Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

Chapter 842

After Mo Mao was dismissed, he really went to look for Mu Sheng, and An Qingli naturally followed.

After all, in the territory of the demon race, she is a human race, and it is difficult for her to stand upright and walk, and it is impossible to find her master in an open and honest manner.

In addition, the speed of the mustard space is slow, if you go to find Mu Sheng in this vast demonic country according to the speed of the mustard space, you don't know how long it will be wasted.

However, Mo Mao was not the only one looking for Mu Sheng in the Blood Demon Kingdom.

Today's Mu Sheng has become famous.

It is such a dangerous weapon that many demons want to take it for their own use.

If you successfully capture Mu Sheng and throw him into the capital of the Qian Empire, it will be a great achievement.

Mu Sheng was hunted down by several groups of people at the same time, and he was in constant fear, and had already fled to an old forest deep in the mountains.

The miasma lingered in the deep mountains and old forests all the year round, Mu Sheng took pills and herbs and risked his life to hide in it.

As for the deep mountains and old forests, there are some old devils and ghosts, but they are no longer in Mu Sheng's consideration.

A moment to live is a moment.

Mu Sheng was too tired, his whole body was covered with injuries, he crawled into the old forest.

Holding a curved sickle in his hand, Mo Mao rushed to the famous Corpse Demon Ridge in the Gorefiend's country after hearing the news.

The Corpse Demon Ridge stretches for eight thousand miles, and it is the territory of a demon king. Ordinary little demons dare not venture there.

This place is the territory of the Blood Demon Kingdom, but it does not belong to the court of the Blood Demon Kingdom.

There is not only one place like this that is alone in the country in the huge blood demon country.

There are also people above this demon king, backed by a great demon in the demon emperor realm.

Thousands of demons gathered outside Shimo Ridge, full of hesitation.

Whether it is more important to catch Mu Sheng and fight for wealth, or his own life is more important, it is indeed a bit difficult to decide.

When Mo Mao arrived, he also hesitated.

"Do you dare to enter?"

A demon asked Mo Mao.

Although Mo Mao was dismissed, but his family background is not bad, maybe the devil king who occupies the mountain will give Mo Mao some face.

"this……."

Mo Mao glanced at the dense jungle in front of him, and his expression was also ugly.

In the Blood Demon Country, anyone who trespassed on other people's territory, no matter what the reason, could be directly killed.

The blood demon country is in chaos, and it pays attention to strength. If you go to other places to jump around at will, you can only blame yourself if you die.

"Don't you dare?" Youmo taunted Momao directly, "A demon general who has led soldiers on the battlefield doesn't even have the guts?"

"Hey!" Mo Mao was furious, "Who says I dare not!"

"You dare to enter!"

The two real demons directly gave way to Mo Mao.

Mo Mao clenched the curved sickle in his hand, brewed for a while, and shouted at Lao Lin: "The grandson of Mozao in Blood Demon City, the younger generation, is here to catch traitors, and please be lenient with the multi-eyed Demon Lord!"

Whether it is accommodating or not, Mo Mao didn't wait for a response.

But Mu Sheng, who was crawling in the forest, was so frightened that he trembled a few times.

commit a sin!

The ghost lingers!

What are these demons so persistent in capturing him as a human race?
don't come in!

Do not come in!

Mu Sheng's teeth chattered with fear, and he used his hands and feet in a hurry. With his dysentery head on and wrapped in a rag padded jacket, he crawled faster in this old forest like a gecko.

His hands and feet were worn out and bleeding, but Mu Sheng still crawled forward without looking back, his crawling movements were so proficient that it made people feel distressed, and he was as nimble as a wild monkey in the mountains.

An Qingli opened Lingxi's right eye in the Jiezi space, and looked outside, but she couldn't find Mu Sheng's trace, only saw the towering giant tree looming in the miasma.

Bingfeng also activated the Ice Eye, and also searched in the forest, but also found no trace of Mu Sheng.

This Zombie Ridge covers too much area and has ups and downs. There are some hares and pheasants with black hair and red eyes, but Mu Sheng is not seen.

"Mu Sheng! Mu Sheng!"

The little Lingxi called anxiously in the mustard space.

Although he knew that Mu Sheng couldn't hear him, he still hoped that he could respond.

An Qingli stroked Xiao Lingxi's head to comfort her, and Little Pegasus secretly looked at the luck on An Qingli's head.

Although her owner said that she doesn't need to talk about her luck all the time, Little Pegasus still looks at her from time to time habitually.

At this moment, although the master's luck is still in the third stage, it is on the downward trend. Maybe that Mu Sheng is nearby.

Mu Sheng's gray luck should lower all the luck around him, so those people and forces who have dealt with Mu Sheng are so unlucky.

Moreover, Mu Sheng's gray luck is not just as simple as lowering the luck, it will suddenly cause karma and bring disasters to others.

Such a Mu Sheng really lived up to the name of the god of plague.

An Qingli searched around to no avail, and Mo Mao didn't wait for the big demon in the forest to respond.

Mo Mao is only in the Real Demon Realm, and he can't compete with the multi-eyed Demon Lord in the Demon Lord Realm.

The rest of the demons stared at Mo Mao again, asking Mo Mao to take the lead.

Mo Mao was under a lot of pressure, so he had no choice but to send a message to one of his uncles, asking him to come to Zhan Moling to take people.

"You bastard?" The uncle immediately refused clearly when he heard that he was a famous bastard, "That human race has a hard life, what can you do if you touch it? That kind of plague god, who always thinks about a person in his heart, can kill him." People are cursed to death. Don’t worry about it, let it be caught by someone.”

The words have been made clear, the uncle of the Demon King directly cut off the communication talisman.

It would be bad luck to hear more about Mu Sheng, let alone take the initiative to approach it.

But Mo Mao was still not reconciled.

After coming here, and being hurt so badly by Mu Sheng, and counting on Mu Sheng's promotion and fortune, how could he just return empty-handed.

"Otherwise, let's go in together." A mysterious demon suggested, "We have so many demons going in together, it doesn't make sense for the multi-eyed demon king to destroy us together. He has the support of his ancestors, don't we? Kill us, our ancestors can burn this place to the ground when they are angry."

"It's not impossible." Another demon agreed, "But we bear the misfortunes together, and enjoy the blessings together. If we really catch the bad guys, we each have to share a share of the profits."

Mo Hong said in a loud voice: "As the human race said, don't forget each other even if you are rich!"

"If you are rich, don't forget each other!" All the demons responded together.

Because in the black market of the demons, the living Mu Sheng has already offered a reward of [-] high-grade magic crystals.

But the dead Mu Sheng was worthless.

The shouts resounded loudly, Mo Mao was also encouraged, and made an oath with all the demons in public that they would go into the forest together to catch Mu Sheng.

Mu Sheng panicked, dragged his broken body, and crawled deeper into the forest in grief and anger.

"Let's go! Catch the bad guy!"

Mo Mao raised his arms and gave an order, leading a group of strangely shaped demons into the forest like leading soldiers on a battlefield.

But even though Momao was in the Real Demon Realm, he didn't come to the forefront. Instead, the ones who came to the forefront were the little demons with the lowest cultivation.

The little devil was born without feet, with a chubby body, similar to a pickle jar, excitedly hopping around in the miasma forest, searching for Mu Sheng while hopping.

Mu Sheng has been hiding in this forest for many days.

About his aura, many have dissipated.

But there was a dog demon with a good nose, who smelled the breath of the human race from a blood-stained stone.

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(End of this chapter)