Evil Millet Bug: Nine-year-old Concubine

Chapter 63

Shang Mo burst out laughing: "I'm sorry, I didn't die. Come and collect my body next time."

"You!" Qi Cheng's purple pupils stared, his usually murderous and stern face turned red with anger: "You dare to die!"

"Qi Cheng, I'll give you one year to build a mercenary army for me that can surpass 67 Sha, can you do it?" As soon as the topic changed, Shang Mo's eyes narrowed suddenly, and his tone lost the casualness just now.

Shang Mo knew Qi Cheng and had been preparing for so many years, now it is not difficult for him to complete it within a year.

Qi Cheng paused for a moment, and when he talked about the business, his eyes were surprisingly serious, with a respectful expression: "Yes, master."

Shang Mo raised the corners of his lips in satisfaction: "Shang Zong still has a lot of scum who have ghosts and desires to collude with other Zong. I will work hard for you to clean up the house tonight, so be gentle."

"Yeah." Qi Cheng narrowed his eyes and nodded, his swaying purple pupils exuded an unusually cold light, burning with murderous aura, as expected he was holding a Bone Biting Whip, and Qi Zong spared no expense in chasing and killing martial arts evildoer.

It was indeed terrifying, but birds of a feather flocked to Shang Mo.

Shang Mo casually raised his eyes to look at the clear moon in the sky, curled his lips and smiled lightly, the jade flute around his waist became more and more moist, her fingertips lightly touched the cold flute sound, I haven't seen Brother Lingkuang for five years, I don't know how he is it is good.

If he wanted to know where brother Yan's tomb was, he might have to trouble Chunjianglou, one of the four sons under Brother Lingkuang's sect, Wuyue.

Shang Mo suddenly lifted his breath, and his figure was as light as a thin cloud.

"Where are you going?" Qi Cheng's face darkened, his brows were furrowed, he really couldn't figure out what this woman was thinking.

"Meet the old friend." Qingyue's laughter is still in his ears, and that elegant figure has long since disappeared in the silent night.

The moonlight is gone, the cold water is complaining about the ups and downs, the secluded place, between the clouds, smoke and dusk, the ethereal environment, indifferent and cold.

The mist that permeates the surface of the cold floor tiles is so cold that it hurts the bone marrow. In the deep mountain, it is difficult for birds and animals to approach here. It is bitingly cold here. The underground palace is buried deep in the ground. The faint light from the luminous pearl inlaid on the top can barely illuminate the stone steps in the dark, and the further you go down, the colder it becomes.

In the quiet space, only the sound of my own breathing and footsteps can be heard.

On the bottom floor of the underground palace, a white jade coffin that seems to be carved out of ice is quietly placed horizontally in the center, surrounded by two steps that are also made of runny jade. Bright light is required, which makes it difficult for people's eyes to adapt to such light for a while.

Zhao Fenghua had already arrived at the underground palace, and when he heard the movement behind him, he knew that the other three had also come.

With the light of the night pearl, the face of the person in the jade coffin can be vaguely seen.

His hair was like blue silk, and his figure was magnificent. Xiao Shuxuan held it up like a god. He lay quietly in the jade coffin, as if he had just fallen asleep. Two clean and slender hands were folded on his abdomen, and one was warm and moist. His jade flute was also quietly held in his hand, and his indifferent and gentle face still wore the mask that they had never seen the master take off. His demeanor was cold and cold, but even at this moment, as if he was asleep, the corners of his mouth were still The unchanging gentle smile is still confusing every time you see it.

"Master has been sleeping for five years." Zhao Fenghua's voice was very gentle, but full of deep helplessness and loneliness.

"You shouldn't have allowed the young master to make dangerous moves in the first place!" He complained in a low voice mercilessly and angrily, looking at the unmoved young master in the jade coffin, his eyes slowly changed from the original resentment to the same as Zhao Fenghua's. Desolation: "If I had known this earlier, I would have risked the crime of violating the Young Master's order back then, and I would have prevented the Young Master from going back. Now that I am fine, I don't know when I will wake up."

"Amitabha." Wuhen was still in the commoner robe and cassock, with a calm expression, much calmer than Wuqing: "Young master was deeply seeded with Gu poison when he was young, forcing Shang Zhantian to put him to death, this is the opportunity for young master to completely get rid of the control of Gu poison .”

At this moment, although Meng Lingkuang has been in a deep sleep for five years, the true energy in his body has never stopped walking around his body for a moment. He is betting his life on this move. If he wins, the moment he wakes up, not only will the poisonous poison no longer become To check and balance his shackles, on the contrary, at that time, he must be reborn and step into a new realm.

The more advanced a person is in martial arts, the more difficult it is to step into a new realm.

"But what if the young master doesn't wake up..." Wu Shuang was dressed in a light blue robe, before he finished speaking, his big watery eyes were already wet, his nose turned red, and he clenched his fists.

"Shang Mo is back." Zhao Fenghua sighed lightly, and frowned: "The master has ordered that Shang Mo must not know about this matter. Don't let her get close to the Misty Realm."

"Wuyue, let's come..." After being reminded by Zhao Fenghua, Wuqing touched the bridge of his nose in embarrassment, almost forgetting the purpose of the three of them coming here to find her: "We came here to tell you that that kid has coming."

"Then what are you doing here!"

Suddenly there was a roar, and the three of them were sweating profusely. Looking at Zhao Fenghua, who was known as the most beautiful woman in the world, and always soft-spoken, he turned his face and roared in horror.

Wushuang looked at Zhao Fenghua who suddenly turned into a terrifying Yaksha, blinking and blinking with tears in his eyes. Monk Wuhen had already habitually recited "Amitabha" silently to suppress his shock.

"You three..." Zhao Fenghua stared angrily at the three innocent people, and said "I'm so pissed off" before turning around and leaving the underground palace in a hurry.

It wasn't until Zhao Fenghua left that the three of them looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.

As soon as Shang Mo got close to Misty Villa, they sensed the person's long internal strength and profound skill. She even easily passed the formations outside Piaomiao. Seeing that they were about to enter Piaomiao Realm, they didn't want to go Facing the demon king of the world, he can neither tell her about the young master's slumber, nor fight her. It's better to leave this kind of matter to Wuyue to worry about...

The shadows are sparse, the bamboos are falling, and the purple bamboos are flying around.

The formations outside Piao Miao are really profound, if it wasn't for Ling Kuang's elder brother who brought her here when she was young, Shang Mo really wouldn't be able to break through the formations.

Seeing that he was about to walk out of the chaotic forest, suddenly a blue figure burst out of the air, it seemed that he had rushed here not long ago, and it seemed that he had been waiting for her here for a long time, seeing her come out, that figure seemed to appear out of nowhere, blocked the way.

Shang Mo was dressed in a white dress, and when she looked up, she saw a "man" with fair skin, red lips, white teeth, sword brows with gentleness, exquisite facial features, and a man's attire in a blue long gown, standing in front of her. Mo lightly raised his pink lips, and chuckled softly: "What a handsome scholar who is indistinguishable between male and female, Mr. Wuyue, or I should call you Fenghua girl more appropriately. Long time no see."

(End of this chapter)