Quick time travel: Heihua Jiaojiao always wants to abduct me

After Yun Yao left, Mo Twelve stared at her receding back and fell into deep thought.

"Brother, where did you get the poison?" Mo Shisan scratched his head, "Master Demon King said we can't use demon blood to refine alchemy."

"That's not poison." Mo Twelve raised his eyebrows slightly: "It's just that I pulled it off your body just now, it seems to be the dirt on your body."

Mo Shisan: "??"

"You go and inform Seventeen and ask him to check if Ke Lie is the Lord Demon King?"

"Yes."

Mo Twelve stared at the direction of Xianshan: "To my surprise, Lan Wulin was injured."

Who can hurt him?

"Brother, since that's the case, let's find Lord Demon King, and we'll hit the Mountain of Prayer in one fell swoop..."

"Impossible." Mo Twelve sighed, "I just hope they don't want to think about the past."

Mo Shisan was puzzled: "What's the matter?"

Mo Twelve glanced at him: "You are still young, you don't understand."

Mo Shisan refused to accept: "I'm already five hundred years old!!"

Mo Twelve: "A five-hundred-year-old brat."

Mo Thirteen: ??(?∩′﹏`∩?)??.crying...

When Ke Lie came home with a pot, he was stopped by an unfamiliar senior brother on the final stage.

"Tomorrow will draw lots, and the day after tomorrow will be the time for the competition. Every disciple will participate. If you win this move, you can directly enter the mountain to practice and get the opportunity to enter the nine-story tower."

"So Junior Brother Ke Lie also wants to participate!"

On the dueling platform not far from Ke Lie, he let out an oh.

"Ke Lie! Don't go!!" Suddenly, several classmates stopped him.

The senior brother next to them saw these people and didn't stop them, but stood aside.

Ke Lie looked at the group of people walking over, the leader looked familiar to him, he had seen it in Lan Wulin's room yesterday morning.

Then he also saw it once yesterday afternoon at the mountain gate.

It seems that he entered the sect in the same batch as him and has been practicing outside the sect, but his brother is the direct disciple of the elder, so he has the opportunity to get close to Lan Wulin.

"Don't let me get you tomorrow!" He looked at him with dark eyes: "Otherwise I will destroy you!"

"Oh." Ke Lie didn't refute, he was actually not interested in any competition.

But there is no way, as a disciple of Qingtianzong, he has to do this.

Moreover, his skills are indeed too few, if he can get in touch with more powerful skills, he can also become very powerful.

Mu Changkong threatened him a few words, but found that he didn't respond, as if he had punched cotton, very uncomfortable.

"Ke Lie, you're going to die tomorrow!" After Mu Changkong finished speaking, he bumped into him hard, and Ke Lie raised the black lacquered iron pot when he hit him.

Mu Changkong hit the pot directly, and his pants turned pitch black.

His face darkened, and the others behind him couldn't help laughing, holding back their laughter.

Mu Changkong was about to make trouble for him, but when he saw the little senior sister walking from the alley, he didn't bother to pay attention to Ke Lie, and ran over quickly.

When the others saw the goddess appearing, they ignored Ke Lie.

"Little sister, where have you been?"

"Senior sister, I just heard that you were injured."

"Senior sister, are you okay!"

Ke Lie glanced at Yunyao's direction, then turned and left.

It would be nice to have someone to help him with the noise.

Yun Yao looked over, and when she saw Ke Lie, her eyes were burning, it was all because of him! !

Otherwise, I wouldn't be what I am now!

It's all because of him! !

So he had to die, and she couldn't be blamed for being cruel.