The Summoner in the Ice Coffin of the Allure

Chapter 293 Bandit Si Ye Luming
"I know!"

Strangely, when I heard Mo Yeweilan's words, the voice above was still painless.

Mo Yeweilan was a little ruthless: "Then you still smoke?"

"If you don't smoke you, are you still going to lie there with a corpse?"

Mo Yeweilan: "..."

Cangyun Wolf's head can't be lowered any further...

Helian Yaoyue was still trying to get out of the broom, but unfortunately, the owner of this broom had no intention of letting her out.A wave of air fell, and in an instant, the center of the golden light seemed to be thrown into a missile.After a loud bang, Helian Yaoyue and the Lingqie flew out a dozen feet away!

"This is the end? CAO! This is too disappointing." The moment the dust dissipated, a bearded and haired man in a gray Taoist robe, carrying the huge dust whisk in his hand, fell down with a beard and staring eyes.

Mo Yeweilan's eyes twitched, seeing that the little golden pestle not far away was still exuding murderous aura, so he pointed over there and said, "Uncle Si Ye, that's Ling Chu."

"Ling Chu?!!" This crazy old urchin was really taken aback when he heard this: "Is this thing hurting your old immortal?"

Old Immortality naturally refers to Mo Yeweilan's master Feng Wurao who has lived for 400 years, but I don't know why?Every time he heard these words from the mouth of this old urchin, Mo Ye Weilan's heart always felt congested.

After all, a normal person wouldn't associate these words with that magnificent man.

"Is my master hurt too?" Mo Yeweilan didn't know about the battle between Feng Wurao and Ye Meiwang in Wuhua City. Hearing this old urchin, his face changed suddenly.

Feng Wurao, 400 years ago in the Cangming Continent, was the only hall-level great summoner. According to rumors, when Feng Wurao came out, no one in the entire continent could compete with him. Summon all the monsters in the continent at once.It can be said that if Feng Wurao wanted to be the king, then in the Cangming Continent, the Three Kingdoms of Haoyue, Ziming, and Nanzhao would no longer exist.

But now, a person with such terrifying strength is actually injured, isn't it too incredible?

"I heard from Feng Ji that she was also injured under this pestle, but is it serious? I don't know."

"What do you mean?"

"I don't know. The dead bird didn't want to say a word to Lao Tzu. When he came to spread the word this morning, he only said that the immortal asked Lao Tzu to help him come here to pick up two people, and there was no other bullshit."

Si Ye Luming, who was a bandit, even if he put down his butcher knife and became a Buddha for decades, but this opening, the mouth full of vulgar words, made Mo Yeweilan frown slightly.

This is probably because the nature of the country is easy to change and it is difficult to change.

But while he was disgusted, he also got another piece of information from this old man, and that was—Feng Wurao already knew that they were coming.

Since he has the ability to sense them coming, Feng Wurao's injury should not be that serious.

When he thought about it this way, his mood immediately improved a lot. He leaned over and hugged Gu Lingsha, who was unconscious on the ground, into his arms and said, "So, then uncle will go back to Xiangyunshuixie with Lan'er."

Si Ye Luming naturally wanted to go, but at this moment, his eyes were always on the small golden arrow that was still shining over there.

"Xiao Lan'er, is this thing only for your summoners?"

(End of this chapter)