The Transmigrated Senior Martial Brother

Although Lin Zizheng was there, as Qin Mo, he was not able to attend such an important meeting in the Lower Demon Realm. Qin Mo didn't care, and left the palace of Beigong directly.

As soon as he left, Qin Mo saw Wen Qing who hadn't seen him for a long time. At this moment, Wen Qing was standing among the flowers, stroking a small yellow daisy in his hand, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

What surprised Qin Mo was that within a short period of time, Wen Qing had already reached the foundation-building stage.

Seeing Qin Mo's arrival, he smiled gently, and walked towards him slowly. In a corner that Qin Mo couldn't see, the little daisy instantly turned into flying ash.

Both Qin Mo and Wen Qing came here for the first time, and they didn't know much about the terrain of Beigong, so they could only walk around the huge Beigong palace.

The cultivation bases of those magicians and monsters in the Lower Demon Realm are not very high, comparable to those of ordinary low-level monks.On the ninth floor of Qin Mo's lingering period, apart from the lords of the fourth palace and their confidantes, his cultivation can be considered top-notch, so he didn't encounter any troubles along the way.

He was talking to Wen Qing, but Qin Mo let go of his consciousness secretly, and carefully checked the surrounding situation.

The entire Lower Demon Realm is divided into four palaces, east, west, north, south, and for convenience, Qingxue directly called his residence the North Palace.At the very center of the North Palace is a huge palace, Qingxue usually lives here, and usually discusses big problems in the palace.

All kinds of houses were densely packed around the magnificent palace. After Qin Mo let go of his consciousness, he couldn't find the place where they used to imprison Ling Yun and others.

Qin Mo's eyes suddenly paused, and he found a strange room, which was obviously just an ordinary study room. There were three guards guarding the door, and many demon cultivators were hiding behind the scenes to guard it.

It seems that this is the place, but Qin Mo searched the study carefully, but did not find anything weird. Qin Mo frowned, thinking that there must be some mechanism for coming here.

Wen Qing's eyes flickered on the side, and suddenly stretched out his hand in Qin Mo's direction. Qin Mo tilted his head reflexively, trying to avoid the tender touch, and Wen Qing's elegant voice rang in his ears: "A leaf fell on your head."

Qin Mo paused, and let Wen Qing take down the fallen leaf.

In the main hall, the lord of the Fourth Palace had a quarrel about how to deal with the monks in the Weihai Realm.Lin Zizheng felt impatient, this matter would only be settled after the people from the Central Demon Region came, and it was useless for them to say anything now.Feeling restless, he flicked his sleeves and left, ready to go to Qin Mo.

Not long after he left, he saw Wen Qing hugging Qin Mo tenderly not far away, and Qin Mo didn't resist, letting Wen Qing hug him.

Lin Zizheng's body froze in place immediately, staring at the two with gloomy eyes, that was his elder brother, his...

A dark light appeared behind him, Lin Zizheng clenched his fists, took a deep breath, suppressed the restlessness in his heart, and walked towards Qin Mo.His movements were extremely fast, but every step left footprints, and around the footprints, the flowers and plants withered.

When he got closer, Lin Zizheng realized that Wen Qing didn't hold Qin Mo in his arms, but just put his hand on Qin Mo's black hair, but even so, he couldn't forgive him, the elder brother belonged to him, and every inch of it belonged to him. is his.

Sensing Lin Zizheng's familiar aura, Qin Mo immediately turned his head away, and saw Lin Zizheng who was more gloomy than before.Although he was smiling, and the expression on his face was well concealed, Qin Mo immediately noticed the difference. He frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Looking at the expression on Qin Mo's face for him, Lin Zizheng was a little fascinated, and the dissatisfaction in his heart subsided a lot.

He stretched out his hand, seemingly unintentionally patted Wen Qing's hand that was still on Qin Mo's hair, then tightly held Qin Mo's hand, turned around and left.

He said in his mouth: "These days, there are a few more dishes made with good spiritual plants in the North Palace. Senior brother may wish to try them, they will not produce impurities in the body."

"Okay." Hearing Lin Zizheng's words, Qin Mo's eyes showed a faint joy. Although he has already fasted, the habits of many years are not easy to change.

Behind the two of them, Wen Qing looked at the abnormally red and swollen right hand, and felt a wave of spiritual energy scurrying in his body.He sighed and said: "What a possessive child." His tone was gentle and seemed to be very loving, but there was a coldness in the depths of his eyes.

The environment in the devil world is harsh, there is little aura in the air, and there are very few high-quality spiritual plants that can be cultivated.So the simple three dishes and one soup in front of Qin Mo are also very precious.

Sitting opposite Qin Mo, Lin Zizheng watched Qin Mo pick out the meat from the plate and put it in his own bowl pickily. After eating the meat, he reluctantly picked a vegetable.

A smile appeared in Lin Zizheng's eyes, he didn't expect that the always cold elder brother would be picky eaters, and he only liked to eat meat.But such a big brother has never been seen by others.Thinking of this, Lin Zizheng felt a little more happy.

But senior brother still has to be punished, after all, he was bumped into by Wen Qing so casually before.

With a movement of the long jade-colored chopsticks in Lin Zizheng's hand, most of the vegetables on the plate were put into Qin Mo's bowl, and he said in a caring tone: "Brother, these spiritual plants are good for the cultivation of spiritual power in the body, eat more."

Looking at the green vegetable leaves in the bowl, Qin Mo paused, and a look of disgust flashed in his eyes. He raised his head and glanced at Lin Zizheng who was opposite him. Seeing the expression of concern on his face, his lips moved, and finally Without saying anything, he slowly ate the vegetables.

Lin Zizheng took a mouthful of vegetables from time to time, but kept his eyes on Qin Mo who was opposite him, watching him frown slightly, swallowing those vegetables with great difficulty, and the corners of his mouth raised upwards, senior brother, I believe you will remember this lesson , won't be like this with anyone else

Be intimate.

It took Qin Mo an hour to finish this meal. Looking at the clean bowl in front of him, Qin Mo heaved a sigh of relief. Seeing that Lin Zizheng on the opposite side seemed to want to say something, Qin Mo quickly stood up, and immediately Disguisedly tidying up his clothes, he said lightly, "I'm done eating."

A strange light flashed in his eyes, and just as Lin Zizheng was about to say something, a group of people rushed in from outside.

The leader is Qingshi, who has been staying beside Qingxue, the lord of the Northern Palace.After he came in, he first glanced at Qin Mo who was standing aside, then bowed in the direction of Lin Zizheng, and said, "Senior Lin, the Palace Master would like to invite this young master to visit."

His tone was very calm, but his attitude was very arrogant. Once he finished speaking, before Lin Zizheng could say anything, he waved to the people behind him, signaling them to go forward and grab Qin Mo.

Seeing the monsters surrounding him, Qin Mo snorted coldly, then waved his sleeves, a light flashed in his hand, and a band of light rushed to the monsters at lightning speed, only to hear With a "bang", the group of monsters all fell out in embarrassment.

Qingshi's complexion remained unchanged, but he looked at those monsters with displeasure. What a waste, a few monsters at the spiritual death stage couldn't take down a thin monk.Immediately, he moved his feet, some filthy spiritual power wrapped his palm, and shot towards Qin Mo's direction.

The air shrank, the sound of breaking the air came from the side, Qingshi's pupils shrank, and his figure quickly retreated, but it was too late, the jade-colored light penetrated his palm and landed directly on the wall beside him.

Turning his head to look, he saw a blood-stained jade-colored long chopstick sunk deep into the middle of the wall.

Seeing this situation, Qin Mo shook his long sleeves, and silently retracted the thin needle-shaped object glowing with silver light in his hand.That's him concentrating with the power of Yuanshen

The gathered thin needles can unexpectedly damage the opponent's spiritual consciousness, which is the same reason as he used the long sword of primordial power to injure the old man with black bones in the Nascent Soul Stage.

Qingshi held his injured palm and looked at Lin Zizheng at the side. He had been on guard against Lin Zizheng when he started, but he didn't expect him to move so fast and hurt himself, who was also at the Golden Core Great Perfection stage, so easily.

"Who gave you the courage to arrest my people?" Lin Zizheng leaned on the back of the chair behind him, playing with another long jade-colored chopsticks, and looked at Qingshi with a half-smile.

Being looked at by Lin Zizheng like this, Qingshi's heart trembled suddenly, and only then did he realize that standing in front of him was someone stronger than his palace lord.

He lowered his head slightly, and said respectfully: "A few disciples died in front. They were injured by pure sword energy, and a single sword was fatal."

Having said that, Qingshi turned his head and glanced at Qin Mo, seeing that his face was still calm, without the slightest sign of panic.He secretly thought that this person is not easy, now the whole Beigong knows that he is a righteous monk, only he can use pure sword energy.At this time, even if Lin Zizheng, whose strength is unpredictable, is there, he may not be able to keep him.

"Oh? Really?" Lin Zizheng's tone was still casual, and he couldn't hear his mood at the moment. He clenched the long jade-colored chopsticks in his hand, glanced at Qin Mo, and said, "In that case, let's go and have a look. .”

As soon as the words fell, Lin Zizheng slowly let go of his hand, and the long jade-colored chopsticks fell to the table, shattering inch by inch.