The full-level Demon Venerable was forced to obey

Song Yin temporarily suppressed the shock in his heart, put all doubts behind him, and asked Cheng Mochi and Chu Shiluo: "What should we do now?"

Cheng Mochi was helped up by Chu Shiluo, and he looked at Granny Meng who was sitting on the ground.

Granny Meng's already old face looked even grayer, her empty eyes stared at the porcelain bowl on the ground, and she kept muttering: "How is it possible, how is it possible..."

"Mengpo Lingsu." Cheng Mochi said in a deep voice, "You cheated into marrying Qi Zhiyi for your own self-interest, and now you are in such a situation. Now, I want to take back what belongs to him for the innocent."

After saying that, before Po Meng could react, a cold light flashed across Cheng Mochi's palm, and the fairy light on Hong Meng's body sank into Po Meng's lower abdomen in the blink of an eye.

Following her shrill and painful scream, Hong Meng returned to Cheng Mochi's palm again.

A spherical mist shining with golden light also appeared beside Cheng Mochi's hand, floating vaguely. This was Po Meng's dantian.

It should have been extremely cruel and bloody to cut open the dantian, but there was not even a cut on Po Meng's lower abdomen, let alone blood, and there was no trace at all.

But if you look at Granny Meng's face now, you will find that the already old face has turned gray and earthy, and her eyes are even more hollow.

Chu Shiluo glanced at it twice, then withdrew his gaze, and turned to Cheng Mochi and said, "What will happen to her?"

Cheng Mochi put the dantian into his sleeve, and said softly: "It's nothing. After all these years, she has long stopped relying on her dantian to continue her life."

She is the first batch of ghosts, and she has been living in the ghostly underground for so many years, she is no longer a monk.

In addition, for so many years, she has helped the human race reincarnate, which can be regarded as a lot of blessings. It doesn't matter whether she has a dantian or not.

It's just that she seems a little unconscious now, most likely because she was frightened by the identities of Cheng Mochi and Chu Shiluo.Moreover, the secret she had kept for so many years was exposed in public, so it was understandable that she couldn't accept it for a while.

Several people were silent for a moment, then turned and left, no one looked back.

Meng Po's empty pupils trembled, and then, muddy tears overflowed from her eye sockets, and slid down hard on her old cheeks full of grooves.

With You Ming leading the way, they soon arrived at the Hall of Yama.

This Hall of Yama is truly majestic, with a wide gate and high steps, a vermilion plaque, and ox-headed and horse-faced faces on both sides of the gate, as if waiting for someone.

After Cheng Mochi and the others approached, the bull's head and horse face spoke at the same time, saying: "Several, Yan Luo has been waiting for a long time."

Then, they turned and walked towards the door.

Cheng Mochi and the others did not hesitate, but lifted their heels up.Walking through the winding corridors all the way, the more you go in, the more sinister and creepy you are.

Everyone walked in silence for half an hour before they saw the real Yan Luodian.

The door of the hall is wide open, and the situation can be glimpsed from a distance.

At this time, there were only two figures in the store, one was Cheng Shuang, who was standing in His Royal Highness, wearing a scarlet wedding robe, with his back facing the door.

In front of him is a high platform with more than 20 stone steps extending all the way up, and a huge stone table is placed on the top platform.

The whole body of the stone table was black, with black resentment attached to it, and behind the table sat a man of about 30 years old.

The man was wearing a jade crown and a bright yellow python robe. His face was indifferent, and there was a wrinkle in the shape of "Chuan" between his brows, which added some majesty to him. It was Yan Luo.

Yan Luo didn't seem to notice Cheng Mochi's arrival, and still looked down at Cheng Shuang who was standing under the stage.

On the contrary, Cheng Shuang was the first to turn his head to look over, with a gentle smile still on the corner of his lips.

The bull's head and horse's face brought them here and they stopped moving forward, but left silently.

Cheng Mochi and Chu Shiluo looked at each other, then stepped forward, walked outside the hall without stopping, and naturally crossed the doorstep and walked into the house.

Cheng Mochi stood beside Cheng Shuang, and the others stopped one by one, looking at Yan Luo who was sitting on a high place.

Only then did Yan Luo shift his gaze to them, turned around and stopped on Cheng Mochi's face.

He squinted his eyes slightly to look at Cheng Mochi, wondering if it was his illusion, obviously he was in a high position, and obviously there were a group of juniors standing under the stage, but he had the feeling of looking up at Cheng Mochi, which made him very uncomfortable.

"You have seen her." Yan Luo leaned forward and said in a deep voice.

Cheng Mochi laughed, and raised his hand, the spherical mist he just took out appeared in front of everyone.

Yan Luo choked for breath, as if he didn't expect that they really got this dantian.

Chu Shiluo also glanced, and found that the golden light on the mist seemed to be a little dimmer, and the shape seemed to be no longer a round ball, but slightly diffused.

Cheng Mochi also noticed this change.

He just took it out for a few breaths, and then put it back into his sleeve.

From the beginning to the end, he observed Yan Luo's expression, and he also saw the guilty conscience that flashed in his eyes.

Cheng Mochi laughed, and said to Yan Luo: "Senior, you are missing one, give back your half as well."

His tone was brisk, as natural as if he said "the weather is fine today".

Yan Luo leaned back slightly on the back of the chair and did not speak.

Taking advantage of the gap, Cheng Shuang secretly asked You Ming: "What's going on?"

You Ming paused, considered his tone before saying: "Your younger brother may be your ancestor."

Cheng Shuang: "?"

Cheng Mochi chuckled, and said to Yan Luo: "Senior, if you don't speak, I will take it as acquiescence."

Before he finished speaking, Hong Meng rushed out of Cheng Mochi's body again and stabbed Yan Luo on the high platform.

But this time, it was not as smooth as before. It was half a palm away from Yan Luo's body, blocked by an invisible force, making it difficult to move an inch.

Cheng Mochi's face remained unchanged, and his eyes were lightly directed at Yan Luo.

Yan Luo and him looked at each other for a moment, then looked down at Hong Meng who was still working hard in front of him.He suddenly snorted lightly, then raised his hand to hold Hong Meng in his hand.

Hong Meng was like a piece of scrap metal, being bumped up and down by him.

"What's this dagger called?" Yan Luo stretched out his other hand and gently scratched Hongmeng's blade.

A very thin cut was made on the fingertips, and blood beads fell down in the blink of an eye, dripping on his front.

Cheng Mochi smiled and replied, "Hongmeng."

He smiled, but there was a little nausea in his throat.When he didn't know his relationship with Hongmeng before, he didn't like to have Hongmeng bloodied, but now that he knew that he was the sword spirit of Hongmeng, he immediately sympathized.

Seeing the sticky drops of blood accidentally sticking to the blade of the Primordial Sword, he felt his stomach twitch and wanted to vomit something urgently.

Fortunately, Yan Luo didn't let his fingers continue to bleed, or in other words, his wound healed naturally.

Yan Luo played with Hongmeng with one hand, and his eyes fell on Cheng Mochi again.He said slowly: "The dagger is good, but it's just following the wrong person."

Everyone didn't talk to him, so he said to himself again: "Sure enough, he's back again."

He seemed a little absent-minded, looking as abnormal as Meng Po.

He raised his eyes and looked up, not knowing what he was looking at, and muttering something in his mouth.

"He's not crazy this time, does that mean you're going to lose? The one who wins the game in the end, right?"

Chu Shiluo's voice came from Cheng Mochi's sea of ​​consciousness: "Is he talking to Tiandao?"

"I don't know." Cheng Mochi replied, "But listen to the meaning, if the 'you' refers to the Heavenly Dao, then only if I am crazy can the Heavenly Dao win."

Chu Shiluo: "Why do I feel that this heavenly way doesn't seem to be talking about Shenggu?"

"Well, Shenggu should no longer be around." Cheng Mochi nodded, "Now this heaven should be related to the memory we lost."

Chu Shiluo frowned and said, "Who is the Tiandaohui?"

Cheng Mochi was silent.In fact, he had some suspicions in his heart, but it was hard for him to say until it was confirmed.

And now the time and place are not right, after this matter is over, it's okay for him to talk to Chu Shiluo about his guess.

Right now, he wants to quickly take away the dantian on Yan Luo's body.

Dantian is easy to dissipate after being separated from the body, and now he has been protecting it with spiritual power, otherwise it would have dissipated long ago.

But the time for spiritual power to protect it is limited, and he doesn't want to deal with Yan Luo anymore.

It's just that Yan Luo, as the master of the ghost world, is not as easy to deal with as Meng Po, and it was Meng Po who was in a trance just now that made him win, but Yan Luo in front of him is different.

For example, at this moment, he was obviously in a daze, but when Hongmeng had the intention to attack him, he was easily blocked by him.

But Cheng Mochi didn't pay attention to his ability.

Yan Luo clenched his palms tightly, and lifted Hongmeng to have a look.

Suddenly, the corners of his lips rose, his eyes fell on Cheng Mochi again, and he said mockingly: "Compared to before, you have regressed a lot." Cheng Mochi smiled slightly, and said, "Really?"

The smiling face in the memory, the bloody demon king who was bleeding while talking and laughing, seemed to return to the world from this moment.

Yan Luo straightened his back and his face became serious.

Cheng Mochi still smiled lightly, he didn't look at Yan Luo anymore, but turned his head to Chu Shiluo who was beside him, and said softly: "Master, guess how many tricks I will need to take it out?"

Hearing this, Chu Shiluo smiled and said, "Don't be poor, it's time to go."

As soon as the words fell, there was a muffled groan from the high platform, and then everyone watched Hongmeng re-enter Cheng Mochi's body with the golden light. At the same time, Cheng Mochi had another spherical mist in his hand.

Cheng Mochi tucked it into his sleeve as usual, then raised his eyes, smiled and said to Yan Luo: "You already know those things, anyway, you have to work harder than before, right? But no matter how I look at you, you still haven't made any progress. Woolen cloth?"

Yan Luo's face was pale, he clutched his lower abdomen, his lips trembled, unable to utter a word.He could only stare at Cheng Mochi angrily.

Several people present were stunned, including Chu Shiluo.

But at least he knew Cheng Mochi's past and present, so Chu Shiluo and the others could barely accept his ridiculously strong ability, but Cheng Shuang was dumbfounded.

He knew that Cheng Mochi might be stronger than he imagined, but he didn't expect to be so strong.

He had been afraid of Yan Luo before, and he didn't dare to be too presumptuous, but the strong in his eyes, in front of Cheng Mochi, didn't even have a chance to fight back.

Cheng Mochi took Chu Shiluo's hand and put him shoulder to shoulder.He approached Chu Shiluo affectionately, and whispered in his ear for praise: "Master, am I good?"

Master Chu Luo Ergen felt hot, glanced at Cheng Mochi, and said softly: "It's amazing."

Satisfied, Cheng Mochi pulled Chu Shiluo out, and said to You Ming while walking, "Lead the way."

You Ming subconsciously took two quick steps, then came back to his senses, turned his head to look at Cheng Mochi, and said speechlessly, "Are you ordering me?"

"No." Cheng Mochi looked innocent, "I said please lead the way."

Then, under You Ming's suspicious eyes, he emphasized again: "Please."

Seeing the sincerity in his eyes, You Ming felt that he might have been in a trance just now and heard wrongly.It's all because he has experienced too much today, and he started to hallucinate.

He sighed softly, turned his head and walked to the front, focusing on leading the way.

Song Yin and Cheng Shuang walked last.Seeing that Cheng Shuang wanted to speak but stopped feeling uncomfortable, Song Yin answered without asking, and told what he had seen and heard just now.

Cheng Shuang was stunned for a while, and when she raised her eyes to look at the backs of Cheng Mochi and Chu Shiluo, she felt awkward.

A moment ago he was still acting like an elder brother, but when he turned his head, Cheng Mochi and Chu Shiluo became the elders of all of them. Tanhualang was full of knowledge, and he didn't know how to describe the feeling at this moment.

There were two ghost kings leading the way, and they left the underworld smoothly, and then returned to Silent Hill without stopping.

Qi Zhiyi was still asleep, and Hei Xuan stood alone outside the door waiting for them.

Several people put away their swords and fell to the ground.Cheng Mochi looked at Heixuan from a few steps away, and said, "Is the deal still counting?"

"Of course." Hei Xuan's face remained unchanged, and he said in a low voice, "Did you bring the things?"

Cheng Mochi nodded, and then he didn't mention whether to trade or not. With a wave of his arm, two golden dantians flew to Hei Xuan's eyes.

Heixuan froze, then took the two dantians into the palm of his hand, turned around and entered the room, and blocked the door tightly with a formation.

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