Daily life of the hero of fast time travel

The flickering candlelight illuminated the whole house. This is a very ordinary family with no valuable decorations inside.

Chu Lan glanced around, put Su Mo down, pulled off his clothes, and looked at the wound.

"I'm really sorry, senior brother, you seem to be dying. But if you die, this game is really not fun, so, senior brother, you have to live well, understand?"

"Hahaha...hahaha..."

A burst of weird laughter came, Chu Lan was taken aback suddenly, drew his sword and looked over.

A gust of cold wind blew the door, and there was a creaking sound. Chu Lan snorted coldly: "Who? Don't play tricks, come out."

The laughter disappeared and was never seen again.

Chu Lan walked to the door, but found that there was no one there.

When he closed the door and returned, he found that there was no one in the room.

"Big Brother?"

Chu Lan looked around, and the room was empty, as if he was the only one from the beginning to the end.

Seemingly thinking of something, the smile on Chu Lan's face deepened: "Brother, it's fun like this."

A figure in the distance sprinted quickly on the roof. He waited until he left Luojia Village before he looked at Su Mo in his arms.

"Little Muyan, how could I let go of someone with your potential."

After Ji Ruhua finished speaking, she glanced back at Luojia Village, clicked her tongue twice, and left with Su Mo.

Five years later.

The magic altar.

With one hand, Su Mo chopped down a bowl-thick tree in front of him into two sections.

clap clap.

Ji Ruhua clapped her hands and walked forward: "In the past few years, you have made great progress, the poison on your body has almost been cleared, and your heart has calmed down a lot. Sure enough, Ji Ruhua can't do it without me in this world. things."

Su Mo saluted Ji Ruhua: "Master."

Su Mo, who has grown into a young man, was molested and taught by Ji Ruhua to become a monstrous man. This is Su Mo's resistance, otherwise, it is almost a woman now.

"Master, can I get my clothes back?"

God knows how painful Yang Luo is now. At this time, Su Mo is dressed very sexy, with a big red dress on his body. If Muyan's body is not good, it would be hot eyes. Instead, Muyan's body is wearing women's clothing , It's a feminine charm wafting out.

"Yes, but there are conditions."

Su Mo rubbed his temples: "Let me go and see Cao Que, right? Let me tell you, Master, it's been five years, haven't you given up yet?"

Ji Ruhua reached out and pinched Su Mo's cheek: "Xiao Muyan, if you help me pursue him, I will let you out."

The Devil's Cult General Altar has set up many formations. It's not that Su Mo and Cao Que have tried it before, but unfortunately, they will be scarred every time, either trapped or deterred by the killing formation, and finally brought out by Ji Ruhua.

No matter how many times Su Mo said, Ji Ruhua would not allow the two of them to go out.

Seeing that Su Mo's injury from five years ago has healed a lot, he decided to go out again.

Cao Que, whose eyes were tied with white silk, was not in good health. His body was always healed, and his injuries were healed. He was not as open as Su Mo.

That's right, a big devil who just said he likes him, no matter what man he is, he would reject him, especially a decent disciple like Cao Que who came from a famous family.

"Cao Que, here I come."

Cao Que coughed and didn't get up.

Su Mo ran over: "It works, Ji Ruhua promised me to go out."

Cao Que stood up with difficulty: "Really?"

Su Mo nodded: "However, you still need to keep him steady. After I go out, I will bring the people from the Xianmen to rescue you."