"My son, I know you have your own love in your heart, so..." said blood Lingling here, embarrassed to laugh, but this time, but did not bow down, after laughing, slightly red face said, "so I have always regarded yourself as your little stupor, can follow the son, I have been satisfied with the son, my like, is very simple like, son, I will do a good cultivation, at the time, say out, the son's hand, can't I?"

Seeing this girl can still be so slightly funny to explain this matter to herself, so that Oriental ink gratuitous sighed: "Ling Ling, really, I am sorry for you, let you fall into this..." Oriental Mo for the first time, how can his mouth be so bad!

"Daughter, no matter what practice a person cultivates, even if he cultivates the magic, his mind needs time to practice with events, doesn't he?"The blood clasped its head, looking at the Oriental ink with a bit of playful play.

Oriental Mo smiled, this time with a hearty smile, a heavy nod: "Yes, yes, Lingling, you grew faster than I thought."

“Son, can you hold the hustlers again?”I just hope that whatever you do, it will go well.”The blood had opened a pair of white arms.

Oriental Mo smiled and held the blood in his arms, he knew that the blood Lingling is the noble man he met, no matter what he stirs into this dark heavenly sanctuary, he will protect the blood, let her continue to cultivate the magic in the sacred place of heaven, and if there is a chance, he will also make the blood of the magic more pure!

Oriental ink's heart has been thinking about these, and did not find that the blood in his arms has been moistened in the corners of his eyes, and a kiss that he could not feel fell on his chest...

When the Oriental ink stepped into the clouds, watching the blood back to the flowerbed, only to find it when she was slightly lower, the white clothes above, on the chest, a faint purple lip print, Oriental ink was just a smile, the heart moved, changed a suit, and flew directly to the place where he had hidden the magic weapon!

When there is still a distance from the flood cave, Oriental Mo has stopped in shape, released his huge divine power, and began to slowly explore.

He was surprised to find that it was only for a while that there was no one here, and the three gated factions dared to leave here!

Oriental Mo can be sure that they must have seen that there was nothing unusual after the prohibition here was broken, and they left here, and the time should have been two months ago.

Because two months ago, when he came out with the purple cloud from the Nine Dark House, the Nine Dark House had not yet received any news on the side of the flood cave, and there was nothing unusual in it, that is to say, this group of people had been guarding this place for more than three years!

The Oriental ink slightly arouses the corners of the lips, and you make yourself to frighten yourself with this prohibition, and now you will exhaust your efforts here.

The scope of Oriental ink's divine investigation is very terrible, so there is still a long distance away from the previous situation: "Since there is no one here, then it must have received the order of my own patriarch, then my tool and lily soldier, who got it?"

This problem, Oriental Mo must figure out before the next step plan!

Converging their own breath, let their breath in the ordinary occult realm, and Oriental Mo and the demon bottle in the third space of the demon bottle released out, seemingly random flying in the air, in fact, Oriental ink can pass through them, know that far away, there is no suspicious person close.

With these arrangements, Oriental Mo carefully came to the place where his own potters and ligent soldiers were hidden.

When the volley is standing here, Oriental Mo can't help but get a cold breath, it is really difficult to imagine, when the project and the North Hall night are duel here, how much movement!

Within a hundred miles, all the rocks on the surface are broken, even if ordinary small animals walk on it, they will step on some gravel, and in the process of falling, the gravel will directly become powder, scattered with the wind, and countless huge deep pits on the ground, I don't know how many techniques fall on the ground.

However, such an unrecognizable, but within a hundred miles, the obvious boundaries let Oriental ink understand that these two people should do it privately, others do not know, this is the result of two people laying out the ban!

Oriental ink quietly walked in this place, the details of the traces here, some places, there are still strange aura fluctuations, then Oriental ink judgment, these are the traces left by the project, and that with the pure aura traces, it belongs to the north night.

"It seems that the cultivation of the night of the North Hall is the same as the project, but the magic practice of the project government relying on its own cultivation should have robbed this weapon of the spirit soldier!"Finally, Eastern Mo made this judgment.

"But even if he got this magic weapon, he should have been seriously injured, and now he may have returned to the Nine Darkes, or to go to some more secret place to heal."Oriental Mo silently took out the government to his own government master secret order, this must be tracking their own things, then ..., Oriental ink smiled slightly, "the weapon of the spirit soldier is gone, I will leave this here!" 」

Throw the chief secret orders of the Nine Dark Houses here, and then, in the traces of this chaotic battle, carefully look for those belonging to the North Hall Night.

I don't know how long it took, the corners of Oriental ink's lips slightly evoked a confident curvature: "Your injury, I basically understand..."

Dongfang Mo suddenly withdrew his demon, left this sensitive place, looked in the direction, and went straight to the boundary of the Zonglin faction.

In the small tea house, Oriental ink is low-key on the side of drinking tea, where people's talk suddenly fell in the ear.

"Three years have passed since that incident, and no one around the flood still dared to go, but I heard that the aura there is a strong, is a good place to cultivate!"

"That kind of place, go to go to you, I don't go, you haven't heard that there have disappeared a lot of people?"

"Well, the news was sent out by the Zonglin faction, and it must be true."

"No, I have heard that many disciples have suffered a loss there, and it seems that in order to save their lives, even the nine-court bracelets have been left there!"

Oriental Mo listened for a while and concluded that this Zonglin school is really amazing, and when he came here, he released the news that was beneficial to the Zonglin faction, and there was no direct snupping of them, and it was really impossible to explain it, and it was all pushed to the Dark River!

"This Zonglin school is really very whitewashing the peace ah ..." Oriental Mo with a meaningful smile, slowly landed on the site of the Zonglin school, the foot of the mountain of Zonglin, "in this case, I should not let the world know that Zonglin is a despicable and self-deceiving place!" 」

The back of a tall young man slowly moved toward the mountain of mist...

This fog mountain, the cloud is swirling all the year round, and the mountain gate of the Zonglin Pai mountain in the middle of the mountain is looming, like a wonderland, the spirit of the mountain is forced, and even the Oriental ink can't help but feel: "I can't complain that this place is said to be a cultivator's holy place, this spiritual pulse is very strong!"

In order to show that they can accommodate the hearts of Baichuan, the Zonglin faction can not enter from the Zhongshan Gate of Zongshi Mountain, etc., which is not allowed to enter, how can the Zhongshan Gate also have a height of hundreds of meters, so there are many places at the foot of the mountain where there are many ordinary cultivators or low-level monsters that cultivate here.

Oriental ink deliberately hidden its own cultivation, naturally will not be noticeable.

In a small grass, the Oriental ink plate knee, fiddling with some medicinal materials in his hand: "I really don't know how to get, after the killing of those dream sharks, they have not been found, obviously every one has been broken and checked!" 」

Oriental ink is very concerned about the loss of this swallowing gourd, and now the medicine is very uncomfortable!

In order to refine the medicine that can restore the body of the night in the north, Oriental Mo has spent several days looking for various medicinal herbs at the foot of this mountain of Zongxia Mountain, and now it is difficult to put together!

He wanted to find a balance between these two people, since the project administration got the potholester, Oriental Mo can not let the North Hall night too weak, how he also want to "good" to help him!

"Master, you are really the first good person in the sacred realm of the hidden heaven..." Just when Oriental Mo kept refining the soda medicine, the sheep's spiritual beads said, "No, it should be the first good person in heaven and earth!"

Oriental Mo stayed: "Do you think my IQ is the same as your level?"What a fart to put, little bit of a corner!”

"Cough cough..." the sheep's pearls were so easy to calm down, "Master, you are so poisonous tongue, can you give others, our occult heart beads are also your friends."

"Without the sheep, I really don't know how your previous owner endured you, and I really think you can talk to me at any time..."

The sheep are very injured, "when you really use me one day, you will know the importance of my existence!" 」

"Well, I won't hit you, I'd love you to exist like this."Obviously, Oriental Mo is only more serious for refining drugs.

“The trough!”The sheep Lingzhu suddenly burst out of the mouth, "Master, your comfort is too perfunctory, can you hide a little, let my injured heart feel better?" 」

Suddenly, Oriental Mo seemed to find the time that he had squeamed with the silver, and he could not help but froze...