After a series of struggles, they finally realized.

The young man in front of me is indeed just a cripple with low cultivation.

But to deal with a few of his own people, he didn't need any cultivation at all. He only needed one painting to annihilate them all without any resistance.

Chu Moli turned over a page of the storybook and said calmly: "I'm sorry, you got the wrong person. I'm not your master, I'm just a lame man."

Ba Xiaoshuang couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Just now Jiuli Shi refused to recognize Chu Moli as his master and wanted to kill him.

Now it's the other way around.

There was strong unwillingness and resentment in the eyes of Li Tian and others, but the pain of the flames and the fear of loss of life force forced them to lower their heads and seek that glimmer of hope.

"Little Master, I did not betray you on purpose. We have been waiting for you for a long, long time, so long that there was no hope. In the end, we had no choice but to betray you!"

"We thought you would never be born!"

"Little master, do you want to go back? Leave us alone, and we will protect you to the death!"

Chu Moli turned over another page of the storybook and said without raising his head: "Go on, see if you have a reason to persuade me."

"ah--!!"

Li Hong was seriously injured in a fight with Li Weiran and Muyan some time ago.

To maintain one's body shape on this wooden bridge is not just a simple hug, but it will consume the remaining divine power in the body.

Li Hong couldn't hold on anymore and his body swayed downwards.

His left foot fell into the lava, and there was a sudden roar, and the whole leg was burned clean.

Li Hong climbed up with all his strength, throwing the elixir in his hand into his mouth as if it were a crystal, so that he could barely avoid being completely swallowed by the magma.

But this incident scared the Jiuli envoys almost out of their wits.

"My little master, you are only in your twenties, so you must not have received all the inherited skills now. Don't you want to know what happened back then?"

This sentence made Chu Moli finally look away from the storybook and raise his head.

He looked at the nine people struggling to survive with great interest, and said thoughtfully: "Do you all remember what happened ten thousand years ago?"

"Remember, remember, clearly, not a single detail is forgotten!!"

Seeing that there was hope, Jiulishi nodded wildly, fearing that if it was too late, Chu Moli would lower his head to read his script again.

Chu Moliqu raised his fingers and tapped the armrest of the wheelchair, nodded and said: "I am indeed somewhat interested in this news. But since all nine of you remember it clearly, there is no need to keep all of you."

"Let's do this!" He pointed to the bright moon in the sky, with a gentle and gentle smile on his face, "According to the unique rules of our Chu clan, whoever can successfully [climb the moon] first in the [Gods and Ghosts Command Curse],

It means that sin does not lead to death. However, there is only one quota."

"Little Master!!!"

"Little master, you can't do this to us, we have guarded you for thousands of years!!"

Chu Moli ignored them, lowered his head and continued to focus on the storybook. His pale and sickly fingers gently turned over a page of paper, turning a deaf ear to the roars of the Jiuli envoys.

At this moment, others only saw Chu Moli's "gods kill gods and Buddhas, kill Buddhas".

But Muyan could tell at a glance that the power of the curse lurking in the body of the third senior brother had begun to collapse again and backlash.
Chapter completed!