"That's a problem."

As soon as Mo Yan thought of this, he felt headache, "I just fork Mo Yunge out of the ancient spirit realm."

If I had known, I would have left her alone.

Now that Mo Yunge knows the secret of the enchanted ghost forest, he has such an attempt on him. If they really ask for the enchanted ghost forest from the emperor of Zhongzhou, Mo Yunge will not see them succeed. He will definitely step in.

The existence of this woman is really annoying.

"Indeed, if we go and ask the emperor of Zhongzhou to make trouble with Mo Yunge, it will not be possible."

Purple Mu Cheng nodded, "why don't we hurry to ask for it for a while? Anyway, Mo Yunge's people can't find the real entrance of the spirit border for a while. Mo Yunge is old. Before long, she must have a family. Why don't we wait for her to have a family and die for you? "

"Why wait for the opportunity to come? Actually, I have a way."

Listening quietly to their discussion, shuilian, the elder of the water elves, suddenly came in, "patriarch, do you remember that there is a magic weapon in the treasure house of our elves, which can convert the boundary of space into the space within the magic weapon."

Ling Jiu's memory is very good, "there is one, the Moruo tower."

"Yes."

Shuilian nodded, "patriarch, we haven't used this magic weapon. Why don't we..."

That magic weapon is useless to the elves. What they need is the soil full of aura. It's impossible for them to hide in a magic weapon and survive.

"Well, give it to them."

Ling Jiu didn't even think about it, so he agreed.

This seems to be a very useful magic weapon, but it is useless to the elves. The elves' treasure house will be piled up.

If you put it down, it's just occupying space. It's troublesome to move around when you move.

It's better to be a good friend and give it to Mo Yan and ziqianmo.

"You can take the whole border of the ancient elves into the magic weapon. That way, it's convenient for you to take it back, avoid long journey, and won't be found by those who want to."

Zimu Chengxin said, "the head of the elf clan is willing to give us such a magic weapon. We are grateful for it."

With this magic weapon, they don't have to worry about the words of the emperor of Zhongzhou.

Moreover, even if Mo Yunge killed the spirit tree that they embezzled this piece of land, they could also confront Zhongzhou.

At that time, Mo Yunge couldn't find the source of aura, so he left the story in their hands. They could use the story to ask the emperor of Zhongzhou for compensation.

Purple Mu Cheng has been the front and back, are good.

Mo Yan didn't care too much, but when he heard the word "treasure house of the elves", his ears moved, "treasure house? Can I have a look with you? "

"Yes."

Ling nine clear ink Yan heart beat small nine nine, did not pierce, big square should come down.

Mo Yan and ziqianmo are the two people who saved their elves, let alone want the things in the treasure house. Even if the whole elves treasure house is empty, he doesn't feel guilty.

A group of people followed Ling Jiu to the treasure house.

"Here is the treasure house of our elves."

Shuilian leans slightly, turns her head, plunges into the treasure house, and goes to find naroden tower.

Mo Yan stood at the door, his eyes flying over the furnishings in the treasure house.

The treasure house passed down by the elves for thousands of years really deserves its reputation,