Evil Millet Bug: Nine-year-old Concubine

Chapter 122

Slowly lowering the hand holding the flute, even Shang Mo himself was stunned in disbelief. What did it feel like just now? She only felt that a steady stream of power was enriching herself, and there was also a steady stream of power in the flute. The sound spread out, as if it were an endless cycle, and there would never be a day of exhaustion. That feeling, which cannot be expressed in words, was so shocking. Shang Mo would never forget the moment just now. Feel!

Is this the power of Shangxie homonym...

It turned out to be such an easy thing to kill Baili Invincible. Could it be that the master simply exaggerated the strength of this Baili old monster?He's actually pretty vulnerable at all!

Seeing Shang Mo blinking his eyes suspiciously, Meng Lingkang retrieved the "Longevity Without Borders" half-queen from Baili Wudi's corpse, and walked back to Shang Mo. He was dressed in white clothes and was spotless, just stepped on The bloody and disgusting place still did not damage his handsome and handsome temperament.

"Brother Lingkuang..." Shang Mo's eyes were full of joy and excitement, more of a kind of excitement.

"Mo'er, thank you." Meng Lingkuang gently embraced Shang Mo in his arms.

"Thank me? Thank me for what? Brother Lingkuang, there is no need to say thank you between us." Shang Mo puffed up his cheeks dissatisfiedly while enjoying Meng Lingkuang's comfortable and gentle embrace.

Meng Ling laughed wildly without saying a word, the combination of Shangxie and evil may not have such a powerful force, unless the two people who play them are sincere and sincere, and only envy mandarin ducks and not immortals...

Mo'er, thank you for your sincerity.

Shang Mo was still blinking her eyes in a daze. All this happened so suddenly, she was still excited and had no time to think about things calmly. Of course, she didn't know why Meng Lingkuang thanked her.

The entire moving island has become a ruin, only the last half of Longevity Boundless is left outside, the merger of the evil and the earth-shattering, all of this happened too fast...

Huge ships of naval battles are slowly approaching this ruined island. On the top of the ship, a tall and tall figure in a silver robe is standing against the wind, with eyebrows like a sword and face like a knife. The natural noble temperament made anyone who saw him couldn't help but look sideways.

That earth-shattering force came from the direction of the island. Although the man didn't know why such a powerful force erupted, he knew that all of this must be related to that person who is sometimes elegant and quiet, sometimes domineering and arrogant, and sometimes A witty and nifty woman is about….

"My lord, that light..." Someone beside the man exclaimed in amazement, so amazing... "It's her." The man only answered these two words lightly, his eyes fixed on that direction, the boat was approaching direction.

From the first moment he saw her, he knew that his life should not be terminated, whether it was a kindness or a grudge, and one day he would get it back. It was the woman who always liked to wear plain white dresses, like a fairy from the sky. , let him see hope again.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

Zhao Fenghua's face was livid, and as the boat swayed back and forth on the water, Zhao Fenghua's expression became more and more ugly.

"Amitabha, I told you not to come." Wuhen raised his palms and muttered silently. Who would have thought that the most beautiful woman in the world, Zhao Fenghua, and the most handsome young man, Wuyue, would be so embarrassed that he couldn't even stand up as soon as he boarded the boat. stand up.

Zhao Fenghua: "..."

The boat docked suddenly, and Shang Mo was still immersed in the sudden victory. He was suddenly startled by the sound of the boat docking, and his face turned blue.

Looking up against the wind, today's waves are extremely rough, the air smells of humidity, the huge red sun is approaching the sea level, the entire sea surface and the sky are almost connected as one, a blood red.

A line of elite silver-armored troops disembarked from the ship, and behind them was the endless Hongguang, which was really spectacular. They came from the backlight, each of them was full of energy, and their eyes were bright. At the forefront of them was a man with a machete as a weapon and a black cloak. Silver brocade steel boots, purple gold soft belt and hair, a tall and straight man, it was the Qiyou who was picked up by Shang Mo from the side of the road that day, and almost died in the wilderness.

Walking against the wind, Shang Mo couldn't see Qiyou's face clearly. His black cloak was swept up by the strong wind. Shang Mo felt that Qiyou was very similar to a person several times, but this idea was always in her mind. It passed by in a flash, and I never thought about it seriously. Now that I look at it, this feeling is even stronger.

"Master, it's late to come down." Qiyou stopped a few steps away from Shang Mo, just lowered his head slightly, and even though there were only dozens of people who came with him, the extremely elite silver-armored army also only slightly lowered his head. Head, no pedestrians and big gifts, this is the rule of Shang Mo, men have bones under their knees, only kneel to the sky and kneel to the king.

Shang Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, and then smiled generously: "I am surprised that you are here."

Where is the so-called late arrival?She didn't tell anyone about this at all, and came directly after receiving the master's suicide letter. She was also quite surprised how Qiyou knew about it.

Besides, getting rid of the Baili old monster is also a matter of cleaning up the sect, and it is naturally a private matter.

"However..." After a pause, Shang Mo added: "It's just in time for you to come. Although Baili Wudi is dead, the remnants of evil still linger. This island is very strange. You just turned it upside down and dug three feet into the ground. You have to watch them all carefully, don't let any one go, cut the weeds... get rid of the roots."

When he said the four words "Zui Hu", Shang Mo still tilted his head with lingering fear and took a peek at Meng Lingkuang next to him. Seeing that his face was calm and he didn't show too much emotion, Shang Mo was a little relieved Come.

Just like Brother Lingkuang didn't care about what the world thinks back then, but only worried about whether she would alienate him because of fear. She Shangmo doesn't care whether others say she is a female devil or the female Hades, she only cares about her mausoleum. Will Crazy Brother hate her because of her ruthlessness?

As if aware of Shang Mo's gaze, Meng Ling turned his head sideways, his bottomless dark eyes softened slightly, and he stared fondly at her twinkling pupils, Shang Mo's face turned red, and the corners of his lips curved like a circle The curved crescent moon hooked up like a crescent moon, and then looked away with confidence.

"Yes."

After receiving Shang Mo's order, this elite team quickly and well-trained began to completely destroy this suspicious and unpredictable island, cutting grass and roots, leaving no one alive.

"Pray."

When passing by Shang Mo, Qiyou heard her clear and pleasant voice calling his name, he hesitated for a moment, Qiyou stopped, turned around, still handsome and calm His face remained unchanged as if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him. He looked at Shang Mo quietly, waiting for her to speak.

(End of this chapter)