Chapter 629

These are the three top masters of Emperor Wu. Even if Zhao's family is generous, it is very difficult to cultivate such top masters of Emperor Wu. It's not easy.

It is impossible to cultivate them in more than ten or twenty years, and it still costs a lot of human and material resources.

One dead, one less.

"Hum! Saint, the Zhao family wrote down this account first. " Zhao Xing hummed coldly.

"Whatever, I don't like people thinking about me. I still want to fight, kill and compensate. Come to tianshengmen to find me."

Don't say he's a Zhao Xing. Even Zhao Tianlong doesn't dare to ask for accounts at Tiansheng gate.

Are you kidding? Isn't this death?

He was so angry that Zhao Xing stayed here again. He was afraid he would die of anger and turned around and left.

"When you go back, remember to tell Zhao Tianlong that he is old and immortal? Say I Chen Mo Mo will visit the Zhao family soon. "

Chen Mo Mo's words don't sound like a joke.

After hearing this, Zhao Xing stumbled and almost didn't fall.

What are you doing here? Not looking for anything?

"Saint, what I just said was reckless. I'm sorry."

Apologizing is the only way. What else can I do? If you kill your own people, you have to apologize. Is there any reason in the world?

"Go away!" Chen Mo Mo waved his arms and didn't want to see him.

Zhao Xing quickened his pace and left here in a gloomy way.

"Hum, finally left." Chen Mo Mo turned his head and stared at situ mo.

"Brother in law, people are gone. Should you thank me?"

"Go ahead? How can I thank you? " Situ Mo shook his head and smiled.

"Promise each other by example!"

Poof! Promise by example is usually a woman, okay?

Chen Mo Mo's words were nothing more than testing situ Mo to see how he answered.

"Think too much." Situ Mo glanced lightly.

"Can you kiss me?"

"Is it over?"

"I didn't make trouble!" Chen Momo said seriously.

"Well, we should go back. We can't stay here."

"All right." Chen Mo Mo said reluctantly and looked deeply, "brother-in-law, I'm waiting for you in Xianzang."

"I know!"

Chen Mo Mo tiptoed gently and swept away in the distance

When the breeze falls, people go away.

Situ Mo smiled bitterly and breathed a sigh of relief. "I haven't seen you for only two or three months. If you say something rude to me, it's rude."

On the other hand, the people of tianshengmen and the people of the three aristocratic families fought fiercely.

It seems ferocious, but in fact both sides have not done their best. There is no big fight between life and death. After all, Xianzang has not been opened.

An elder of the Zhao family saw that Zhao Xing came back and stepped forward quickly with a serious face. "My good nephew, go and help situ mo. what's the situation and what's the harvest?"

harvest? What harvest?

The question, of course, is whether he has won the favor of the saint.

The Zhao family is in an awkward position among the three families, ranking third and third in strength.

If you really get the treasure this time, how to distribute it must be a problem.

He can't take advantage of the Zhao family.

It would be much easier to make friends with the saint and cooperate with tianshengmen.

Unfortunately, it was a good card, but Zhao Xing beat it badly.

"Elder, to be honest, situ Mo and the holy girl seem to have a difficult relationship." Zhao Xing said so.

"That means you didn't do anything."

"What about the three experts you went with? Why is there no one? "

The voice of Majesty was like a mountain upon him.

Zhao Xing trembled, lowered his head and said, "they are dead, they are all dead."

Elder Zhao suppressed his anger and said, "who killed him? Is it situ Mo again? "

The moment you clench your fist, you can clearly hear the crackling sound of your knuckles.

The temperature of the surrounding air dropped for a few minutes, which was extremely cold.

"No... no, it was the saint."

"Saint?" When it comes to the saint, the elder of Zhao family is also very afraid, "the saint must give an account of the people who killed us. What do you say?"

"The saint said that she just killed our people by mistake. If she wants compensation, go to the natural gate."

Zhao's parents looked ugly, "hum, do you really think my Zhao family is easy to bully?"

Looking at the group of Tiansheng Emperor Wu's top experts who are still fighting in the air, elder Zhao has some killing intention.

"Saint, I can't move. Then I'll cut you old men."

"After the battle for Xianzang is over, go back and accept the family rules." Zhao Chang is always the second in command of the Zhao family. In addition to Zhao Xing's father, he is the biggest.

On weekdays, even his father gave him face. What he said was what he said. Zhao Xing shivered and didn't dare to say more.

"Yes, elder."

Zhao Xing blamed situ Mo for this account.

"No, the saint hasn't come out for so long. Won't she be killed by that boy?" A top expert of Emperor Wu in Tiansheng sect was flustered.

If the saint dies, they will have a hard time in the future.

Maybe the saint will be buried with her.

Dozens of them came here to protect the virgin, which is their greatest responsibility.

"No, the three of us go and have a look." Someone called and was about to enter the woods.

At this time, under the sun, a person's body danced like the wind, jumping back and forth at the top of the tree, and dozens of arrows soon came to the eyes of the people.

The great experts of Tiansheng sect were relieved.

"Saint, are you all right?"

"It's all right. What can I do, my saint? Kill God in case of God, kill Buddha in case of Buddha, who will come and who will die."

"That's, that's, we'll kill whoever the saint wants to die."

"No, why is the saint's face so red?" Some people are suspicious.

Red? I'm not ashamed. On the way back, I think of the picture of kissing situ mo.

Although usually quite brainless, no matter what, it is also a girl's home, and it is Xiaobai who has zero love.

No shame!

"Is it poisoning?"

"I know some medical skills. Let me feel the pulse for the saint." One man took the initiative and the others stepped aside.

Seeing the saint coming, the people of the three aristocratic families stopped for fear that one of them might be hurt accidentally.

Chen Mo Mo looked at the flustered look of his servant and stretched out his arm to cooperate.

The old man felt something wrong when he felt his pulse and twisted his beard. "It's wrong. It doesn't look like poisoning. His pulse is stable and powerful. It seems that there is no problem at all."

"Hum, quack, I don't need you to look. Go away." Chen Mo Mo scolded.

"Yes, Lao Li, you quack doctor, no, don't look fat, you know."

"You can see that the saint is not hurt. As for poisoning, do some people dare to do it? If you dare to move the saint, you will not miss one. " After talking, he looked at the Zhao family with contempt in his eyes.

Lao Li's expert was speechless and unable to refute.

Chen Mo Mo only thinks it's funny. It's not a disease. He worries blindly.