Chapter 137

Originally, Mo Jueyuan didn't want to take part in the struggle between the two forces. However, when he heard Cheng Nuo's words, he immediately gave up the idea and began to secretly figure out how to win the treasure.

That's right. It's loot.

The Yuanyang flower that evil Dashao took out before was one of the materials for refining xuehuandan. It was quite rare, and Cheng Nuo didn't know how to find it.

However, evil Da Shao suddenly takes out the Yuanyang flower, which makes it clear that someone is dozing off and someone is giving a pillow. Cheng Nuo will not let go of such a good opportunity. People with body don't know the pain of not having body. Therefore, Cheng Nuo must seize every opportunity to rebuild his body.

Whether Cheng Nuo can have a body or not has a bearing on Mo Jueyuan's return to the mainland. Although Mo Jueyuan is unwilling to harm others with a plot, he has nothing to do.

"If you don't do it for yourself, God will kill you. If you exchange with him, I guess the villain will kill you without saying a word. All the way to practice is to go against the heaven, and the person who practices pursues the fist, that is, the truth and treasure, and must have the strength to hold it. A man of cultivation will do whatever he can to achieve his goal. Only in this way can he live long; You have to remember that if you don't eat people, others will eat you. Only by killing people can you live better. "

Cheng Nuo's cold voice came into his ears, and Mo Jueyuan nodded thoughtfully. In Cheng Nuo's words, his helplessness and a trace of guilt gradually decreased, and even Mo Jueyuan didn't realize his change.

Cheng Nuo also knows that if he wants to change a person, he can't do it overnight. He has to exert a subtle influence. Therefore, Cheng Nuo instills some ideas of killing, cutting and deciding into Mo Jueyuan, so that he can influence Mo Jueyuan slowly, and then change Mo Jueyuan completely through some things.

Cheng Nuo looked at Mo Jueyuan's eyes, which gradually became firm, and he was secretly proud:

"For the transformation of a person's ideas, or to kill a person than to have a sense of achievement."

As Mo Chueh yuan galloped, he asked Cheng Nuo:

"Old monster, it's OK for us to win yuanyanghua. The key is, who can cure the level five monster lion, can you? In the past, it was extremely simple, but now, can you deal with him? "

Mo Jueyuan's worried words, as well as his faint intention of looking down on him, immediately made Cheng Nuo go away.

"His grandmother's pickled cabbage and watermelon skin, you damned boy, dare to underestimate Lao Tzu. Lao Tzu tells you that even if Lao Tzu is left with only his soul, it can't be compared with a level five monster. You'll see how Lao Tzu kills it with one hand later, hum."

Cheng Nuo's angry voice makes Mo Chueh yuan secretly laugh.

He naturally knew that since Cheng Nuo let him chase him, he must have a way to deal with the lion. Mo Jueyuan deliberately stimulated him to see his real strength.

Mo Jueyuan has learned to use the idea that Cheng Nuo has just given him.

……

Not to mention Mo Jueyuan's hurry, he walked for a long time with a gloomy face and stopped about a hundred miles away from the city of flowers. At this moment, his eyes were red, his mouth was gasping heavily, and his handsome face became distorted. His original handsome appearance showed a strange ferocity at this moment, and his mouth was still scolding fiercely

"Damned bitches, it's shameless to give a face."

"Don't fall into my young master's hands, or you won't be able to survive or die."

"The young master must play you to death, let you know my young master's strength."

"Ha ha ha."

……

They laugh and scold like madmen, but they suffer from the followers behind them. People who have heard of them all know that they are as evil as their name. They are as cruel as the evil master of Laozi. Even the people around them have to deal with them. Some of the followers in front of them are interrupted by them because they have made some minor mistakes, Or simply small life not to protect, at the moment the evil big little so angry, if take oneself and others vent, it is not unjust death?

After scolding for a while, he felt much more comfortable. His face recovered a little bit, and he became the handsome man again. Looking at the sleeping lion, his eyes showed a look of envy.

Evil is not the envy of the lion's appearance, but the envy of its strength. The strength of level 5 monster is comparable to that of cangruijing, and it is much stronger than that of human beings at the same level. Therefore, rose and others can become the predecessors. If only they had such strength, wouldn't those girls let themselves play?

At the thought of pride, he could not help but turn his mind and make up his mind. When he got back, he must ask the old man if he had anything to improve his strength quickly.

"My young master has a good rest. Let's go and get back to the ghost town as soon as possible."

Evil big little cold hum a, then slowly walk on the side of the carriage, sat in. The entourage was relieved. Knowing that their lives had been saved, they didn't dare to neglect them. They hurried forward to pick up their things and drive. In a short time, a group of people, together with a huge lion, began to act again.

Crazy lion is a level five monster. Its strength is beyond doubt. However, because of the order of the evil master, it protects the evil master. But the evil master doesn't like flying, so he has to take a carriage. Can the speed of a carriage compare with flying? Even the fastest carriage can't catch up with the slowest xiangkong. In the view of mad lion, this speed is slower than that of snail. The angry and impatient mad lion stares at the horse pulling the cart impatiently. Suddenly, the horse flies forward like crazy.

The lion satisfied with the point of a huge lion's head, limbs do not move, a strong wind out of thin air, the lion's huge body package, immediately light floating off the ground, and then under its control, the strong wind carrying a huge lion, toward the carriage quickly chase, blink of an eye came to the carriage above.

Although they were not fast, they were not slow. In just one hour, they drove nearly 300 kilometers. Further on, there was a thick forest. There was not a wide road, and they could only run two horses and carts in parallel. They were badly bumped by the carriage. They were so upset that they had to stop the carriage, I'm going to have a good time.

Evil big little hot eyes to see a huge, soft fur lion, full of regret toward the side. He always wanted to ride this crazy lion, but even his father devil never rode it, let alone him.

The lion kicks its claws lazily beside the carriage. Its sharp and hard nails leave deep scratches on the ground. The lion doesn't feel it at all. It just feels very irritable and even worse about the evil.

All of a sudden, the lazy expression of the lion suddenly changed, suddenly became furious, and a violent roar suddenly roared out.

"Roar..."

An air wave visible to the naked eye spreads instantly and rushes to the place where the evil is.

Where the waves pass, no matter how thick the trees are, they are turned into sawdust without exception. But a few attendants beside the carriage, who had not yet reacted, were instantly affected by the waves.

Poop, poop, poop

A series of dull popping sounds sounded, one by one living human beings, in the air waves, suddenly burst like balloons filled with water, splashing pieces, rich blood red fog, emitting a disgusting smell of blood, filling the woods.

For the death of those followers, the lion has no regrets, like this mole ant, is dead or alive, who cares? The lion's mane stands up all around the lion, and its huge eyes stare at the place where the evil is.

As a monster, he was born with an abnormal sense of danger. Just at that moment, the crazy lion felt a fierce breath and quickly approached the evil master. It was not good to see the posture. But the crazy lion promised the evil master to protect his son. How could he let others do harm to the evil master? Therefore, regardless of it, the roar of the lion with infinite power rushed to the fierce breath.

"Ah ~ ~"

A sharp scream sounded, the lion suddenly burst up, the huge lion soared into the air, turned into a light and shadow, instantly swept to the side of the evil.

At a glance, the lion was speechless.

A sharp black arrow, quasi and quasi inserted in the buttocks of the evil big and small, into the meat three, with the evil big and small shaking and shaking.

Evil big little painful cold sweat, mouth miserable hum constantly, lying on one side of a cut wood, is shaking out the right hand, will pull out.

"Roar ~ ~"

The lion opens its mouth and roars again. A wave of air visible to the naked eye is like an arrow. It is accurate and accurate to shoot on the black arrow. With a loud sound, a touch of blood red flashed by. With the shrill scream of the villain, the black arrow on his buttock was immediately shot out.

"Mingyu, come back."

A voice with tender, but also with vicissitudes of life sounded, a black figure slowly came out of the woods. With a wave to the flying arrow, the arrow obediently flies back to the black figure.

The dense forest was destroyed by the roar of the wild lion. A large open space appeared. The sunlight just hit the face of the comer. It was mo Jueyuan who was chasing him.

As if he had his own thoughts, he followed Mo Jueyuan closely. Mo Jueyuan is extremely curious about Mingyu arrow. He has turned the corner many times to inquire about Cheng Nuo's words. It's a pity that the old monster is so cunning that he doesn't leak anything. Mo Jueyuan hates it, but he has nothing to do.

Although I don't know what grade this dark feather arrow is, its power is beyond doubt. How can it be regarded by Cheng Nuo? Even such a powerful level 5 monster as the mad lion is just a pet in his mouth.

Looking at the huge and fierce pet, Mo Chueh yuan opened his mouth and spat out a few words.

"I opened the mountain and planted the tree. I want to pass by and buy some money!"