She exterminates the black lotus [Honghuang]

?Do you want to go back with me? ．

Here Luo Hu tossed and turned, gritted his teeth angrily, and continued to attack the imprisonment, wishing that at this moment, he would directly recover the realm of mana, directly break Mo Yan's enchantment, turn around and leave, or let Mo Yan experience being used The feeling of throwing it away!

It's a pity that the idea is good. In his current situation, he can only rely on time to raise him little by little. There is no other choice.

It was too violent, it didn't break through the confinement even a tiny bit, and on the contrary, it almost didn't consume all the strength in his body.

Luo Hu tried frantically over and over again, and his internal organs gave the most obvious feedback, his qi and blood surged, his slender fingers pressed his chest, and his eyes were a little red.

As for what just fell on the ground, why should he care about these messy things? !

Not to mention things falling on the ground, even if the sky is falling, he can clap his hands and applaud him.

If it were in another place now, Luo Hu might try his best to break free even if he died.

But now there is an obvious and magnanimous path, just put in front of him, but the former seems to be particularly disadvantaged.

Luo Hu is not the kind of person who can't bear anything, and even has a taste of using unscrupulous means to achieve his goals.

But what is it really? This kind of work, not to mention that he never did it in the wild, even in the chaos, Luo Hu never did this kind of thing in his lifetime.

There is no love at all in the chaos, and this thing is something that Luo Hu has only heard of in the prehistoric.

Although it's nothing new, it's the first time I've experienced it myself.

The sun was shining outside, and the wind was breezy. Luo Hu took a deep breath.

He tried to calm down his state of mind, but unfortunately the effect of calming down was extremely low.

He couldn't continue to practice, and at this moment his head was a little swollen, so he simply lay down on the bed, closed his eyes and rested.

On the other end, Mo Yan was doing justice for the sky while counting his current spoils.

It's almost enough.

As long as these things are cooked well, they will probably last him a long time.

As for the pure black karma...

Mo Yan looked at a little flame on his fingertips, couldn't help but sighed again, raised his hand, and the flame disappeared instantly.

There was a movement like thunder in the distance, but the sky was cloudless and fine, the shade of the trees was uneven, and the sun was shining. Many creatures in the forest were startled by this movement and ran around, as if vaguely feeling As if in some danger, the farther you run, the more you run, and this behavior is not wrong. Just because of this movement, someone must be fighting, but this place is too far away from the incident. It won't affect here, but other than that, the current scene proves from the side, and such a long distance, still with such a sound of piercing clouds and cracking stones, this fight is really extremely fierce.

Mo Yan didn't want to join in the fun.

No matter who wins or loses, it has nothing to do with her. As for the mantis catching cicadas and orioles, she has no intention of being an oriole.

With this posture, the fighters over there are definitely not weak, and more importantly, they have nothing to do with her.

They hit theirs, she fished hers, nothing to do with each other.

At this moment, Mo Yan was indeed attracted by the movement, and then he looked away, planning to catch two more on the way back.

Not long after that, the sound of wishing to piercing clouds and cracking rocks gradually stopped, and the result must have been reached.

Mo Yan stood in the forest, the trees seemed to be towering into the clouds, when he looked up, the fish didn't see it, but he saw a Danzhi that had been growing under the tree for thousands of years, Mo Yan squatted down and picked the Danzhi. Compared with the spirit fruit and the like, his spiritual energy is obviously inferior, but it is just right to use it on him.

And when Mo Yan picked Danzhi,

There is a person in the distance, walking slowly.

Mo Yan heard the movement, turned around and looked over, and recognized him.

She had seen this man before, before picking up the vase.

He has a certain amount of advance and retreat, has a considerable tolerance, and looks good, which makes people feel good about him.

But at this moment, his eyes fell on Danzhi in Mo Yan's hand, as if he was lost in thought.

Mo Yan naturally also noticed his almost bright eyes, this thing is not a good thing, and Mo Yan has nothing to be reluctant about, she just stepped on it after seeing it, now she has a lot about this kind of thing, seeing him In this way, he walked up and said hello first, "What a coincidence."

"Well, it is indeed a coincidence."

"Do you want this thing?"

"No." Hongjun said immediately.

He doesn't like weeds.

Not long after he had just settled the matter over there, when he came towards this side, he vaguely felt a bit of fierceness that had not yet dissipated, which can be described as extremely pure. Looking at Luo Hu's serious injury, he must be recuperating somewhere now, but he didn't expect it to be here, which is a bit unexpected.

It's just that I didn't expect that after this point, Luo Hu didn't see it, but saw her digging weeds over there.

Although there is some chaos in the prehistoric world now because of the three clans, it is still too miserable for a Taiyi Jinxian to dig up roadside weeds to make a living.

Speaking of which, when he saw her last time, he could still get the acquired spiritual root, but now he has fallen to this point.

And in this case, they just met by chance. For him, he just chose to be calm, so that it is easier to ask people about things, but he doesn't want to be so important to her, but it is in his hand, um ... The weeds were distributed to him, Hongjun looked at Mo Yan, and with a thought, a green wind grass with innate spiritual roots appeared in his hand.

This thing is not a rare thing, and it is just the most common thing in his hands, but compared with Mo Yan's thing, it is probably a heaven and a ground.

"This is what I gave you."

As soon as this remark came out, even if Mo Yan hadn't reacted just now, he had come back to it now, his eyelids twitched immediately, and he quickly explained, "Don't get me wrong, fellow daoist, some things are too strong to be used as medicine, so This happened."

As he said that, Mo Yan rejected the spiritual roots sent by the person in front of him. Although the things were not bad, there was no need for such a big gift between them.

Especially, it was the gift she gave when she was misunderstood as a scavenger.

Even if she wanted to make friends with the person in front of her, she shouldn't be in this state.

Hearing the sound, Hongjun nodded, but he thought wrong, but at the moment Hongjun didn't take back the green wind grass, he had already planned to give away the things, and he didn't want to keep them anymore, "So that's the case, now Let’s take this thing as a gift to fellow Taoists this time.”

Hearing this, Mo Yan didn't refuse anymore, he rummaged through his messy things, found an innate spirit treasure, and gave it to him as a gift in return.

Hongjun didn't refuse either, and just put it away.

"If fellow daoists are fine, you can visit my dojo." Mo Yan continued after thinking for a while.

"No, there is something else to do."

He still has to go to the other side to find out the news.

Mo Yan didn't force it, but just nodded, "If that's the case, I'll see you next time if you are destined."

Hearing the words, Hongjun nodded, but when he was about to leave, Hongjun glanced at Mo Yan, and said slowly, "I didn't feel it last time, but looking at it now, You kind of look like someone I know."

"Look alike?"

"No, it's the vicious aura that's somewhat similar. I think Fellow Daoist is also a person who kills a lot." Hongjun said, there was no superfluous expression on his face. He really didn't care about such things. For one, they are not good people, and he is the same.

The corners of Mo Yan's mouth twitched when he heard Hongjun's words, what killed so many?I'm not, I don't, fellow daoist, don't talk nonsense!

"I'm just doing justice for the sky."

Hearing this, Hongjun glanced at the sky, doing justice for the sky?

What a good way to do justice for the heavens, speaking of his current situation, killing other gods and demons, isn't this what the heavens want?

But coincidentally, this is what they want, even if there is no way of heaven, they will do the same.

"You're right, I'm also doing justice for the heavens."

"..." Mo Yan.

Although I don't know what you have done, I think your acting on behalf of the sky and mine acting on behalf of the sky should not be the same thing.

As far as what she just said, the person in front of her clearly didn't believe it.

Forget it, get used to it.

Mo Yan didn't bother to ask any more names, and immediately said goodbye to the person in front of him.

After bidding farewell to the person in front of him, Mo Yan headed back towards the house. Everyone was nearby, and he even caught a fish.

There are fish actively taking the bait near home, which is simply rare in recent times.

The fish is already at hand, she can't let it go.

With this situation, Mo Yan resolved everything without saying a word.

It happened that two people passed by and saw this scene. One was so frightened that he ran away on the spot, and the other was so frightened that he couldn't walk on the spot. Among them, the one who ran very fast seemed familiar. He had seen it before, and it was the yellow bird.

When Huang Niao saw Mo Yan approaching, her face turned pale with fright. The little girl leaned back and sat on the ground, unable to get up. Just passing by here."

"..." Mo Yan.

Am I that scary.

"You go."

The bird moved, couldn't get up at all, and cried harder.

Mo Yan wanted to go forward, crying even more heartbreakingly, and almost ran to kill a pig.

Mo Yan: ...

Forget it, let me go.

The cries behind him became smaller and smaller, the bird opened its eyes, Mo Yanren had already left, and the tears couldn't stop falling, the yellow bird came back at this time, wishing that his eyes were closed, and he was focused on going He ran forward and almost missed a tree.

Looking back, I saw Quiniao sitting there alone, squatting down next to Quiniao, and whispered, "I, I, I couldn't hold back just now."

The bird didn't even look at the yellow bird, but looked into the distance, in the direction where Mo Yan was, and said softly in a voice that had been half hoarse from crying just now, "I feel that the empress doesn't seem so scary."

"Are you stupid?" Que Niao immediately retorted, "Your Majesty just keeps you useful."

Hearing this, Quiniao nodded, continued to look in that direction, and whispered, "You're right, maybe it's an illusion."

……

……

Mo Yan didn't know about the fact that Quiniao saw her true nature and was finally overthrown by someone.

Far away from the cries of the birds, Mo Yan collected the last loot and went home. This trip can be said to be a rewarding experience.

When he opened the door, he still hadn't woken up. Logically speaking, he should have woken up after so long.

For a while, Mo Yan frowned, went to the bed and sat down, trying to check his situation.

As soon as she stretched out her hand, she saw him open his eyes, take a look at herself, and immediately turned his back to her.

"???"

I just went out for a while, what happened?

【Speak】

Hongjun: The thing I regret the most is that when Mo Yan asked me to go to her house, I didn't go. ?