Villains: The Empress Master was poisoned, and the traitor was ecstatic

after sunrise,

The morning glow shone in the courtyard among the bamboo forests, and Min Qingchen, who was bathed in the sun, was lying weakly on his side on the bamboo pillow, with a sense of satisfaction after eating on his rosy little face.

However, before he recovered, a few teardrops welled up from the corners of his eyes, and he tightly tucked the corner of the quilt in aggrieved manner, refusing to let go.

"I thought Master would be so different after practicing the Girl's Reversal Art, but that's all it is!"

Chu Mo stood aside and looked at Min Qingchen's appearance, and couldn't help but feel amused.

Looking up at Qi Yurou who was clamoring to "receive on behalf of the teacher", he couldn't help laughing.

I thought I was so good...

it's good now……

Let's pour foam!

"My lord, it's already dawn!"

"If you don't come out again, Master Dao, I really can't hold it anymore!"

Outside, Wang Defa shouted eagerly.

"Oh, what a hassle!"

Chu Mo cleaned himself up with a cleansing mantra.

"Tsk!"

"Xiao Qi, this guy..."

"Another bite..."

"I have to ask Master to teach me well when I turn back!"

Chu Mo sighed.

Walking to the door of the house, pushed open the door, and stepped out.

The light of dawn poured down from the sky and fell into the bamboo house, reflecting on his thin and straight back, shining brightly.

"The turbidity in the body has been removed, it is really refreshing!"

Chu Mo stretched his muscles and bones, took a deep breath of fresh air, and immediately felt transparent and refreshed.

Not only the impurities in the body are discharged, but also the hidden injuries from the trance are also fully recovered.

This state is simply miraculous!

"Son!"

Seeing Chu Mo come out, Wang Defa was overjoyed. The four demon cultivators he suppressed were about to break through his magic circle and break free from the shackles.

"Hurry up, whether to kill or keep depends on the young master's words!"

While urging the magic circle, Wang Defa begged Chu Mo for help.

"If you can kill them all, you still need to ask me this kind of question?"

Chu Mo glanced at the four people coldly, with a strong murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

"That's what I said, but there's one thing you don't know yet!"

Wang Defa scratched his head with a wry smile when he heard the words.

"Oh? What else is there?" Chu Mo frowned, his eyes revealed a strange light.

Wang Defa rolled his eyes, and suddenly lowered his voice and said: "The Fuyao saint who was not captured by the young master..."

Chu Mo's face froze.

Yup!

Where is my Swinging Maiden?

What about me, such a big flying saint?

"After I brought her out of Fuyao Holy Land that day, she suddenly changed into a different person and injured me..."

"It was only later that I found out that she was the Qianmian Yanji from the Demon Race, and she was very powerful!"

As Wang Defa spoke, he felt depressed for a while.

It would be fine if he was cultivating in the ordinary evil ways, but what he encountered was the legendary Balrog, which almost cost him half his life.

"Thousand-faced Yan Ji?"

Chu Mo was taken aback.

This is another great opportunity!

No wonder he felt so familiar the last time he heard Fuyao's maiden name as Jiang Pingying.

It turned out to be Yan Ji with Thousand Faces!

"Her surname is Jiang, I should have thought of it earlier!"

Chu Mo secretly hated it!

I only regret that I didn't finish reading the original book.

He vaguely remembered that in the original book, Jiang Pingying was the incarnation of a drop of blood that the ancient powerful man cut off a trace of great luck in the long river of time and fused it with himself!

In the later stage, Jiang Pingying evolved three thousand ways, cultivating all demons, Taos and Buddhas, and finally proved the Tao Hunyuan, transcending a thousand eons and indestructible!

Chu Mo knew that he was destined to follow the same path as her.

Therefore, this Jiang Pingying became even more important!

"Sir?"

Wang Defa looked at Chu Mo suspiciously, feeling something was wrong in his heart.

"Yeah!" Chu Mo nodded slightly: "What does that have to do with these four?"

"Before I heard them mean that Qianmian Yanji had been named a demon saint by the ancient demon, and they are the subordinates of the demon saint!"

Wang Defa explained: "They came this time to convey a word to the young master..."

"What?"

Chu Mo looked coldly at Chen Wenlong and the others who had given up their resistance.

"Honorable Lord came to the world, master and honorable master invite Mr. Chu to come to Jiuyou Palace on the day of Double Ninth Festival in every calendar! If your master comes, your lord can let Qiongming Jianzong's whole family go!"

Chen Wenlong's tone was calm, and he glanced at Chu Mo indifferently.

He knew that Chu Mo would definitely make a choice!

And it was what he had in mind!

"You threaten this seat?"

Chu Mo looked at Chen Wenlong coldly.

"The battle for the Great Dao should be a life-and-death battle, not a threat or not!"

"Your so-called Righteous Way has carried the luck of Heaven and Dao for so long, and it's time for Fengshui to turn around, and it's our turn to be a Demon Cultivator! Now that our Lord has returned, we are willing to leave you a safe place, which is considered compassionate!"

"Young Master Chu, you don't want to see the entire Qiongming Sword Sect be wiped out, do you?"

Chen Wenlong raised his neck proudly, staring coldly.

Chu Mo sneered, and the long sword in his hand flashed away.

Chen Wenlong's body stagnated suddenly.

"You dare to kill me?"

His face was contorted with pain.

"Kill you? This seat will make your ashes into fireworks and display them in public on the Double Ninth Festival!"

As Chu Mo said, he waved his arms casually and beheaded the other three people under the sword.

"Boom!"

The thunder exploded, the dark clouds gathered, and the wind howled!

"Crack!"

An extremely thick bolt of lightning struck down from the clouds and directly hit the corpses of the four of them.

In an instant, the four broken corpses turned into coke and disappeared!

Whether Qiongming Jianzong is dead or alive, or even the entire Suiyu Shenzhou is dead or alive, Chu Mo doesn't care, and he won't care!

but……

He couldn't bear the last sentence Chen Wenlong said!

That was his line! !

"Pack it up and make it into fireworks!"

"Let them Moxiu understand how splendid the world is when they offend me, Chu Mo!"

Chu Mo snorted coldly, and a fierce and domineering aura swept out.

Suddenly, the sky and the earth trembled, and the dark clouds receded.

The sound of rolling thunder stopped abruptly.

"Damn it! Niubiyi!"

Seeing that Wang Defa was taken aback for a while!

If only he was so domineering!

I don't have to live for nine lives, and I have to be made into this look in the end...

"My admiration for the young master is like a torrential river, endless, and like the Yellow River flooding, once it bursts out of control. Listening to the young master's words is better than studying a hundred years of hard work. Seeing the ancient and modern romantic figures, I can still count the young master!"

Wang Defa flattered and talked very casually.

"Okay, stop talking!" Chu Mo coughed lightly, and said, "Speak human words!"

"My lord gave me the body of a dog, and I can only talk like a dog..."

"Wang Wang..."

"I remember that there is an ancient tomb in the Jiuyou Demon Palace of the Demon Race. The things buried in it are not as small as the Holy King's Tomb in the Realm of the God Ruins... I don't know if you can..."

Wang Defa rubbed his hands together, smiling obsequiously with a flattering expression on his face.

"You have a good plan!"

Chu Mo squinted at him, and said with a half-smile, "Unless you teach me your formation technique, there's no way!"