Being led by this girl, Oriental Mo found that, in fact, the Nine Dark House is really a very hidden place, the Nine Dark House is not like other sects, somewhere, located in a clan gate, the Nine Dark House will leave the entrance to a mountain peak buried in the snow all the year, and this entrance is still a kind of hidden, even if some people find it, it may not be in-depth exploration, that is, this entrance is still a kind of human beings, some people are still in a kind of human beings.The feeling of surprise is a strange breath!

The blood was familiar with the road, and the spell in the hand was energized, and a path appeared in the white bones of the mountain, and the blood Linglong went in along the path with Oriental ink.

The divine power of Oriental ink is unusually terrible, and when he walks in, there is no error in the direction, even in this multiple prohibitions.

It turns out that they have been walking down the mountain, this nine-dark temple, even in the belly of this mountain!

After a long walk, Oriental Mo really marveled that the Nine Dark House was truly worthy of its name, this mountain, which is the protection layer of the Nine Dark House, and the real Nine Dark Houses were actually underground!

When finally standing in front of a huge black door, the blood Lingling said: "Oriental ink, is it a little boring to go, now we have reached the door of the Nine Dark House."

Oriental Mo looked at the gate and could not help but sigh: "If you are not leading the way, if you want to find the Nine Darks, it is really more difficult than ascending to heaven!"

The blood clawed and smiled: "Oriental ink, because when we cultivate the magic method, we must not be disturbed, so our door is secret, this is natural, we can never joke about our own little life!" 」

Eastern Mo nodded and agreed.

Blood Lingling also used the countless spells in her hand, did not know how many doors opened, only to bring Oriental ink to a quiet small courtyard door, this time, she no longer directly used the spell into it, but respectfully knocked on the door: "Master, the disciple blood Lingling is back!"

Oriental Mo just stood behind the blood, and heard the sound of not a person's footsteps inside: "Sister, you have finally returned, Master just said to you!"It was a woman’s voice.

“Sister Linglong, why did you go out for so long?”This time, it was a man’s voice.

Oriental Mo can't help but smile, this girl just said no friends, as if said is not the truth, at least the brothers and sisters in this are not very concerned about her!

It must be said that the level of the forbidden arrangement in these nine dark palaces is not weak, and Oriental Mo wants to see through the gate, and it is not successful.

After all, it is a guest, and Oriental Mo is not too presumptuous!

The door opened, a man and a woman appeared at the door, the woman's long hair is purple, so scattered, although the face is also very white, but the corner of the eye has unlimited killing, the body also with a breath, it can be seen that this woman, not to say that she killed as hemp is also the same, otherwise, the body will not accumulate so much such feeling.

It is also because of the long hair that block half of the face, always giving people a feeling of discomfort, and the cultivation has also reached the level of the fifth-level king.

And the man himself should be a demon, the body is too tall, more than the woman around him, more than twice as high, the muscles on the face are sideways, the vicious, the most uncomfortable is the pair of bull's eyes, also too big!Although the mouth constantly called Linglong sister, listening to this voice seems very gentle, but looking at this person, these gentle tone was suddenly offset without a trace!

And this person's cultivation is higher than the woman around him, which is already the cultivation of the sixth-level king.

The blood Linglong smiled at the two people: "Brother and sister, I will introduce you to a person!"In the speech, the blood Lingling stretched out the white little hand, took the Oriental ink hand, and introduced the two people, "This son is called Oriental Mo, which I met outside, and he wants to get the recognition of the bulk of the medicine and the smelter, so I took him back to the Nine Dark House!"

“Fuck off!”Before waiting for the blood to finish, the man coldly rebuked, stepped over, and directly pulled the little hand of the blood, and did not have traces of wanting to hit the hand of Oriental ink.

Oriental ink naturally saw, will not let him, dexterous to avoid, this man did not care too much, just frown on the blood: "Ling ling, the nine dark palace is casual people can come in?"Besides, you are also a big girl, why do you take the hand of another man so casually!"This voice is so loud that it is so scary that others can’t hear it!

Embarrassed by the blood, a small face with anger: "Brother Lang, you let go, don't you also take my hand now!" 」

"Haha, Lang Biaotian, you don't give my little sister face, she's not beating you is good!"The woman standing on the side of the blood to the blood to clear the encirclement, but also the homeopathic pull the Lang Biaotian, "Lang brother, you should know, sometimes, it is not good to catch up, but at this time, you should not ask him?" 」The woman reached out and pointed uncomfortably to the nose of Oriental Mo.

Oriental ink is a frowning, this woman's action, it is really too polite, this action, he is disgusting!

After all, he had been in contact with Oriental Mo for a day, and he knew that this Oriental Mo was a very face-to-face person, and he quickly interrupted two people: "You listen to me first, it is not good!"

The two men were quiet and looked at the blood.

“Oriental ink.”The blood Lingling was a little embarrassed and gently pulled the Oriental Mo, pointing to the woman and said, "This is my sister Xiao Qin, and I am a master, this brother is named Lang Biaotian, is a disciple of the Elder Xin Yanteng of the Ministry of Smelting."

A few words of blood tell the two people's relatives in the East.

Oriental ink also saw that this blood Linglong is really a woman with a mind, without traces of the disclosure of so much news to himself, Oriental Mo did not show any other expression, after all, these two people how, know in their hearts: "Xiao girl, Langzi, in the lower Oriental Mo."

Xiao Qin only responded with pride, but it was not too much, but this Lang Biaotian was a little too much, pointing to Oriental Mo's nose and said, "You say, you lied to my little sister, and entered our Nine Dark House?"

Oriental Mo smiled, in front of this person is the old disciple of the Minister of Refinery, then there is an opportunity to teach him, so Oriental Mo smiled slightly: "Lang Gongzi, I don't understand this, how can you say that?"Are you wondering if your eyes will still be her mind?”

Lang Biaotian blinked that pair of cow eyes, did not want to understand the meaning of Oriental ink, he likes blood, never doubted ah!

Oriental Mo really expressed no words about the IQ of this outrageous person, and had to say: "I am just a fifth-level practitioner, Linglong is a ninth-level Xuanjun's magic cultivator, I lied to her?"What am I lying to her about?Or do you think that Linglong is a fool?”

In this way, this Lang Biao weather is bad, this rotten boy will really force the word: "Hm, just for your rhetoric, you are a liar, if you don't get out of the Nine Dark House, don't blame me for not being polite!"

“Do you dare!”Blood Linglong can no longer listen to, a push away Lang Biaotian, "This is my invited guest, you are not allowed to be rude, the truth is to tell you, I found someone, not you think like that, not people to find me!" 」The blood said in a hurry.

"But..." Lang Biaotian wanted to say, then he can't just call her so kindly, is there such a acquaintance?

But his mouth was a little too stupid, and he had not yet uttered this sentence, and the blood of the people had already pulled Oriental Mo into it to find his master.

Xiao Qin turned a white eye on Lang Biaotian: "People don't want to see you, they are so licking their faces, they don't look for their own reasons, you don't see the boy who Ling Ling brought back so good-looking, this girl must have been confused by this pair of skins!" 」

Lang Biaotian was even more angry with this Xiao Qin's words, but the blood Lingling led the Oriental ink into the palace of Gongfa Minister Laogunaqi, even if he had a boldness, he did not dare, because Kunaqi was a very strange existence in this nine-hidden under-ende, and even said that he was old than the qualifications of the main government of the Nine-Hei Dynasty.

He stomped his feet and turned away from here, without saying hello to Xiao Qin.

Xiao Qin also did not want to pay attention to this Lang Biaotian, although she did not like this Biao caller, but also did not want to see these singers all day around the blood, come here, the purpose is all the little sister blood, they are just an excuse for them!

Looking at the direction of the Master's palace, Xiao Qin's eyes narrowed slightly and returned to his palace.

“Master, the student is back!”When he saw Master Zun Kunachi, he became a child, smiled, and introduced Oriental Mo with Master, and explained in detail why he brought Oriental ink to the magic path.

After he had heard the blood-singing words, the ever-hanging eyelids were raised, and a pair of slightly turbid eyes also let out a kind of light and looked at the eastern ink.