Thousands of loves in another world

The man laughed, and everything was hidden in the smile, which was self-evident: "Don't worry about it, my country will take care of it."

"Okay, Yao'er, let's stop playing," Chu Li frowned slightly. A figure as small as an ant was jumping happily in front of his eyes, which made him very eyesore, and it was a waste of time.

According to Chu Li's temperament, just crush him to death with one palm.

"OK then……"

Mo Yao began to lower his head and play with his nails.He abruptly ignored the cheerfully dancing ambassador.

"What do you mean?" The man's face changed slightly.

Chu Li smiled lightly and said nothing, but the smile on the corner of his mouth was clearly full of undisguised sarcasm.

At this moment, the man didn't know that he was being tricked, and the smiling face suddenly became viciously resentful: "You don't want to toast or eat fine wine, you didn't provoke the ancestor of Wushan, leave as soon as possible, Otherwise, be careful and risk your life!"

As he said that, he put away the Yuyingcao, and angrily slammed the door and went out.However, in his heart he was thinking about how to take Yuyingcao as his own.

"Why bother, since..." Lu Zhishan's face turned bitter, thinking of the decision made by the higher authorities, his heart was completely chilled.The people of this whole city, he didn't understand what the king was thinking.

And he has already ordered the servants in the mansion to start packing their luggage and prepare to leave. Since even the lord of a country has given up, what can he, a small county magistrate, do?

He wanted to persuade something, but he couldn't say it when he got to his mouth. He wanted to deal with the ancestor of Wushan for the sake of the people of his own city...

Lu Zhishan hesitated and hesitated, and finally bowed his head sadly and left.

"Chu Li, let's go, I want to try the power of the Tianyin Guqin." Mo Yao took out the Tianyin Guqin and stroked it gently.

He was completely disappointed with the people in power in the Ziling Kingdom, not even a mere ancestor of Wushan could deal with it, it seems that the Ziling Kingdom is also in the end, and the country is about to be destroyed.

Because such a country is not worth his time, Mo Yao decided to quickly solve the Wushan ancestor and left. He missed his grandfather even more.

"Okay," Chu Li looked at the sky above. At this time, the sun was about to set and the cloudy air began to rise. The right time, place, people and they really didn't take advantage of it.

But isn't it more fun?

It took them about a cup of tea to arrive at the foot of Wushan Mountain. Wushan, which seemed to be shrouded in black smoke from a distance, looked even more eerie and strange at this time.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, you can't hear any birdsong, even the trees in it are mostly dry, with countless black vines climbing cages on the branches on the ground, and thorns are everywhere.

Mo Yao looked up at the top of Wushan Mountain: "Chu Li, where is the blood pool you saw?"

In that huge blood pool, countless blood bubbles were churning, and there were rows of dead bones beside the blood pool, which looked like hell on earth.

Princess Ziling was thrown there by Patriarch Wushan.

Although Mo Yao didn't have a good impression of Zi Lingguo, she was a fresh-live girl after all, if he could save her, he wouldn't deliberately not save her.

If it can't be saved, it's her fate.

"The east side of the mountain top is guarded by that female disciple." Chu Li put his hand lightly on Mo Yao's waist, his expression was very relaxed, and he felt that his Yao'er was really kind...

It's just that the blood pool is not that simple.

Mo Yao grabbed Chu Li's big hand on his waist, with a look of contempt on his face: "Old ghost!"

"Haha!" Hearing this, Chu Li laughed loudly, and even more excessively hugged Mo Yao into his arms and kissed him, before letting him go. He, Chu Li, always does things as he pleases, and nothing outside can restrain him !

"I went in first!"

Mo Yao's cheeks turned red from being kissed, secretly annoyed that Chu Li was so unruly, but his heart was beating again and couldn't slow down, he took a deep breath and said.

They had discussed it before, and they would split up and take care of their own affairs to buy time.

So Mo Yao wasn't running away now.

After Mo Yao left, Chu Li's smile slowly subsided, and he looked directly at the top of the mountain with his deep eyes, Patriarch Wushan?He smiled disdainfully.

This kind of character is barely as strong as one of the four old men who besieged him when he photographed Tianyin Guqin. Chu Li only expected something different from the evil cultivator.

Chu Li took a step forward, one step was tens of meters away, with a light touch on his feet, without leaving any traces, his shrinking into a foot became more and more exquisite.

Forget it, it's better to deal with it quickly, it's important to take Yao'er on the road.

Not long after they left, a man in black came here, with a stern face and tight lips, he chased after Mo Yao just now.

Entering the mountain, the cloudiness became heavier, and there was a "click" sound from time to time when stepping on the dead leaves under the feet. Because of the incomparable silence in the woods, it was even more terrifying.

After Mo Yao came in, he walked very fast at first, but gradually slowed down. The vision in the woods was extremely dim, and layers of thick black fog blocked his way. Mo Yao always felt that there seemed to be a pair of eyes hidden in the forest. Peeping at himself in the black mist.

Have you already been discovered?

Mo Yao frowned slightly.

He in the other three spirit-gathering stages is not afraid, if he meets that female disciple, he can fight with Tianyin Guqin, but the old guy who meets Wushan Patriarch is the worst. Wan is no match for a master in the late stage of Nirvana.

But whatever you are afraid of will come.

Just as Mo Yao started to be vigilant, the ear-piercing laughter sounded: "Where is the little baby, she looks so delicate, I like the ancestor very much."

A wretched old man with a skeleton crutch came out of the black mist, his greedy eyes fixed on Mo Yao's exquisite face: "This skin is so thin, it's thinner than that girl Yan'er!" You have to make people like it, come on, let the ancestor touch me, I promise to love you well~~~~"

As he said that, the ancestor Wu Shan stretched out five fingers, trying to grab Mo Yao.

On those five fingers were dark black nails, ten centimeters long, the fingertips were as sharp as thorns, and an astonishing dim light shone from the top, as if coated with poison.

The palm, which was obviously skinny like a dead wood, brought a gust of wind, which made people feel chills.

He had never encountered such a crisis before, and it was too late to touch the Tianyin guqin at this time, so Mo Yao directly threw his fist at that palm!

"Immortal, the toad wants to eat swan meat!" Mo Yaoqiao scolded with a cold face.

Even Chu Li was secretly surprised by the strength of Mo Yao's body. At this time, he punched Wanshan unstoppably!

"Touch!" There was a loud noise, and the all-conquering withered palm returned in vain, and it was still painful, which made the ancestor of Wushan laugh loudly: "What a hard fist, ancestor, I just need a good weapon , It must be appropriate to use your bones to make it."

After Mo Yao withdrew his fist, he took the opportunity to take a few steps back. His delicate face was also covered with frost. With his spiritual gathering stage cultivation base, he would never be the opponent of this old man. Let's find a chance first. Let's talk about running away.

"Hehe, little baby-baby, don't even think about running away, I haven't loved you well, Patriarch!" Seemingly seeing through Mo Yao's thoughts, Patriarch Wu Shan smiled, and with a wave of the skeleton scepter in his hand, a large area of ​​blackness suddenly appeared. The fog enveloped the surroundings. This is not just a pure black fog, it also contains highly poisonous poisonous insects. If people in the gathering stage want to break out, they must be seriously injured!

And once injured, it is even more impossible to escape the palm of this old thief.

The Patriarch Wushan originally wanted to go down the mountain to investigate who prevented him from burning Ziyun City and killing his apprentice, but he didn't expect to meet Mo Yao, a top-notch kid on the mountainside.

This made Wu Shan's patriarch Yin wantonly and couldn't bear it any longer!

"If you are not afraid of death, try it!" Mo Yao's pretty face was cold, the Tianyin Guqin was not suitable for an old man with a hard mind like the ancestor of Wushan, and the illusion could not shake his heart.So Mo Yao put it away, hoping that Chu Li would notice the fluctuation of his actions later, otherwise today would be really dangerous.

Mo Yao never underestimated himself, and even thought of himself a little too high, but he often felt a little desperate in the face of the absolute gap.

"Xiaowa-wa, don't be afraid, it's too late for the ancestor to hurt you, he won't hurt you..." The ancestor of Wushan couldn't stop laughing, and he walked towards Mo Yao step by step, his eyes seemed to want to take Mo Yao's clothes one by one Take it down, let's abuse it.

While he was talking, the skeleton scepter in his hand began to emit dark green light, and suddenly hundreds of skulls appeared out of thin air and rushed towards Mo Yao. It began to linger, making people fearful.

Just blinking his eyes, he seemed to see countless un-clothed peerless beauties rushing towards him with admiration-smiles, the rouge was diffuse, and the smoke was rippling...

"This is the grand ancestor's pink skull array, come and try it, little doll, I guarantee you will die~~~~~"

There were bursts of strange laughter again.

This is the grand formation formed by Wushan Patriarch killing hundreds of virgin young girls, sealing their souls in their bones, and refining them. It is extremely vicious!

The souls of these girls are sealed in their own dry bones, and they cannot be reborn forever, and they are tormented in purgatory all the time.

Mo Yao was only lost for a moment, and the next moment there was a strong murderous look in his eyes that could not be dispelled.

This old Wushan thief really deserves death!