MTL - The Villain Has Something to Say-Chapter 25

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Luo gradually cleared the **** together, condensed the blue sword, directly entangled the **** long whip.

"Ink Doyou! You are hurting yourself now, I don't understand this **** fruit thing, don't worry!"

Mo Qiu did not say anything, the wrist will take back the long whip when he moved, and he held it on the stone bed with one hand, and the blood of the mouth gradually leaked out. He sneered: "There is nothing to say, since you have already established a contract with Blood Fruit, unless you kill you, I will not get it in my life!"

When the voice just fell, it was a whip and a hoe.

Luo gradually clears the first time so close to the ink-free phase of the ink, and it is a bloodless whip that has no reservation and directly uses the black magic! This long whip flutters in the air, like countless red blood snakes, constantly swimming, forming a dense **** shadow.

Luo gradually cleared and did not dare to exaggerate, directly take out the frost floating sword.

The silver narrow sword and the **** long whip struck in the cave. A sword light passed, and the stone edge was cut off by the waist; after a whip shadow, it broke into the gravel and flew! After more than a dozen round-trips, the **** whip of Mo Qiu gradually fell, and Luo gradually cleared a thunder sword, and the cold sword stabbed the ink throat!

In this regard, Mo Qiu silently wiped the blood on his lips and sneered: "Do you believe it or not, I have eighty-one ways to make you smashed, and eternal life can never be super-born."

The voice was cold and cold, with the killing from the abyss.

Luo gradually cleared his sword and looked at him. After a while, he said: "Mo Qiu, this **** fruit is in my body when I wake up. I don't know what happened. Maybe it took the initiative to come to me, then ......"

"Fart! It's only close to me if you want to be close! Do you know what blood is fruit!"

Luo gradually asked: "What is the blood fruit?"

At the beginning of the sand dune, whether it was the Susie of the Broken Soul, or the Minghua Fairy of the Feihuazong, even the people of the other eight great families did not recognize the **** fruit. Luo gradually clear that this blood color fruit is a variant of the flame fruit. In the book "Seeking Immortal", I have never said what it is. Li Xiuchen has always called it "blood fruit."

At this moment, Mo Qiu was pale, and he finally recovered some of his spiritual power and was exhausted by his fight.

Ink cold and cold: "Do you know that I am not a Taoist?"

After a moment of silence, Luo gradually said: "You are a magic repair."

"Yes, I am a magician." Moqiu admitted very refreshingly. "This blood spirit is a unique product of our magic. The cultivation of the magic is the way to kill, all the magics I have seen in my life. There are less than ten people who have no blood in their hands. Looking at the whole world, killing the innocent creatures, accounting for ninety-nine; the magic of killing the enemy and the damn, less than one hundred."

Luo gradually couldn't help but ask: "Mo Qiu, have you killed... people repaired?" And how many years have you been practicing, how many magic repairs you can see.

Mo Qiu raised the enchanting scorpion, and his eyes looked cold and slowly. The two looked at each other like this, and they were separated by a frost-sword that saw blood and throat. After a while, Mo Qiu gently picked up the lips: "Mo Qiu did not kill people to repair."

Somehow, Luo gradually cleared his heart and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

I only listened to Mo Qiu and said: "The way of magic repair is too bloody, so the world's magic repairs, most of them encounter bottlenecks during the fit period, this life is difficult to advance. Therefore, the magic repair has a method of cultivation, called blood spirit *. Gather all of your own spiritual power into the blood, watering a **** tree, the more powerful the magic repair, the longer the incubation time of the blood tree, the more suffering you will suffer. After that, when the magic repaired the **** fruit, he began to carry out the blood spirit*."

Luo gradually clears the difference: "As long as you eat it, you can do it?" The implication is that it is so easy?

Mo Qiu sneered a grin and said: "What do you know. When the blood fruit is ripe, it is when the magic repairs the body and the blood is exhausted. If the magic repair wants to practice the blood spirit*, it must be squatting. When you and the spiritual power in your blood and fruit, you will eat it immediately. That is to say, there is no spiritual power in the body, and the magic that loses blood should eat the **** fruit filled with his spiritual power. You Do you know what the result is?"

Luo gradually cleared his mind and said: "Explosion and death."

Without spiritual power, even the blood is lost. It is a walking dead, just stronger than ordinary people, but it is dead, but it is also extremely dangerous.

Mo Qiu nodded: "Yes, so you can get a new life's magic repair when you eat the blood." There is no blood in the bottom of the sky. It depends on what you can't find." The scorpion flashed a sentimental helpless look, sighed: "The road to magic repair, the front is extremely powerful, but the end is endless hard. Blood Spirit* is easy to say, but use it to break through the realm of the realm, the most successful Strong realm... is just a fit period."

Upon hearing this, Luo gradually became silent.

One sword, one head down, two people have been speechless for a long time. In the end, it was still the first time that Moqiu couldn't hold on, and suddenly fell down. Luo gradually realized that this person was already a strong end, but he had been holding it and didn't want to fall in front of himself.

Moqiu leaned against the stone couch and looked at Luo with a quirky and complicated look. He kept saying: "Luo gradually clears, you give me my **** fruit... return it to me."

Luo gradually silenced for a long time and said: "You also said, I am not dead, this blood spirit fruit will not return to your hand. And the ink Taoist friends, the world's heavy treasures are not those who do not belong to, can get it. Although This blood spirit is not something I voluntarily grabbed, but... I am hard to die."

Mo Qiu slowly closed his eyes, but the corner of his mouth made a smile.

Luo gradually stood in front of the stone couch and did not move.

After a while, I only listened to the ink and dumb and said: "You give me a roll."

Luo gradually hesitated for a moment, and finally placed three small jade bottles next to Mo Qiu, then turned and left.

On the stone couch, the eyes of the ink autumn gradually became a little moist, but the tears never flowed down. Just as Luo gradually went to the mouth of the cave, Mo Qiu shouted: "Luo gradually clears up, you should not appear in front of me again in this life, otherwise I will kill you! You will be slashing and cutting your bones!" ”

Luo gradually cleared his footsteps and finally went out.

In the days that followed, Luo gradually found another cave in the valley and continued to practice.

In fact, the blood of the fruit does not belong to the ink autumn, Mo Qiu is just grabbed. Luo gradually clears that there is nothing wrong with it, the world is full of treasures, and those who can get it. In any case, the strength of the comprehension is respected, even if this **** fruit is Luo gradually cleared up with the tricks, it is deservedly worthy of it.

"He said...he has a lot of ways to kill me?" I thought that the red magical figure could not move on the stone couch. Luo gradually sighed and shook his head: "It looks like it is faint, whimsical." ""

Day by day, the situation on the side of Moqiu gradually disappeared and did not know, and did not hear any voice from the other side of the cave. On this morning, Luo gradually went to the Golden Flame River as always, one to find out the way to go out, and the other to strengthen his strength.

When Luo gradually approached the distance of the golden flame, the flame suddenly became fierce.

The flame turned into a golden giant eagle, flew down from the sky, straight into the eyes of Luo gradually clear. Luo gradually lifted up the frost floating sword and cut off his sword! When the distance is nine feet, the flame turns into a golden tiger, and the whistling rushes toward Luo. The Luo gradually clears the sword and smashes it!

When Luo gradually gritted his teeth and came to the Sanhejie of the Flame River!

I saw that the flame turned into a golden dragon!

The dragon has five claws, the scales are lifelike, the atmosphere is old and majestic, circling out from the flame river, plunging down the big faucet, looking down at Luo. At this point, the dragon suddenly spit out people saying: "Dao Xiu. You are a human Taoist repair!"

Luo gradually clears his eyes and shrinks, immediately raises the sword, and the sword leads the thunder!

"who are you!"

The golden fire dragon spewed a fiery dragon, melting the thunder that led to Luo Qingqing.

"Jian Xiu, the most annoying thing about this monarch is the sword repair in your Taoist repair. Especially the one...the sword repair of the mountain is really very annoying. Since you got here, then the king will kill you, lest you watch. You are upset."

The voice just fell, and a hot, hot dragon rushed to the surface! The temperature is so hot that the cliffs around the valley have a tendency to melt. The air is getting hot and rolling, and the heat waves are tumbling around, touching on many common plants, and burning them quickly.

Luo gradually cleared his mouth without hesitation, and the frost-fighting sword flew up.

"One sword and nine lotuses!"

A nine-sword Qinglian thorns straight into the dragon, colliding with a shocking white light!

"This flower! This is the **** flower! You are the descendant of that person! Ah ah ah! I want to kill you!"

The hotter dragon fire rushed straight toward Luo, and the flame had turned into gold, and it was gradually cleared to the Luo with the high temperature visible to the naked eye. Luo gradually cleared back without hesitation and withdrew from the Sanzhang range. In an instant! The golden flames annihilated, and the temperature in the air slowly dropped, and the body of the golden dragon gradually disappeared.

Before the disappearance, the golden flame roared angrily: "The day is coming! You are going to die! You are going to die! I am not satisfied, I want to kill the descendant of that person, I want to kill the descendant of that person... ..."

The flame returned to the golden flame river, and Luo gradually leaned against the frosted sword, panting heavily.

This flame river is too dangerous. If you don't just quit a certain range, you can avoid the attack. Luo gradually clears no doubt that he will definitely be killed by that fire dragon!

"The dragon is born with seven steps, and that dragon is at least a repair period."

"That person... that person also used the sword trick on "Ji Lian Ben Xin Lu", is it a certain ancestor of my jade peak?"

"And... what day is that day?"

All puzzles are unanswerable.

The first two questions are still unknown because of Luo’s current revision, but the last question, when the day suddenly came, Luo gradually cleared his body and cocked, and the whole person looked at the flame river in and out of the valley in horror. The two sides of the hole, the heart of the alarm bell.

next moment! Countless violent hurricanes have blown from the little mountain pass!

Overwhelming! The night is shrouded!

In order to be afraid of the flood of the flame river, Luo gradually drilled a hole in the side of the cliff early in the morning, using a myriad of magical treasures and a level of magic to lay a large array. Now he intends to hurry in and avoid, but just as he is about to enter the tunnel, he suddenly looks up to the cave on the other side. Luo gradually hesitated to hold the frost floating sword, and he bit his teeth, suddenly toes on the toes, broke into the cave.

"Luo gradually clear!"

The sound of the breath of Mo Qiu sounded.

Luo gradually cleared the opportunity to not talk to him, directly lifted the person's waist, squatted on his shoulders and flew away to the cave.

At this moment, the hurricane has blown into the valley!

Once out of the hole, a hurricane will blow in the face, and Luo gradually clears his eyes and immediately shuns sideways.

boom!

The cave behind him turned into nothing.

Mo Qi suddenly squinted his eyes and said: "The heavenly demon savvy wind eagle beast's talent hurricane!"

Luo gradually cleared the words of Mo Qiu. He glared at the body of Mo Qiu, who had no strength. Mo Qiu’s head was hanging behind him. Luo gradually cleared the frost floating sword directly, and opened all kinds of mountains and stones all the way to open a road that went straight to the tunnel.

boom!

Everything in the valley is blown into this powder by this terrible hurricane!

Ten feet!

Five feet!

One foot!

One foot...

Rumble! ! !

A small hurricane suddenly blew from the side of Luo gradually clear, and straight to the ink autumn. Luo gradually bite his teeth and turned directly to resist. Frost Float Swordsman’s stunned swords, the hurricane is not close, and countless road pressures are approaching, and the clothes that Luo gradually clears the cuffs are smashed!

The small wind blade wiped Luo's fingers and cheeks and made a **** mouth.

At the last moment, Luo gradually sighed and suddenly took out a green bamboo umbrella.

When the green bamboo umbrella hits a violent hurricane, the cyan umbrella becomes ugly and the umbrella surface becomes powder. Luo gradually cleared but did not take another look. Taking advantage of this short time, he took the ink to hide into the tunnel, and immediately smashed the handcuffs and opened the big array in the tunnel.

Suddenly, a piece of golden French seal lit up in the dark tunnel.

When Mo Qiu had just entered the tunnel, he was gradually cleared to the ground. Now he suddenly saw this scene, his mouth was wide, and he did not know what to say. After a long time, he smiled low and said: "Luohuashan's Luo gradually clears up, you use my magical technique, and it is a big squad of this order. It's so funny, it's so funny. Let Xuan Lingzi know that his only apprentice has broken into the magic road, do not know what expression he will be..."

The voice has not yet fallen, and a cold frosted sword is forced to the neck of Mo Qiu.

The smile on the face of Mo Qiu slowly gathered.

Luo gradually cleared his face and said with a blank expression: "You set a vow to swear, and never say anything about today."

Mo Qiu sarcastically said: "Why?"

Luo gradually cleared the frosty sword, and made a blood mark on the neck of Moqiu. "I can kill you now."

Mo Qiu is silent.

After a cup of tea, he whispered: "I made an oath, this life will not say what we see today. If you swear by the oath, the devil will retreat, and the world will never be super-born."

Luo gradually calmed down the frosty sword, but Mo Qiu laughed: "Luo gradually cleared, why did you save me? I said, if I see you again, I will kill you. Even if I have not recovered yet. Strength, I can also smash you in a sequel."

Listening to the soft laughter of the other side, Luo gradually glanced at him and said: "Are you killing me now?"

Mo Qiu was speechless.

The dark tunnel is very narrow, and the bodies of the two are slightly leaning against each other. The self-cultivator's eyesight is excellent, and Luo gradually clears all the movements of Mo Qiu, and can also launch an attack immediately before the opponent's blame. Outside the tunnel, the hurricane is still blowing. The hurricane slammed into the big squad of this order, causing the big array to tremble.

Luo gradually cleared his eyes and restored the spiritual power that had just been lost. At this moment, he heard a hoarse voice: "Thank you..."

Luo gradually cleared his eyes, as if he had not heard anything.

But Mo Qiu did not say anything more.

The hurricane was scraped for three days and three nights. After confirming that there was no movement outside the tunnel, Luo gradually cleared his body and examined it.

The valley was already ruined by the hurricane, and the flowers and trees were all smashed by the hurricane, and even the stones were ground into powder. Only the smooth cliffs around and the flaming river of the flowing river are still very calm, as if nothing has happened.

Luo gradually lifted the back collar of Mo Qiu and lifted him out of the tunnel.

After putting people on the ground, Luo gradually turned and left, and did not look at him. Who knows that Mo Qiu is vocal: "Luo gradually clears, are you leaving?"

Luo gradually cleared his mind and continued to move forward.

Mo Qiu softly smiled: "If I said, I probably guessed what is here, are you going to continue?"

Luo gradually cleared the steps and turned around.

The smile on the face of Mo Qiu gradually dispersed, and said seriously: "I guess, this should be the ninth floor of the Valley of the Flames."

There are nine layers in the Valley of the Flames, and Luo gradually goes to the eighth floor in the last generation. When he reached the ninth floor, he was blocked by an invisible flame enchantment. Luo gradually spent more than half a year's effort to break into it, in order to win more flames and let Xuan Lingzi be proud of himself.

However, nothing works.

A year later, he went out from the Valley of the Flames, and his younger brother, Li Xiuchen, actually got hundreds of flames!

Everyone said: "This Li Daoyou is really an apprentice of the mysterious son!"

Luo gradually cleared his throat and said: "If this is the ninth floor, why is there no flame fruit here?"

Mo Qiudao: "I am not healed, this is the first time I went out of the cave. Luo gradually cleared, everything is your fault. If you brought me out early, you still need to know where it is now?"

Luo gradually cleared a sword sheath and smoked it on the face of Mo Qiu: "Speaking people."

Mo Qiu stunned his eyes wide openly. He couldn't believe his face and said: "You dare to smoke my face!"

Luo gradually cleared the question: "Ink Douyou, Tao Xiu and Mo Xiu have not stood up since ancient times. If I don't kill you, I will already look at the love of the day, and open the net."

"you!"

When the Luo Jianqing lifted the scabbard again, Mo Qiu angrily stunned Luo and gradually glanced at him. "You see that flame river?" It is not a river. It’s not a flame, it’s all blood. In that year, the fire of the heavenly demon statue fell here and turned into such a valley of flames. His heart blood stayed on this ninth floor and turned into this flame river. The hurricane is another talented skill of the heavenly demon. The world thinks that this fire demon is killed by our people, and in fact, as far as I know, it is killing each other with another demon. And eventually the two fall together."

Luo gradually asked: "According to your statement, since the other demon statue can kill this fire demon, why is it just a valley of flames, and what kind of hurricane valley is not formed?"

Mo Qiuqiu laughed and looked at Luo gradually clearing: "Then ask you the ancestors of the Taihua Mountain Yufeng Peak. Every thousand years, I will sweep here, and more hurricanes will have to be swept away by them. Everyone in the world said that Taihua Mountain is the first of the right path. It’s all fart! The people of your Yufeng Peak are the most treacherous, and they are all sloppy, thinking... ah! You dare to smoke me!!!”

Luo gradually cleared the frosted sword and said: "One nonsense. You have been practicing for fifty years. How do you know those things? I dare to smear my master, Mo Qiu, I will spare you today. Life, if I find you dare to talk nonsense, I will smoke again!"

Mo Qiu gnawed his teeth: "Well, you are so good, Luo gradually clears you to me!"

This is what I said, but in the days that followed, Luo gradually cleared the cave with this autumn and practiced inside. When Luo gradually cleared the medicinal herbs for Mo Qiu, Mo Qiu was useless at all. When he saw it, Luo gradually cleared the medicinal herbs directly.

Mo Qiu sarcastically said: "The hypocritical Taihua Mountain people."

Luo gradually clears a sleeve and directly pulls Mo Qiu to himself.

The ink power of Moqiu has not recovered. When he saw it, he wanted to protect his face. Whoever expected Luo’s scabbard was not coming down. Mo Qiu accidentally removed his hand and saw that Luo gradually cleared his spirit and suddenly began to heal himself.

Luo gradually clears the cold channel: "Ink Road Friends, you get better soon, let's go out early."

Mo Qiu laughed a little and thought to himself: This is almost the same.

Four months later, Mo Qiu recovered, and the first thing he did after he was hurt was to press Luo to clear the fight. This time, Luo gradually cleared the ink-free autumn. However, when Moqiu’s whip was about to reach the beautiful face of the handsome, he suddenly took the whip.

Moqiu chuckled and raised the face of Luo gradually clearing with a whip handle, saying: "Hey, I can't bear to play this little face."

When I took the opportunity, Luo gradually cleared it again and it was a sword sheath.

Mo Qiu: "You!"

Luo gradually cleared: "Ink and friends also please pay attention."

During the talk, Luo’s cinnabar flickering between the eyebrows flashed twice.

Half a year later, another crazy hurricane hit. The two did not expect that they would encounter a hurricane again, and they sneaked into the underground cave. This time, it was controlled by Moqiu to control the order of the heavenly devils. He controlled it ingeniously, and the mysterious technique made Luo gradually dazzled.

In the tunnel, Mo Qiudao: "A few months ago, the gate of the Valley of the Flames was opened, and we did not go out. The people of the Mohists probably thought that I was dead. I don't know how people in Taihuashan are? Someone is waiting for you? If you don’t come back, the person must be very nervous."

Suddenly a white figure appeared in front of him, and Luo gradually cleared his throat, and his heart felt a slight pain. After a while, he said: "No one is waiting for me. But my life light is placed in the mountains of Taihua, they know that I am not dead."

Mo Qiu looked at Luo's lost and lost look, silently licking his lips.

There are no spring, summer, autumn and winter in the valley, and there is no sun and moon.

Every half year, a hurricane will be blown up on time. Luo gradually clears and Moqiu is prepared early, and each time he hides directly into the hole.

In the second year of the trapped valley, Luo gradually cleared the stage to the late Jindan by virtue of the mighty spirit of the **** fruit. In this regard, Mo Qiupi smiled and said with a smile: "Congratulations."

Luo gradually got a good mood and ignored the irony in his words.

In this way, time is gradually fading, Luo gradually clears the Flame River every day, and wants to rely on the pressure of the Flame River to hone himself. But every time he hit the golden dragon in the Sanzhang, he could only come back. Strangely, Mo Qiu also boringly walked to the Flame River, but when he walked over, there was no flame monster to attack him.

Luo gradually clears the difference: "Mo Qiu, why haven't you been attacked?"

Mo Qiuqiu jokingly said with a blank expression: "My realm is much higher than that of the stupid fire-fighting heavenly demon. When I was alive, I was able to kill him with the realm. It was dead and dared to be in front of me. Raise the realm?"

Luo gradually disappeared without words: "Do you want to die if you don't blow, ink Taoyou?"

Mo Qiuqi laughed and did not answer.

In this valley, Luo gradually immersed himself in the study of "Nine Thousands of Heavens". I don't know if it is because I feel the realm and pressure in the Flame River every day, and the cultivation of Luo gradually clears up very fast. His body is like a thirsty sponge, madly absorbing the spiritual power of the blood.

In the third year, Luo gradually settled into Yuan Ying!

This baby time has already broken the record of Xuan Lingzi, but Luo gradually cleared but did not feel much happy. He silently looked at the flaming river of the rushing, until Mo Qiu smiled and said: "Yes, I haven't practiced for 40 years and I have a baby, and the knot is still so perfect. Ying Luo, my gradually Blood fruit is easy to use?"

Luo gradually cleared his voice: "Mo Qiu, can we really get out?"

Mo Qiu suddenly snorted. For a long time, he took out a jade boat from the Nayong. The boat was so eye-catching that it could only accommodate three people, but it radiated a cold and cold atmosphere. As soon as it appeared in the valley, it made the Flame River stagnant for a moment, and seemed to be afraid of it.

Mo Qiudao: "This thing is called Hanyutianfangfang, the heavenly magic weapon. Before I found out, whenever the hurricane was blown, the Flame River would be very calm for a quarter of an hour. As long as we could take this quarter of an hour to get out of the valley, That may be able to escape the birth day."

Luo gradually looked at the boat in surprise, and for a long time, he asked: "...have you been out early?"

Moqiu had a smile and said, "Why, do you think I can go out by myself?"

Luo gradually focused on the key: "Yes. You are not afraid of the Flame River, you also have the heavenly magic weapon." Even you do not need to wait for the so-called quarter of an hour, as long as there is no hurricane, you want to leave.

Mo Qiu raised his brow and said: "Luo Qingshan's Luo gradually clears up, you think too much. If I just came out of the valley, I would see something more terrible than the hurricane? You are now Yuan Ying period. I am waiting for a thug. Well, in another three days, it is the day when the hurricane is coming again. We are ready to go out and immediately go out!"

Luo gradually cleared his eyes and looked at Mo Qiu. Finally, he took out a white jade card from Nayong. He dripped a drop of blood from his heart, and then he took a jade card to the front of Mo Qiu and said: "Ink and friends, thank you for your goodness in the valley, waiting for love. This jade card is me. The treasure that was previously obtained in a ruin, with this jade card, you can move to a place thousands of miles away, which can help you escape."

Mo Qiu did not feel the same, directly took the jade card. He smiled and looked at his eyes, then suddenly took out a small bell. This bell is full of blood red, and when Mo Qiu shakes it, it does not make any sound, small and exquisite.

Mo Qiudao: "That's also a coincidence. My bell is called the Nine-Dragon Magic Bell. It was made when I was bored. No other effect, if you put it in your heart, when you are in danger." As long as I am within a distance, I can hear the ringtone. If I am in a good mood, I can run over to save your life."

Said, Mo Qiu will throw the nine-bell magic ring to Luo gradually clear.

Luo gradually clears the complex look at this beautiful **** bell, for a long time.

Mo Qiudao: "I am afraid that I am hurting you? With you, I am not necessarily happy to save anyway..."

The voice of Mo Qiu came to an abrupt end, only to see Luo gradually clear the palm of his hand into his heart.

At the moment when the bell entered the body, Luo gradually cleared the eyebrows and cinnabar flashed.

The ink autumn eyes are round and round, and the Qing monk who saw a Tsing Yi smiled slightly. The moment was like the spring moon, and the sound was like a fairy sound: "Mo Qiu, you said before, even if you can't move, you have many ways to me. It’s a thousand.”

"Do you really believe?"

Luo gradually clears his lips and smiles more vigorously. Guanghua is burning and competing for the sun and the moon. "Yes, I believe. You have too many secrets. You know that this is the ninth floor of the Valley of the Flames. You also know the so-called wind demon and the fire demon. Although you are out of the cold, the wilderness is so poor. Place, but you have the magic weapon that I have never had before, and can also condense the magic before the Yuan Ying."

After a pause, Luo gradually smiled and said: "Since you have not killed me in the past, I believe that you will not kill me in the future. At least, you will not kill me with this nine-bell magic bell. I think The friendship of the ninth floor of the Three Valleys in the Three Years is enough to convince you that it is enough... Let us be friends of life and death."

The color of Mo Qiu's face changed. In the end, he smiled: "Do you want to be a life and death friend with me?"

Luo gradually nodded: "Yes."

Mo Qiu said again: "I am a magic repair."

Luo gradually smiled: "I know."

Mo Qiu raised his eyebrows: "If you know, then you still become a life and death friend with me? Are you afraid of being condemned by the righteous?"

Luo gradually shook his head and said: "Whoever said the right way is all kind-hearted people? Who said that the right way is correct, the magic path is wrong? The world has no absolute right or wrong, it is mine. Master respects, I have certainly made mistakes in my life. And the magic deity in the Magic Road Palace should also do things that are not worthy of my heart. It is my Luo Qing who is making friends with you, not the first Huashan, but not the so-called The right way. Mo Qiu, I am only Luo gradually clear."

Listening to Luo gradually clearing the words, Mo Qiu was eccentric, but in the end, he suddenly smiled: "If you just rushed, you gave me this life and death friend!"

The two laughed together.

Three days later, another hurricane was blown.

The two hid in the tunnel and escaped. Then