Shu Mountain, that is, Yan Chixia's ancestor, couldn't get rid of the Yin-gathering place of Longhu Mountain, so he could only build a formation outside Yang County and Longhu Mountain, and asked the court to move the people from Yang County.

However, the people of Yang County, even if they left Yang County, could not change their premature aging, and often died before the age of 30.

Their ancestral graves are on Longhu Mountain, and the family's luck is connected with Longhu Mountain, even if they are thousands of miles away, they cannot escape.The only luck is that their souls will not become part of this Yin gathering place.

So far, Yang County has long been a deserted city, with houses in disrepair, skinny wild dogs, and no trace of human habitation.On Longhu Mountain, the singing of birds and insects has long since disappeared, only the forests all over the mountain are lush and verdant, so green that it makes people panic.

However, unexpectedly, there were voices of people on Longhu Mountain on this day.

"How is senior brother? How about I grab some Yin Qi?"

No one answered yet, but the trees on Longhu Mountain shook wildly without any wind, shaking countless fallen leaves, as if they were angry.

I saw a young man in his early twenties sitting on a tombstone among the tombs all over the mountain.

The young man was wearing a dark blue dress, his hair was tied together casually, and his narrow collar and arrow sleeves further matched his good figure with wide shoulders and narrow waist.Looking at his appearance again, one can only see that his facial features are extremely handsome, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, which are enough to make countless women's hearts flutter.But contrary to his handsome appearance, the exposed skin on the young man's face and hands is different from ordinary people, and the color is actually off-white.

The young man twitched the corners of his lips, as if he wanted to make a smile.But after working hard for a long time, the corners of his mouth were still stiff.He couldn't help sighing, then waved his hand and made a grabbing motion.

The already rustling wind on Longhu Mountain suddenly became stronger, blowing everything on the mountain crazily.Looking at that posture, it seems that if he wants to blow this young man into the sky, it is best to blow out of the boundary of Longhu Mountain.

The young man shrugged his shoulders and looked down at the thing he just tore off.

It was a mass of transparent gas. Although it was held in the palm of the hand, it was still struggling endlessly, as if it wanted to let go and run away.But no matter what, he couldn't get away from the youthful Wuzhi Mountain. After a long time, the transparent gas finally calmed down...or rather, he gave up on himself.

The young man kneaded the ball of gas like a dumpling, and did not forget to look up in one direction, and said, "Brother, how about kneading it into an apple this time?"

"..."