Fang Mo turned expressionlessly and walked towards the hall.

"Master!"

"Lord!"

Linglong and Liu Yunxi hurriedly greeted them, their tones respectful.

Especially Linglong, wearing a black dress like a black elf, wrapped in gusts of fragrant wind, threw herself into Fang Mo's arms.

There is no irrigation from Fang Mo these days, and now that several other people are not there, Linglong is a little unable to help herself for a while.

Fang Mo still walked towards the hall expressionlessly.

Linglong also seemed to sense that Fang Mo was in a bad mood, and obediently buried her little head in his arms without speaking.

Liu Yunxi followed closely and wanted to step into the hall, but was pulled by the ghost Daoist behind him.

"Well?"

Liu Yunxi turned around and looked at the ghost Daoist suspiciously.

The ghost Daoist did not speak, but shook his head slightly at him, signaled him not to follow, and then slowly closed the door of the temple.

...

Inside the hall, Fang Mo suddenly stopped.

Linglong in her arms was like a well-behaved cat, raising her little head and looking at Fang Mo suspiciously.

"I'm in a bad mood right now..."

Fang Mo gently kneaded the pair of furry cat ears with his hand.

Linglong looked at Fang Mo with silky eyes.

The next moment, the understanding slowly leaned down....

Fang Mo raised his head slightly, looking at the dome above, his eyes deep.

The 10,000-year-old Dryad of the Falling Cloud Mountain Range and the Blood Soul Hall of the Heavenly North Region all reminded him that he must hurry up to improve his strength!

Especially that 10,000-year-old dryad, he must make it better to live than die!

A trace of fierceness flashed in Fang Mo's eyes, and he moved his whole body.

This also leads to....

"Ahem..."

Linglong felt a little suffocated.

One hour, Linglong was picked up by Fang Mo and strode towards the side hall.

...

Following.

Yi Shui'er, Wei Chitu, Ling Yu and the others returned to the Blood God Temple.

"Huh, this is?"

Wei Chitu was the first to spot the person nailed to the boulder and strode over.

Yi Shui'er also followed with a puzzled face.

When she saw the familiar scarlet robe, Yi Shui'er's face changed slightly.

"Do not move him, this is the meaning of the Lord." At this time, the ghost Daoist appeared in front of everyone.

Hearing this, Yi Shui'er was overjoyed in her heart, and immediately couldn't care about anything else, and went straight to the hall.

Lotus steps dance lightly, pink skirts flutter.

Seeing this, the ghost Daoist looked strange, but he knew that the Lord had not stopped with Lord Demon Ji since yesterday until now...

Even when he came out just now, he could still hear the gentle and high voice of Lord Demon Ji in the side hall.

This is Wei Chitu picking up a crippled man with a broken leg, pointing to the person on the boulder and saying

, "Hehe, Qingzuo, you should know this guy."

The person with the broken leg was the mysterious person who attacked them outside the Soul Hidden Mountain Range that day, named Qingzuo.

"White... Ashes!

Qing Zuo's eyes widened, and his tone trembled.

He didn't expect that not only himself, but also others had encountered accidents.

Damn, what the hell is this cage place!

It has always been rumored that the Heavenly Dao in the cage land does not allow the existence of the Yuan King Realm, and the Yuan Master Realm Nine Layers is the sky here!

But the reality is that they all ended up so miserable....

The green left side is like dead ash.

"Hehe, you really know, okay, the greeting is over, Laozi will take you to a good place."

Wei Chi Tu smiled, picked up Qingzuo and strode away.

"You... Where are you taking me?!

"Do you know what forces are behind me, you will definitely regret it!!"

"Please... Let me go..."

Qingzuo kept struggling to beg for mercy, and his words were incoherent.

Wei Chi Tu didn't hear it, and his footsteps didn't stop.

Soon, he carried Qingzuo to the bloody dungeon.

"Lord Yu Chi!"

A blood-robed demon cultivator saluted respectfully.

"Well, did that guy die last time?"

"Lord Hui, I'm not dead, but... The mental state is not very good.

That blood-robed demon cultivator said honestly.

"Lead the way."

"Yes."

That blood-robed demon cultivator turned to lead the way in front.

Qingzuo looked at the large blood stains on the surrounding ground, the walls, smelling the thick and pungent smell of blood, and he swallowed his saliva with difficulty.

"You... What the hell are you trying to do to me?!

Qing Zuo finally couldn't bear the fear in his heart and roared.

"Hehe, just found you a companion." Wei Chi Tu grinned.

Looking at Wei Chitu's terrifying smile, Qingzuo wanted to cry without tears, and all thoughts were ashen.

He regretted coming to this cage place.

Soon, the blood-robed demon cultivator stopped in front of a dim and pungent cell.

"Lord Wei Chi, people are inside."

The blood-robed demon cultivator pointed to the dim corner of the cell and said in a low voice.

I saw that in that corner, there was a person curled up, without wisps, and his whole body was bruised.

"Don't touch me... Don't stick a mallet..." The

man was still trembling, chanting words in his mouth.

"Cui Lang, Lao Tzu brought you a small gift." Wei Chitu patted the cell door.

"Don't want sticks..."

Cui Lang spread his head, unheard, and still chanted words in his mouth.

When Qing Zuo saw this scene, his face was pale, his hands and feet were cold, and the person inside was obviously tortured crazy.

"Is there still the elixir that Wu Thant left last time?"

Wei Chitu turned his head to look at the blood-robed demon cultivator on the side, and asked.

"Yes, there is."

The corners of the blood-robed demon cultivator's eyes twitched slightly.

He knew the terrifying 'power' of that pill.

"What are you doing stunned, bring it to Lao Tzu!" Wei Chi Tu scolded.

"Yes, yes!"

That blood-robed demon cultivator hurriedly took out two pink pills.

With an evil smile, Wei Chitu picked up one and stuffed it into Qingzuo's mouth.

"Whew..."

Qingzuo gritted his teeth and didn't open his mouth.

"Bang!"

Wei Chitu shattered all of Qing's left teeth with one punch.

"Poof..." Just

like that, Qing Zuo mixed with a mouthful of blood, desperately swallowing the pill into his stomach.

"Go, feed this to the man inside." Wei Chitu ordered to the Blood-robed Demon Xiu.

"Yes."

The Blood Robe Demon Cultivator did so.

A moment later, Wei Chitu threw Qingzuo into the cell.

"Ahhh... Roar..." Soon

, a beast-like voice sounded.

"Hehe, this is really much more interesting than directly beating to death..."

Wei Chi Tu watched the two of them with interest.

At this time, Wei Chitu did not notice that he was approaching Wu Mo's direction little by little.

...

On the other side, Yi Shuier also joined....

The mountain road was still the same, and the revisit of the old place aroused Fang Mo's competitive heart even more, and only by running wildly on the muddy mountain road could he soothe his indulgent soul.

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