Chapter 4577

"Hum! I don't know anything else. All I know is that you killed some of my Mora geniuses. I'm just taking revenge for them!" Mo Qingli frowned slightly when she heard Zhao Yuande's words.

However, she has her own faith. Zhao Yuande's few words can't make her feel how.

"It's ridiculous that you garbage race can develop to the present!" Zhao Yuande sneered.

Although he said so in his mouth, he sighed in his heart.

This is not the case in other places. Even close relatives can be killed for the sake of interests.

Whether it is origin or eternity, or the dark world, it is the same in purgatory.

This is ugly human nature.

Of course, it can't be killed with a stick. Even in the darkest place, there will be light.

He also met many benevolent and righteous people. They all have their own limits and their own way to go.

All such people, as long as Zhao Yuande meets them, he basically won't miss them and will become friends!

This is why birds of a feather flock together.

"What is this place? What do you want to do?" Mo Qingli didn't want to entangle these questions with each other.

Everyone has his own code of conduct. Anyway, she thinks what she does is right enough.

"Just said, this is my world, I am the master here! And I just want to smoothly return to the human world, that's all!" Zhao Yuande sneered.

"Let me go, I promise no one will chase you again," Mo Qingli said.

"Hum! Do you think I will believe you?" Zhao Yuande sneered. "If I let you go, I'm afraid your Mora clan will send a stronger existence to chase me! And more importantly, you know my secret, so you don't want to leave!"

"You... I can swear that I will never tell your secret!" Mo Qingli gritted his teeth.

Although she was very angry, she had to bow her head under the eaves. That's all she could do.

"You are a group of perfidious people who bite the hand that feeds the enemy. I will not believe your Mora oath at all. You are my prisoner now. Be honest and help me cultivate this star here! If you behave to my satisfaction, maybe I will let you leave one day!" Zhao Yuande waved his hand and disappeared in a flash.

"You... Come back!" Mo Qingli gnashed his teeth.

But there was nothing to do.

"Is my Mora really so unbearable?" Mo Qingli sat on the ground with a bitter voice.

"No! This is purgatory! I Mora just want to strengthen myself. It's not wrong at all! What's wrong is this world!" Mo Qingli shook her head. Her faith must not be shaken, otherwise she will fall into the abyss and never climb out again.

Now she has reached a critical time of cultivation. The true self state should be promoted to the selfless state, which is the sublimation of the divine soul and the integration of will and faith.

If she had been wavering in her faith at this time, I'm afraid she would never be promoted to a higher level in her life.

"By the way! Your sword is good. Let me have a look!" Zhao Yuande quickly returned and stretched out his hand to Mo Qingli.

"Don't think about it!" Mo Qingli gritted his teeth and his eyes were full of anger.

"You should have the consciousness of a prisoner!" Zhao Yuande shook his head indifferently. "I'm an order rather than a request. You should give it as well as not! Let's do it!"

"All right!" the empty gourd appeared beside him.

A black light sealed Mo Qingli town in place, so that she couldn't speak and couldn't move. She could only stare at Zhao Yuande with her eyes.

Now her eyes finally showed panic!

Is she a woman or a very proud woman, in this case

She can't help thinking.

"Don't be amorous! I'm too lazy to see your face and your posture!" Zhao Yuande sneered with disdain. "Empty gourd, get it out quickly and I'm going!"

As Zhao Yuande said, people with purple skin feel sick after watching too much.

Especially when the other party is still a garbage race like mora, he feels unbearable.

Even if the other party has a high status and beautiful appearance among the mora people, there is no shit in front of him.

"You..." Mo Qingli almost spit blood directly.

Zhao Yuande's reaction hurt her deeply and almost made her doubt life and herself.

"Whoosh!" a purple sword was forcibly detained from Mo Qingli's eyebrows.

No matter how the sword struggles, it can't stop the terrorist suppression of the power of the main world.

The little sword was sent to Zhao Yuande's hand, and Zhao Yuande felt the terrorist power contained in it when he was killed.

But the sharp spirit leaked from the sword made him feel cold.

He felt that the purple sword had surpassed the ordinary daoyan magic weapon and was definitely a treasure among the treasures.

"Erase the consciousness," said Zhao Yuande.

"OK!" the empty gourd is the master here, and everything here should be controlled by it.

Of course, in addition to Zhao Yuande, Zhao Yuande is the real master here. Even the empty gourd should obey his orders.

"Ah! What are you going to do! Stop! Stop! That's mine!" Mo Qingli felt that the connection between herself and the purple sword was getting weaker and weaker, and a powerful force was stripping her will from the purple sword.

She was going crazy. This was her strongest means, so she lost it.

At this time, she began to regret.

Regret coming here, regret being the enemy of each other.

"Sorry, it's mine now!" Zhao Yuande took the purple sword and felt that one of the true spirits seemed to be confused.

This treasure is in the Lord's world, isn't it... Under the powerful power of Yingtian Hu, it was directly washed away from its memory and made it forget Mo Qingli's master directly.

"Good baby! Good baby!" Zhao Yuande integrated his consciousness into the purple sword, and suddenly his face showed joy.

The level of this sword is a high-level daoyan divine weapon, and its origin is mysterious. Even the purple sword doesn't know its origin.

I don't know what powerful existence refined it.

It doesn't even know its name.

"Tell me about the origin of the little sword!" Zhao Yuande looked at Mo Qingli with an angry face.

"You don't want to know!" Mo Qingli's teeth clenched, and flames almost burst out of his eyes.

"It seems that you still don't know your current situation!" Zhao Yuande played with the sword and looked at each other contemptuously. "I only give you one last chance to tell the origin of the sword, otherwise I will search your spirit and make you a fool!"