Chapter 133

"Do you really want to pick it?" Chen Mo frowns and looks at the lover flower with a bad premonition.

Miaoling heard that Chen Mo's heart was a little unwilling and not very happy: "it's okay if you don't like me, as long as I'm sincere, I can pick it."

"Even for the gratitude of master, won't you help me?"

Chen Mo has nothing to say.

Miaoling can't wait to run over and waves to Chen mo. Chen Mo can only walk over.

Miaoling's nervous and expectant mood was written on her face. It can be seen that no one can stop her from picking this Valentine's flower.

Valentine's flower sends out a faint fragrance, but it shows a different elegance in the secret place of poison gas. Just standing by makes people feel relaxed and comfortable. Chen Mo grabbed the flower stalk and gave Miaoling a preventive injection in advance: "don't be depressed if you can't take it off."

"No, I believe in myself." Miaoling glanced at Chen mo.

Chen Mo nodded, half convinced and half doubted.

Miaoling grabbed the flower pole and took a deep breath. Her expression was solemn and pious, which made Chen Mo laugh.

Miaoling silently counted in her heart. With a fold of her hand, the flower path was crisp and disconnected. The lover flower was picked by her very naturally, which was no different from picking ordinary flowers.

Miaoling opened her eyes and showed an expression of disbelief. Her bright big eyes looked at Chen Mo beautifully. Chen Mo waved his hand, indicating that it had nothing to do with him. It was probably a lie that this Valentine flower needed a lover to pick.

Miaoling didn't care so much. After picking the legendary lover flower, the girl was not too happy, and her face was filled with a brilliant smile she had never had before.

"Don't get me wrong. People are happy to fulfill master's wishes." Miaoling looked at Chen Mo's strange eyes and blushed to explain.

Chen Mo nodded and didn't want to go deep into this topic. He was preparing to say a few words with Miaoling to find Qin Shaoxu. Suddenly, Chen Mo turned around and shouted loudly. "Who is furtive."

Miaoling is strange.

Just then, in the dark, the figure of a woman wearing a canopy gradually emerged and walked into the light.

The other party took off his hood, and it was none other than ye Yao, Miaoling's master.

"Young master Chen Mo is so vigilant that he knows as soon as he approaches." Ye Yao smiled.

"Master." Miaoling was as excited as a bird. Chen Mo couldn't stop it if he wanted to.

"Did ye Yao always follow?" Chen Mo asked.

"Just looking for bees." Ye Yao waved, and a bee stopped at her fingertips, which was the guiding bee used by Miaoling to guide the way.

"Master, I picked the Valentine's flower." Miaoling jumped into master's arms excitedly, like a little girl like a treasure.

Ye Yao gently touched her hair and said lovingly, "yes, I believe your sincerity as a teacher."

"Well, master, can this be used to refine Gu?" Miaoling picked up the lover flower and asked expectantly.

Yeyao asked, "yes, Miaoling, how are you feeling when you take down the valentine? Is it beating very much?"

"Master." Miaoling is a little shy about this problem. Being able to harvest the flowers of lovers in the secret realm with Chen Mo means that God is blessing them. Although the guy refuses to admit it, she believes that since she can harvest it, there must be some feelings. This hazy feeling is not fermenting in the girl's heart like the fragrance of flowers.

Ye Yao could feel the sweetness of the apprentice's heart from Miaoling's face, and the woman was happy, such as looking at her beloved objects.

This vision has no previous doting on the apprentice, but more a kind of gaze, which is about to polish the brilliance of a work of art. It seems that Miaoling has become a tool.

Not good.

Chen Mo suddenly feels uncertain, and uses qingfengmingyue to escape first.

But at this time, ye Yao slapped Miaoling on the chest.

Bang, like a deer's heart, suddenly stopped, and a terrible cold immediately stiffened Miaoling's limbs and eight strange meridians.

The sweet smile solidified, and Miaoling stared at her master strangely.

Gu Chong drilled into her heart and swallowed the sweetness of her love. Miaoling had no pain, but only despair of what master had done.

"Teacher... Father..."

"Lover Gu needs the heart of the saint. Let's take it as your reward for being a teacher." Ye Yao has no sorrow or joy, and the second palm is about to be patted.

Suddenly, the wind blew hard.

Ye Yao's face changed, and she stretched out her hand to block it. A hegemonic force, such as a tiger like a dragon, wrapped around her fiercely, and her cloak was broken, and the woman was blown away.

"Miaoling." Chen Mo hugged Miaoling and shouted loudly.

Miaoling's eyes widened, her body was stiff, and the breath of life was almost annihilated, like a corpse. A strange bright red line appeared on her chest, like a cobweb that caught her heart.

No matter what method Chen Mo uses, Miaoling can't hear.

"What did you do to her?" Chen Mo turned back and sternly questioned.

Ye Yao slowly stood up from the flowers, and the woman's expression was still sad and joyless, numb and disgusting. "Miaoling takes you as her mother. Why do you do this?" Chen Mo's fist joints are white, and he tries to control his anger with his heart.

But no matter how to control it, the anger from the bottom of my heart will continue to gush out like a volcano.

"As long as you can refine lover Gu, why can't even your daughter's heart be used." Ye Yao's understated answer.

"Everything on the road is arranged by you? What you do is to make her deepen her feelings for me to make you refine lover Gu?" Chen Mo narrowed his eyes, showing a calm to terrible smile.

Ye Yao smiled and looked at the dead Miaoling.

"Only the deeper her love for you, the hotter her heart is. The heart of a saint is the best material for refining lover Gu."

Ye Yao's carefully cultivated insects devour Miaoling's heart. The girl gradually lost her breath of life, and her chest became more and more anxious. At this time, ye Yao would show a fanatical face.

How can Chen MO forget this expression.

When a person's expansion is beyond his control, he will show this kind of appearance. In the eyes of these people, any morality, ethics and family affection can no longer restrain them.

"Tell me the way to dispel Gu." Chen Mo asked coldly.

Ye Yao's eyes are slightly disdainful. "Your punch just now really surprised me, but haven't you understood your situation?"

Chen Mo sneered, put down Miaoling, and suddenly punched Ye Yao's face.

The woman was indifferent and gently blew out a whimper as thin as a Xiao tube. She saw a loud whimper in the flowers within a hundred meters, and thousands of poisonous mosquitoes flew out, blocking out the sky and blocking the sun around Chen mo.

As the strongest demagogic of Gu Miao, ye Yao's demagogic manipulation is superb. Even poisonous mosquitoes can adhere to her demagogic, and it's easy to win a martial saint.

Buzzing.

Thousands of poisonous mosquitoes condensed into a ferocious posture and rushed to Chen Mo together.

The sound of mosquitoes alone was enough to make a martial saint's blood collapse. Chen Mo remained unmoved, tightly closed his nose lock, and restrained his breath.

The whole body moves, and a move breaks down.

The hurricane rolled out of thin air, and the fist intention rolled in all directions. Thousands of poisonous mosquitoes shook and stopped swinging. Then the fist intention was like a knife, and countless mosquitoes were crushed.

Ye Yao still disdains it, pointing a little.

In the air, there are a hundred black lines grazing into the mosquitoes.

Chen Mo is even terrible as a demagogue, especially Ye Yao, a big demagogue, must not be affected by her demagogue, otherwise there will be endless trouble, and his mind has been tightly locked on this indifferent woman.

When she summoned the second wave of Gu Shu, Chen Mo immediately felt the distortion of the air flow.

Not good.

The cold hair of the whole body explodes, and the nose locking technique is difficult to control.

Chen Mo moved around, his body method was Xuanji, his feet stepped on the eight trigrams, three times of qiansanlian, Kun LiuDuan, Li Zhongxu, Kan Zhongman, Gen covered the bowl, shook the bowl, Xun broke, and then used the missing eight trigrams move in turn.

The wind roared in the secret place.

Countless mosquitoes were involuntarily restrained by the momentum of the eight trigrams and entered the eight trigrams array, and the invisible insects released by Ye Yao were also difficult to get close to.

Ye Yao Yi said, surprised by Chen Mo's martial arts.

In the original eight trigrams array of the maze, Chen Mo has understood the eight trigrams formula to a new level. Now the eight trigrams formula is integrated into one, and every move has the meaning of eight trigrams boxing.

This kind of super first-class martial arts means that even the friar of xiaoleijie should retreat three feet.

Contain the murderous spirit, and immediately control all the insects of Ye Yao outside his body. He can't deceive his body. Chen Mo knows the horror of the big Gu master. Dare not slack off at all.

Thunder roared loudly.

The flowers and plants around Ye Yao were torn off by powerful forces, and the pollen was scattered all over the sky, and her hair blew up. Ye Yao couldn't help but step back.

Chen Mo broke through the obstruction of the insects, and an overbearing momentum poured out like a hurricane. Chen Mo had an invisible weapon in his hand, and ye Yao felt the terror of this weapon.

too bad.

Ye Yao's Gu Shu is invincible, but after all, his Qi and blood can't match those of the martial arts. Chen Mo's three flowers gathered at the top and completely deterred women after breaking through Ye Yao's Gu Shu.

"Quickly remove the Gu Shu!!"

Shouting loudly, the Big Dipper hit.

It is really the momentum of the collapse of the five mountains and the collapse of mountains and rivers.

Several defensive insects flew out to try to protect their master, but they were immediately destroyed by the Big Dipper. Countless mosquitoes bit Chen Mo several times. Ye Yao immediately felt that his insects had entered the boy's body, but what she didn't expect was that the man who could make people miserable was unconscious.

Anger replaced pain.

Will die.

Ye Yao's face turns white.

Seeing the Big Dipper hit, just at the critical moment, a weapon appeared in front of her and stopped the Big Dipper.

Chen Mo raised his eyebrows, increased his strength, and a cold light bit out like a poisonous snake.

Chen Mo couldn't help but retreat and looked coldly at the man who saved Ye Yao.

King mulu, holding two big knives, swaggered in front of the two people. The woman sniffed, "the humble man also wants to destroy the king's lover Gu."

"Your Majesty." Ye Yao said respectfully.

"Can the heart of a saint finally be refined?" King mulu looked at Miaoling's' corpse 'mercilessly and laughed: "if she doesn't move, the king will dig her heart without authorization."

"Right away." Yeyao road.

"To refine the legend of lover Gu, it requires not only the heart of the saint, but also the blood of the object whom the saint admires. Chen Mo, the mood you have now because of Miaoling is the best material for lover Gu." Ye Yao looks at Chen Mo and becomes indifferent again.

"I must drink some of this man's blood myself." King mulu licked his lips. "I can feel your difference. Let me see your real strength."

The mosquitoes continue to pounce on Chen mo.

Suddenly, a vigorous wind rolled out and killed the mosquitoes.

Before the fierce Big Dipper arrived, the overwhelming power had rolled over. In Chen Mo's forehead, a star symbol was deeply engraved like snow.

"Waiting for the stars!"

King mulu was stunned.