Magical Doctor Little Demon Concubine

Chapter 13

Mo Guofeng swallowed his saliva, took a step back in fright, and closed the darkroom nervously.

Looking at the closed wall, he tried to calm down his mood.

"It must be my old eyes that misread it, it must be!" Mo Guofeng comforted himself, and twisted the mechanism again to open the secret passage.

Looking at the dark room that had been completely swept away, Mo Guofeng felt as if five thunders had struck his head, and his soul was about to be blown away.

"Ah... ah ah~"

After a while, there was Mo Guofeng's horrifying roar, which was miserable and angry.

"Who, who the fuck is he...

Who the hell stole everything from Lao Tzu, not even a hair left?Who, who! "

After Mo Guofeng confirmed that this was the truth, his body trembled, and he jumped on the spot and scolded anxiously and angrily.

Everything in his darkroom was gone, and all his hard work in the past few years was in vain.

"Elixir, my elixir!"

Mo Guofeng quickly got up from the ground again, pinning all his hopes on the elixir placed in the dark compartment.

He walked over quickly, trying to open the secret compartment, but found that he couldn't open it no matter what.

The more he couldn't open it, the more anxious he became, sweating profusely.

He suddenly understood in his heart that not only was his elixir stolen, but he was provocatively banned again.

Ruthless, it's too dark and ruthless!
Mo Guofeng suddenly had a very bad premonition, the person locked in the secret room?

He hurriedly walked down the secret room.

Sure enough, Hua Wugou who was locked inside had disappeared.

That is the Mingxuan Iron Chain, not to mention the Spiritual Knife and Spiritual Sword, even those with extremely high cultivation levels are hard to break.

If he knew that Mo Feixun used his finger as a knife and broke it easily and happily, wouldn't he be so angry that his blood would flow back.

"I'm so mad, I'm so mad!" Mo Guofeng was so angry that he almost didn't bring it up.

He quickly took out a few pills and took them, and then gradually stabilized the rioting mood.

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"Ah!"

"Young man, the weather is getting colder, you should wear more clothes if you are thin." Seeing Mo Feixun sneezed, Hua Wugou cared about her.

Mo Feixun only felt that someone must be scolding her behind her back, and shook her head slightly: "My body, I know it myself."

Hua Wugou still had messy hair, couldn't see his face, and his black eyes were full of curiosity and regret: "Young man, you are young, and logically speaking, it should be the best time to cultivate your spiritual power. How about your spiritual root?" Will it all be destroyed?"

"Knowing so much, do you want to die?"

"..." Hua Wugou could only shut his mouth embarrassingly, not daring to ask any more questions.

This young man seemed easy to get along with, but it was not like that at all, instead he had a very weird temper.

"How long will it take to get there? If you dare to play tricks, you know what will happen!" Mo Feixun walked all night, and now it was dawn, and he hadn't reached the destination yet, and he felt a little impatient in his heart.

"Hurry up, it's on the mountain in front, follow this path all the way up, we'll probably arrive in half an hour." Hua Wugou pointed at the path in front of them and said with a smile.

But he didn't know that his smile looked scarier than a ghost.

"Then let's go..."

"Shh!"

The voice hadn't finished completely yet, suddenly, several gust-like voices whistled from the ear, carrying a clanging and murderous aura.

Hua Wugou glanced at the special long arrow that landed at their feet, his pupils shrank in horror, and hurriedly said: "Young hero, let's run, we are from the Rakshamen."

What should come... always comes...

(End of this chapter)