Super Theological Academy to Conquer the World

After being silent for a while, neither of them spoke.

"There is a south ..." Zipao and Chu Mo, a few feet away, for a long time, he said slowly. Chu Mo looked at the green ground faintly visible in the distance and remained silent.

"What's your name?" The figure in the purple robe turned around, eyes hidden under the robe, looking at Chu Mo.

"Chu Mo. What's your name?" Chu Mo hesitated and didn't hide anything, but after answering, he asked.

"We. Forgot. The ghost face is my name." The figure of Zipao seemed to think for a while, and shook his head hoarsely.

"I think you have a very special taste. You are not Chen Nan people." Zi robe's figure was low in voice, but its words fell into Chu Mo's ears, which made Chu Mo's eyes tremble.

This sentence is not an inquiry, but affirmation, no need for Chu Mo to answer.

"What is this?" Chu Mo avoided the sentence and took out a black stone from her arms. This stone looks like this, but when Chu Mo was first held in his hand, it was still very soft. Before that, it was Skr that crawled out of the black bug.

"This is the holy thing of my ghost family. Through it, we can communicate a strange world. There are countless ghosts ... you are not Chen Nan, I am not just ..." Zipao figure murmured. Chu Mo glanced at the man and remained silent.

"In my body, in addition to feeling a special breath, I also have a familiarity, this familiar feeling, as we have seen.

Or, have you seen my ghost tribe, the next ghost party. "The purple figure turned quickly, staring at Chu Mo's eyes.

"I am the ghost of the Taiwan Ghost Party, not always alone, but after the current one dies, the next person wakes up, and I have searched throughout the morning, and there is no next ghost party!

I should have died many times, but every time I forced myself to survive, I was looking for it. Tell me, where did you meet this person.

You know who I am talking about, from the moment you hold this sacred thing in your hand, I know you have the answer in your heart. If you have any questions, please tell me where he is and what his name is, he is my ghost tribe, the next ghost party! Chu Mo shivered, looking at the figure of the purple robe, silent for a while, and shook his head.

"He is not in Chen Nan."

"It's okay. Tell me where he is and what his name is. I will thank him for that!" The figure of Zipao opened hoarsely, and his withered right hand lifted up. A purple bug appeared in his hand!

The bug was purple all over, lying quietly on the dry palms of the purple robe. A faint scent came out of it. After smelling the scent, there will be a sense of hunger. "This thing melts in purple. Any ferocious beast that swallows bugs will return to its ancestors once. If the war succeeds, if it fails, it will die.

You hold this thing, if the sky blue witch hunt is dangerous, with this thing, any witch tribe will be crazy for you. You need to refine this thing in your heart, so if you move this thing in your heart, you will die . If you do n’t want it, others wo n’t be able to take it away, and you can make a deal without carrying Bissi. "Chu Mo was beating heartily. He didn't believe the words of Zipao, but at the moment when the Purple Bug appeared, he clearly felt that the unknown little stick snake in Hanshan Bell was violently agitated as if to He rushed out of Han Shanling as if it was attracted by it, to an extent that Chu Mo could not imagine. Chu Mo was silent, still shaking his head, he could not guess from the purple robe that this sentence was true, after all it was a Very important things, he will not say it easily.

"The younger generation will retire first." Chu Mo turned around, suppressing the turbulent turmoil of the worm and snake in the Hanshan Bell, and walked to the heavenly evil child in the distance.

"I don't have any malice, I just want to know where the next ghost party in my house is, what is its name, and I can't go out to find Nanchen.

I just want to tell the strange ghost world his name and location through the strange ghost art in my house, which is also good for his growth. All ghosts in this world will look for him and protect him.

Please help me ... "The figure in the purple robe was hoarse, but showed sincerity.

"I know I can't make you believe my words, but I really don't mean any harm. I swear by the inheritance of my ghost station, if there is any fallacy if I say, if I want to hurt the person you said Then, let me ghost station, the inheritance right will be cut off immediately, let me ghost station, will never exist in this world! "The old man in purple robe stepped forward, his voice hoarse with a trace of anxiety. Chu Mo stepped forward and he could hear the persistence in this man's words. In the silence, Chu Mo hesitated.

"This is my oath. This oath is witnessed by God who is my ghost standing!" The figure of Zipao kneeled on the ground, raised his hands, and lowered his head towards Chu Mo.

He knelt down and let everyone in the distance see it. Everyone's look changed. The man at the ghost table was in eye contact, but he wasn't close. Tian Xie Zi frowned and looked at the figure of Zipao, seeming to have realized it. Chu Mo looked back at the figure of the purple robe kneeling there for a long time. The man ’s oath and his behavior did not seem to be false, and with his tribe ’s oath, this behavior itself was enough to explain the problem.

"Simon, Lei ..." Chu Mo said softly. After he finished speaking, he turned and walked towards Tian Xie Zi. At the moment he turned around, the figure of the purple robe raised his head, his eyes hidden under the robe showed gratitude. The purple bug waved his right hand and walked towards Chu Mo, who was caught by Chu Mo. "Thank you, don't worry, I said, there is no fake!" At this point, the figure in a purple robe bowed deeply to Chu Mo and turned to the lower half of the college. Chu Mo left, along with 2 seniors, Hu Zi, Tian Xie Zi and the black man, left the northern part of the country, found Bai Su outside, became Chang Hong, and took Zhuo and his harvest to the first Jiufeng .

After they left, the barbarian man in the ghost standing looked somber and turned and walked under the snow. He compromised so many times. In addition to fearing the evil god, there was another reason, which was the request of the ghost party.

He wanted to ask what the ghost face did.

The ghost town under the snowfield has a purple tower. At the top of the tower, the figure of the purple robe sat cross-legged, with a purple bowl in front of him. There is not much purple blood in the bowl.

"In the name of Western Union. Chen Lei, in the name of my ghost station department as the voice of the ghost party, calls you. My heir. Wake up ...", Ray. Ray.

In his speech, his right hand was suddenly raised, and the index finger split open, exposing the flesh underneath, pressing directly into the purple blood in the stone bowl in front of him.

"Chen Lei, let me see you!" The figure of Zipao roared, echoing at the moment it roared. The figure of Zipao suddenly shook his body violently, his robe instantly collapsed, revealing a vicissitudes of ordinary face below, his His eyes lifted up, revealing an incredible meaning, he saw it.

At this moment, the stone bowl collapsed and the pear blood in it suddenly dissipated. The old man's body was trembling, a lot of blood was spouting, rolling, and fell to the wall with an invisible force.

That is to say, at this time, the door at the top of the tower was pushed open, and the ghost station walked in with a somber look, but when he saw the chaos here, he couldn't help but be shocked.

"How did this happen. This. This ..." The old man who fell under the wall looked confused and muttered in horror.

"What happened!" Guitai Barbarian stepped forward and hugged the confused old man and immediately asked.

"I'm looking for the next ghost party." There was nothing wrong with my ceremony. I did see it. But. But I did. "The old man's body trembled and raised his head violently, grabbing the shoulder of the barbarian man at the ghost table. With shortness of breath, his expression was no longer confused, but awake.

"I get it! You remember one thing, don't provoke the person named Chu Mo, don't provoke this person. I saw something that I shouldn't see, I saw ..." The old man was holding the ghost table, Breathing faster and faster, struggling to say.

"I can't tell you what I saw, but you have to remember this, don't go. Irritated. He. He. He. He is ..." The old man's body jerked a little and shoved away. The ghost table there was a man, and now grabbed his neck, his eyes mad. A breath that made the ghost table's trembling body suddenly condense out of the house. The breath was so strong, the man at the ghost table had a numb scalp, his body could not move, his eyes contracted, and everything in front of him was beyond his cognition, beyond his imagination, and made him forget to breathe.

He saw a translucent hand in front of the old ghost, holding the old ghost's neck tightly and lifting its body from the ground. Gradually, in the struggle of the ghost face, he seemed to have lost all his achievements, like an ordinary old man, without any resistance.

Mok Mountain knew he was not the strongest person in the ghost station department. The really strongest person is the ghost party! Although the ghost party has entered its twilight years, it has been slowly killed by ordinary people. This kind of thing needs a lot of achievements, and Meilin Mountain can't imagine it.

His heart was trembling, staring blankly at it all, and he slowly saw a translucent man like the emperor, who appeared completely in front of the ghost party. Discoloration, but there is a suffocating fear, Silent Hill.

For example, at this moment he turned into a bug, and in front of this translucent bug wearing a royal robe and a royal crown, he could tear it to pieces at a glance.

Time has only passed a few times, but these times are eternal to Meilin Mountain. He looked at the translucent figure, pinched off the ghost's neck, released his hand, and looked at himself.

Seeing this scene, Sir Merlin could not help but roar. At the moment it is blank. I don't know how long. When he woke up, there was silence in the house. There is no sound at all. Only the bodies that had been frozen on the ground seemed to tell the truth.

Mo Shan trembled and looked at the ghost's body. His last words echoed in his mind.

"I saw something I shouldn't see. Remember one thing, don't irritate Chu Mo. Don't. Irritate him ..."

Ghost Table Man Xiongshan's body shuddered and his forehead exuded cold sweat. He knew that in his life, he would never forget the scene before the death of the ghost side, and the translucent figure with the crown, looking at his Vice look.

"What did he see. Who is he ..." Erding, who represents the two men, Silent Mountain.

In silence, he didn't notice a ghost town under the snow, a breeze blowing outside the towering tower ... The wind came from the cold.

In this world, there are hardly any rumors that cannot be spread, and there are few rumors that cannot be spread. The story of the first Jiufeng invasion of northern Xinjiang gradually spread in a short time.

Some people are shocked, some are angry, some don't believe it, some laugh at it.

However, among the many rumors in "Nine Phoenix" in the past few years, there is one more. Their lives are still the same. Brother's plants grow very close, and Brother's plants are also growing. They let the sun shine on their side faces during the day, smile gently, and look for darkness like ghosts at night. As for the tiger, there are 10,000 cans of good wine. The happy days are grinning, drinking, dreaming, and even my favorite peeping has not been done for several days. Chu Mo is still copying the second type of speed here, controlling the layout of the **** ’s armor, tempering his body, and making the final preparation for Tian Lan ’s inauguration guide. The buggy's injury has improved. As for Zhuo Hua, Chu Mo sent his head to the first mountain and Simaxin's cave.

In fact, Chu Mo has always had a problem. This question is not about Sima Xin, but about Brother Er. But he didn't ask. Perhaps Brother Er has his own secrets and cannot help Er Zihe recover early. Bai Su is here. After returning, she rarely came to Chu Mo for half a month. It seemed that she encountered any hesitation and needed some time to think things through.

Until half a month later, when she arrived again, Chu Mo saw more traces of white ghosts in her body.

Back to Bai Su, she restored her previous character and her willful willfulness. Sometimes she wants to tease Chu Mo, but the price she pays every time is often that she is used to hanging upside down.

Time passed slowly, and the battle of the inaugural witch from Tianlun was less than two months. In the past two months, even if Chu Mo did not walk out of the mountain, he could feel the depression in Tianhan cases, such as the silence before the storm.

To this day, Zica brought an invitation to Chu Mo when he returned from his trip.

The invitation was issued by an auction house organized by the largest department store nearby. This auction will be the largest in the case of Tian Hanzong before the war.

The organizer is not the majority of Tianhan people, but Haidong! This is a practice, a practice that will only appear in the First World War 100 years later. For example, in the Haidong area, many people will receive a large-scale auction invitation from a nearby Tianhan case.

Chu Mo's copy was not very interested in such an auction until he saw one of the auction items marked on the invitation card, which made him heartbroken!

A complete and exquisite medicine stone tripod!