Oriental Mo looked at this project with gratitude, as if he could not find anything to thank, and under his head, he remembered that the three dragon-printing elves he had refined were still in his hands.

"Lord, you have given me so much care, I have nothing to thank, so I have to offer the three dragon-patterned elves I have just refined!"Eastern ink this time, more respectful, but there is such a thing in the hand, naturally it is better to bend over.

Obviously, when I saw this situation, the project was very satisfied, and said: "Oriental ink friends, no matter what misunderstandings other people in my nine dark palaces had with you before, or there was any friction between you, let him pass it. Now, you have my lord to support you, and after that, others will not dare to do to you, but I can't take this thing."

Because the blood knife was not taken just now, he took this house mainly, and it really lost some face.

Oriental ink slightly frowned: "Lord, you are like this... so that the younger generation is very uneasy..." Oriental ink as if you do not send this out, do not know what to do!

I don't know how many people swallowed the water.

The situation is a little deadlocked, but this project has found a solution, although the face is indifferent, there is no smile, but there is no past cold, and this time, not to the Oriental ink, it is actually to the blood: "Ling Ling!"

The blood did not react, until she felt that all eyes were looking at herself, she rolled her eyes and fell on her knees again: "Ling Ling Ling to see the Lord!"

Oriental Mo did not know what medicine was sold in this project, and he also looked at the blood.

"Ling Ling Ling up, but you have made a great contribution to our nine underworld ah, listen to your master said, Oriental Mo friends you brought back to the Nine Dark House, now, I do not let the Oriental Mo friends embarrassed, is to borrow flowers to the Buddha, the Oriental ink friends of these three dragon-patterned spiritual medicine to you!" 」The project said that it is also extremely arbitrary, in the momentum, there is no loss to Oriental ink, and even some big pens!

The blood was directly embarrassed, but she never thought that these three dragon-patterned elves of Oriental ink refining would reach her own hands!

However, when Oriental Mo listened to the proposal of the project, he felt that he was just and his own mind, and gave him blood, which was more satisfying to anyone in the Nine Dark House!

Seeing the blood lings silly, Oriental Mo couldn't help but smile: "Ling Ling, the Lord of the house is very right, if not met you, how can I not come to the Nine Dark House, and will not get such identity tokens, Linglong, really thank you!" 」

On the one hand, Oriental ink has come to the front of the blood, this time, Oriental ink is almost domineering, he is not as hands as before, but directly pulled the blood of the two of the jade hands, directly put the three dragon-patterned spirits in the palm of the blood!

The blood is too late to refuse, the eunuch medicine has reached the hand, the golden light is shining!

People's eyes are falling off, you know, this dragon-patterned spiritual medicine, for the cultivation of magic skills for them, how effective it is, this blood Linglong is just a first-class king, even fortunate to get three at once, is not just encountering Oriental ink, if you encounter it...

But what is being thought about is in vain, who told them that they didn't encounter such a shit?

Seeing that things had basically come to an end, the project said to the three people: "Today, hard work, you also go back, in the future, the identity of the eastern Mo friends, I will tell you."With that said, I waved at so many people.

Three people are sad to return, what kind of identity, big deal with the blood knife side by side, their head, there was a generation of small and large people has been a little awkward, and now there is an Oriental ink, the day is even worse, but no one dares to say anything, who let their disciples do not have that ability, let the Oriental ink three or five in two to repair it!

When you go back, you can only get bored.

Especially Di Shu, more dissatisfied, his seventh-level king, and Oriental ink seven-level Xuanjun, if his identity on his own, do not fight a, he will not be convinced!

When only four people were left, the blood knife, oriental ink and blood Linglong, the project said, “Oriental ink friends, would you like to come with me?”

There is no reason to refuse, so Oriental Mo heart nodded excitedly: "The master of the house does not say, the younger generation also has this idea, thank you to the master of the house!"

A spirit of government, it directly wrapped up the Oriental ink, the Oriental ink only felt as if their bodies were bound, and the feeling was very bad in an instant, as if they were controlled for no reason!

It can be seen that in the face of this project, Oriental Mo is not capable of resistance at all, and if it is restrained, it can only be slaughtered by others in this way, and any cultivator, in such a situation, will fully resist!

However, only when you fully believe in a person, will let the other person's spirit arbitrarily wrap themselves, which is Oriental Mo every time with his trust into the pitfalls, will explain the willingness!

So now, maybe this is the government that is testing one of its own ways!

Oriental ink suppressed the restless power in his own blood, but also suppressed his own aura, even a trace of no resistance, which makes even the consultation did not discuss with the Oriental ink to discuss the project for a while to feel satisfied, it seems that this boy is really more trusting of himself!

The same treatment, as well as blood, is the blood knife personally with the blood.

Returning to the residence of the project government, it is a palace with a strange aura, here, as if with some magical aura constantly entering the meridian, so that Oriental ink had to close his whole body of the big hole, because this spirit he did not know whether it would have an impact on himself, in addition to this is the place where the Nine Dark House is located, or careful to be wonderful.

As a disciple of the project, the blood knife will naturally serve on the side when the teacher entertains guests, and when the tea comes up, the project government will take the lead: "This is the place where the magic practice is cultivated, than those ordinary cultivators stay, only a cup of tea, and ask Oriental ink friends not to dislike it."

Oriental Mo seemed to stand up with some sincerity and fear: "Lord, the younger generation dare not, the younger generation dare not!"The blood on the side is even more overwhelmed, sitting is not, standing is not, this little girl, or the first time so close to the Lord of the Nine Darks.

Oriental ink naturally felt it, but at this moment, or did not dare to do anything with the blood, and had to go straight to the theme: "Lord, do you have anything to say to the younger generation?"

The party nods: “It’s a pleasure, the Lord of this government likes you like people like you!”Hands up a cup of tea and gently sipped a cup of tea.

Although Oriental ink is the same as blood, but the difference is that the blood is not even dare to lift, and Oriental ink is only very cautious, the tea in front of it does not move, but looks up at the project.

The project did not force the two people, and continued: "Where do you go now, Xiao friends in the East?"Or is there any goal?”

Oriental Mo smiled and replied without hesitation: "No."It feels like you don’t even have a brain.

For the Oriental ink this way, the bottom of the project is moving, as if so smoothly to see through a person, but let him not worry, if ordinary people even, but also a person with such a talent!

Oriental Mo seemed to realize that his answer was a little casual, and he could not help but continue to explain: "Master, do you think I have no big goals or anything?"In fact, I don't want to, but who makes me a person who doesn't care?"

The policy is raised: “What does this say?”

"When I was a child, I lived in a small village on a prairie, I don't know my family, but the village is very much to take care of me, because watching others cultivate, I also want to cultivate, until one day I met a strange person, he gave me some strange books, did not say a word, disappeared, and then I learned that the soul flew away."Oriental ink opened the box, from childhood began to say, naturally, this is a life that he came to the sacred domain of the day, after all, the name of the flood of the mainland, is bound to attract the attention of everyone here, even more shocking than Chen Xiaotian, will definitely catch him, as a monster-like research.

This is how the project listens quietly, nods his head from time to time, and occasionally drinks a cup of tea.

"When I read the strange book, I felt that I seemed to have a little more, and after reading it, the book disappeared, until later, I knew that I had the power of divine knowledge, but also learned a little of the practice of prohibition, and then later, while I was cultivating, while I was fascinated by all kinds of prohibitions, until now, I came here, I am accustomed to freedom and dispersal of people, so now, I am still nothing."When Oriental Mo said this, the expression was only very casual, it seemed that he did not care about these things before, and finally he only smiled and looked at the project, "In fact, I really don't know, my prohibition has reached this point, if I knew it, I would have come long ago!"

After listening to this, the project is even more unable to believe that this young man is self-taught?

“You mean you don’t have a teacher?”The project frowned slightly, and the eyes were still calm like water.