The evil master who was able to kill the mountain gate of Shangqiongcangdao alone, who was never merciless and ruthless in killing people, suddenly appeared in front of him.

This is a legendary figure that has disappeared, why...

Wanxing was in tears, and he felt a little desperate.

Dongfang looked at Wanxing and Wankong indifferently.

Wu Sanguan lowered his head in shame. He originally wanted to act like a hero in front of his senior brother, but ended up being beaten like a bear.[

It hurts not the body, but the heart.

It turned out that I was still the junior brother who needed to rely on his senior brother to help clean up the mess.

The senior brother in front of him was still so handsome that he was evil, his expression was still as arrogant as the moon, and his appearance was so proud of the world.

Although Wu Sanguan felt a little ashamed and shy, he was very excited to see his senior brother who was still far away from him.

He came to Dongfang and was as if he had shouted thousands of times, very natural and smooth, just as he shouted warmly as his family said: "Senior Brother."

The answer is revealed in this claim.

The sky is lonely, the stars are bitter, and the face is pale.

Dongfang nodded gently at Wu Sanguan, then looked at the frustrated Wan Xing and the others indifferently, and said desperate words naturally: "You hurt my only junior brother, this is all the reasons."

Mo Yi, who rushed back from afar, did not hear the conversation between several people, but saw a man standing beside Wu Sanguan who was uncontrollable.

From this man, several beautiful silk threads as beautiful as rainbows flew out, and they dyed the sky colorfully and colorfully.

The empty flowers bloom beautifully in this void.

And that thin and invisible embroidery needle is the butterfly chasing flowers, wandering through these flowers to the fullest.

When these flowers that were born and annihilated in the void bloomed on Wanxing, they were a red, hot and blood-colored flower print.

A flower and a seal, Wanxing's body was soon branded with dozens of blood marks of flowers.

These blood marks are constantly destroying his body.

And the embroidery needle that even spiritual thoughts cannot be traced will penetrate Wanxing's body when every blood mark appears.

Although it is an inconspicuous small wound, there is a rule of sealing the town on the embroidery needle. Every time it penetrates the body, it will completely freeze that part of the body.

After dozens of piercings, the blood and blood in Wanxing's body were accumulated, and the spiritual energy was not flowing smoothly. After a few breaths, the strength dropped by 20%.

And Wankong, who practiced the artistic conception of Kong and attempted to transform into a spirit, met his nemesis.[

Dongfang is a legend who first understands the laws of the space field and can control the laws in part of the space in a short time.

The artistic conception of Wankong not only prevents him from achieving emptiness in all things, but also makes his soul restrained and his every move is led by his nose.

By the time Mo Yi arrived, only a hundred blinks had passed, and Wan Xing was like a shower head that had released the sluice gate, nearly a hundred tiny blood columns were sprayed out of his body.

Moreover, the main meridians in his body were sealed and he had no power to fight again. He could only watch himself spraying blood. It didn't take long to die if the blood was exhausted.

Wankong's body was injured, but the expression on his face was extremely painful.

In this field constructed by rainbow threads, there are waves of strange fluctuations.

This is Wankong's soul fluctuation, snatching control of space with the laws of the East.

Looking at Dongfang's indifferent expression, compared with Wan Kong's expression with pain, sweat dripping, and almost tangled facial features, you can know who is dominating the battle.

Dongfang glanced at Mo Yi's arrival and then looked at him directly.

Wu Sanguan looked proud of a villain, and felt as if he had found the organization and was proud.

His eyes looked at him slowly showing off.

It’s like a child who suffers a loss in front of another child and then finds his parents as a helper, the kind of pride of showing off.

Mo Yi expressed his surprise and admiration just right, which made Wu Sanguan smile so loudly.

Mo Yi really didn't expect that this old monster with unregularity, ruined people's values ​​and a very special reputation, had such a powerful backer.

This old man's tone was so tight that he didn't leak any noise, which was completely different from his personality.

Mo Yi was still thinking about what the relationship was with this mysterious man, the man with a strong evil spirit, and Wu Sanguan, who had a vast temperament, and a brain cell injury, and a shrill scream awakened Mo Yi's contemplation.

"Mo Yi, it is our fault that we come to cause trouble today. We are willing to pay any price to apologize. Let us go, our Wanjin Trading Company was once the closest ally. I promise that we will never cause any trouble in the future. And if you go to our place with us, we will do our best to help you."

Seeing Mo Yi's arrival, he wanted to escape from the Eastern realm, but he was completely freed from it and suffered more severe trauma. Wanxing, who was in despair, ignited hope.

Mo Yi shook his head gently: "If you want to kill me, I will kill you. I only know this principle, so you can die with peace of mind."

Dongfang's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but look up at Mo Yi again. This was too tempting to his temper.

Therefore, he cheered for Mo Yi's words, and his murderous aura was even heavier in his field. Then, the eyeball on Wanxing's left was shot directly by the embroidered needle, and he rolled and wailed in pain.

"Mo Yi, are you not even caring about the safety of your son Mo Yu?" Wan Xing roared shrillly.[

Mo Yi's calm eyes suddenly flashed coldly, and he said in a cold tone: "What did you say? What's wrong with Mo Yu now?"

"He and your servant Xuancao are now taken back to our Wanjin Trading Company headquarters. If we die here, your son will be killed and buried with you." Seeing Mo Yi's concern, Wanxing ignited hope.

He was very glad that when Mo Yu and Xuan Cao were brought back to the headquarters, someone from another lineage stopped him from his thoughts of killing these two people to vent his anger.

Under his beautiful appearance, he really has a heart that values ​​affection and nature.

Mo Yi suddenly realized in his heart, no wonder he made so many big noises that Xuan Cao had not found him yet.

No wonder Wu Sanguan searched all over Beicheng, but couldn't find this pair of super fat sheep combination.

It turned out that Wanjin Trading Company was so quick that it took the two of them away in advance.

Knowing that Mo Yu is his son, only Wan Fu, the shopkeeper of the Southeast Region.

Not to mention the dirty things between themselves and Wanjin Store, the two of them are easily deceived by the friendly relationship between the two parties without knowing it.

Even if they know, the strength of these two people is far from that of the strong opponents of Wanjin Store.

This is what Mo Yi is most worried about. He is alone and those opponents who want to harm him can only start with himself.

But once you have concerns around you, the people around you will also be implicated.

Therefore, Mo Yi has been secretly looking for these two people, not the world's publicity, but she didn't expect that such a thing would still happen.

However, with Xuan Cao, a well-in-lawed personality, he will definitely take good care of Mo Yu, as if he is innocent as a child.

Moreover, since you haven't killed me for so long, you must be worried about me.

In this case, the more you are concerned and afraid of me, then they will be relatively safer.

One compromise will result in several plots.

All forces that attempt to hurt the people around you will become the targets of their revenge.

Unforgivable.

Mo Yi said coldly: "Wanjin Trading Company, which owns you two old monsters, dare not kill them, so if you two are lost, Wanjin Trading Company will not dare to kill them. Your words strengthen my determination to kill you."

Mo Yi respectfully bowed to Dongfang: "Thank you for your help, and beg you to kill these two people to prevent future troubles."

Dongfang seemed a little surprised with Mo Yi's cold-blooded decision, and a playful smile appeared on his face.

Although cold-blooded, I have to admit that this is true.

If I had been so cold-blooded at the beginning, why would all the people around me die, and I would be alone?

But, so what if I admire you?

Why should I listen to a junior? I want to kill and let go, and follow my wishes, not your wishes.

Dongfang's plea for Mo Yi was not a bird at all.

It was Wu Sanguan. When he saw Dongfang's expression that he looked at him, he instantly realized his senior brother's arrogance and was offended again.

Although he was very proud to see this shrewd disciple who was defeated, the matter should not be missed.

If my senior brother had a stubborn temper and really let the two of them go, let alone the injury was in vain. The Chaos Spiritual Wine in the hands of the disciples would be out of the blue, and it would be a waste of time.

Drinking magic wine at the celebration banquet is what Wu Sanguan is most looking forward to.

He coughed twice and smiled flatteringly at Dongfang: "Senior Brother, this is Gu Tian's disciple, my disciple, and naturally your disciple. These people all want to kill your junior brother and your disciple, so they must not be let go."

Mo Yi was stunned. This god-like figure who looked like Qingyue in the sky was actually the senior brother of Old Man Wu, who specialized in destroying people's views. This was too strange.

And in the east, there was a sudden look.

He was surprised that in this battle, the junior brother who has always been a bit timid and low in combat, and hates head-on battles the most, how could he be so active?

Moreover, it was obvious that the target of someone else was the boy. This junior brother actually used the nameplate of the divine thought secret technique he left for him and summoned himself to come to rescue.

Dividing divine thoughts into the nameplate is an extremely mentally consuming thing.

This secret technique is similar to the fact that it was planted by Jiaodong in the blood-colored forbidden spell on Jiaolun.
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