"Princess, can you detoxify me?"
The God stick's eyes are full of hope. The poison has trapped him for more than ten years. If you can really get rid of it, it will be the greatest "merit" for him, even if you don't practice anymore.
"Since it is poisonous, there is a solution. This is an eternal truth."
Don't cherish Yan's indifferent smile, "it depends on whether the Taoist priest is willing to gamble."
She didn't give the answer directly, but she didn't refuse directly.
As she said, the choice she gave him was tantamount to a gamble, depending on whether he had the courage to bear it.
But it seems that he dare not.
Compared with his own life, the so-called practice and belief are a pile of garbage for him.
"If so, please forgive me for not being able to cooperate."
The divine staff took a deep breath and looked at Mo Xiyan. His eyes were cold again.
This is within Mo Xiyan's expectation.
It's just not true that she's not disappointed with this God stick.
After all, it is very difficult to see a practitioner here.
In particular, the other party actually has great cultivation talent. He will encounter a bottleneck, but it is because there is too little spiritual power in this world.
However, the path of practice is blocked, so we open a new path instead of giving up directly.
Obviously, this God's stick, all he has, will become such a God's stick running the train with his mouth full, which is related to his giving up his faith.
"A vision came from heaven, and the river god was angry!"
"A vision came from heaven, and the river god was angry!"
"A vision came from heaven, and the river god was angry!"
Just then, from outside came bursts of panic screams and bursts of panic footsteps.
"I'll have a look."
Murong Yu then got up and strode out. After he left, don't cherish the coldness at the bottom of Yan's eyes and direct it at the divine staff, "this is also what you put down?"
"Master Mo has a clever plan. Naturally, he won't send me alone."
When the divine stick said this, a trace of pride and pride flashed in his eyes.
It seems that he was brainwashed.
Wait, master Mo? Mo Qi Dao!
She should have thought of it.
Mojidao has always been committed to making the whole Xia country unstable and the people's hearts do not gather.
I thought he wanted to help the emperor take them.
Now it seems that he has greater ambitions.
For example, continue to harm the great summer, scatter the hearts of the people of the whole great summer, and finally disappear in the long river of history.
If he had such a purpose at the beginning, the previous events could be explained.
Mo Xi Yan's heart sank gradually, and he snorted coldly, "as soon as Mo Qi's way came out, there was really no good."
"The princess doesn't know the power of master mo. if you can see him and listen to his Taoism, you will see tomorrow. The world is really too small for him. What he asks is what you said."
As soon as the magic stick mentions Mo Qi Dao, the brilliance in his eyes becomes deeper.
The enthusiasm at the bottom of the eyes made Mo Xiyan refresh his ability to deceive people.
Think about it, he can fool the former Emperor, and then shake some Murong Quan and Murong Jin. After playing with the empress, he can retreat all over. His ability is not ordinary.
"Princess, you should also listen to master Mo's way. I think you also seem to know a knowledgeable person. You must find a common language with master mo."
Seeing Mo Xiyan's face sank, the divine staff thought it was listening to what he said. Then he continued, "when I didn't see Master Mo, I also felt that I was the first in the world. I didn't want to feel the first in the world after seeing him. It's a joke."
"That's your joke." Mo Xiyan has lost interest in talking to him.
It's just a deceived person. What's worth talking about?
She looked away and thought the man was still saved.
But I have never thought that under the "MLM", there is no sound "soul"?
"Sixth day, take him down."
Thinking of this, Mo Xiyan didn't look at him again. He just gave a faint command and left the main account.
There is a lot of noise outside at this time, and I don't know whether Moqi Dao himself has appeared now.
However, it is obvious that such a scene seems to be used to the emergence of Moqi Dao himself.
Those who fooled people there were three men in light colored Taoist robes.
The one standing in the middle is a little older and looks about forty.
The two on both sides are only 20, just in their youth.
In front of them, the people knelt for six times. Don't pity Yan Chu. At first glance, there was an illusion that all the people in the refugee base were here.
Murong Yu was standing outside the circle at this time, looking at the three people with condensed eyes, as if they were confrontation?
"Lord seven, as a general, you should think for the people and seek happiness for the people. However, what you are doing now is to prevent people from getting happiness and eternal life."
The Taoist priest in the middle sighed, as if with sadness and disappointment.
"If you really let them listen to you and offer virgins and virgins to sacrifice, the king will really die."
Murong Yu's voice was very weak, but with a sense of prestige, only one word made the other party white.
However, the other party's reaction is very fast, which directly turns the captured panic into disappointment and scolding.
"Lord, why are you so stubborn? Now the river god is angry. You haven't seen more and more people die recently. What if you put them here? You can't resist the footsteps of death?"
He speaks these words very fast.
But enough for others to hear clearly.
This is what Mo Xiyan admires.
It seems that being a magic stick and fooling people, their team is really professional.
"Joke, under the heaven, there is a conclusion. Why do you say something untrue?"
Although Murong Yu is a devil, he can also be called the right way in the way of practice.
At least compared with these crooked demons and evil ways in front of him, his mind skill is at least right.
And these people, not only the heart is not right, but also the inside is afraid to be dirty, leaving only one color of black.
"And the river god? Do you really have a river god in this world?"
Murong Yu's voice became colder and colder. Looking at the bottom of the three people's eyes, dark waves surged.
The breath from his whole body was like a hurricane, which surrounded the three people under the pressure he released, making them not only afraid of the atmosphere, but also a virtual cold sweat.
Because as Murong said, they don't know whether there are river gods in the world.
No, correctly speaking, I don't know whether there is a God in the world.
But murky said yes, so they believed.
And never doubted.
Moreover, in their eyes, Moqi's way is in the same position as God.
Therefore, whether there is God or not seems not to be so important to them.
Of course, these are just ideas before the fig leaf is taken off.
Now Murong Yu's words are like ruthlessly tearing away the fig leaf, putting them on the cusp of the storm and shaking their faith.
Or, perhaps mojidao really deceived them?