The lake gradually calmed down, but the hearts of the old man surnamed Meng rippled. The scenes of the three of them relying on each other over the years appeared before their eyes one by one, and for a moment, there was a hint of melancholy in their eyes.

However, as he turned his eyes to the lark fruit in the center of the lake, his eyes turned hot: "It's better if you're dead, this lark fruit is my only one."

As long as you swallow this fruit and refine the five elements energy, you will have greater confidence in building the foundation. Once the foundation is successfully built, it will be a hundred years of vitality.

Thinking of this, the old man surnamed Meng shot towards the island in the center of the lake.

However, at this moment, bubbles began to emerge from the originally calm lake in front of the old man surnamed Meng. The next moment, the water surface exploded and splashed in the sky. A human figure swept into the air. A wave of manic and rioting spiritual power suddenly fluctuated, which was the tenth level of Qi training.

Seeing this, the cultivator named Meng was shocked, and his quick figure suddenly stopped and looked at the figure in the air.

The man looked extremely miserable at this time, and his clothes were cut into many places. He flew under the influence of spiritual power fluctuations, revealing his snow-white skin full of scars.

Her originally beautiful face was covered with bloodstains, and her eyes were shining with fierce light, which made her look more ferocious.

"Momo Ring!"

The old man surnamed Meng's pupils shrank, and his face was in disbelief.

With his desperate activism, Gengjinmu already had the power of a mid-stage foundation-building cultivator. How could she still be alive?

Mo's face is like frost, his scattered hair dances wildly, almost shattering his silver teeth: "Old thing, you are looking for death"

As he said that, Mo Huan raised his right palm and the powerful spiritual power in his body began to condense.

The old man surnamed Meng was shocked, and two vajra talismans were successively slapped on his body, and then two four-armed talismans appeared behind him, with three golden bells covering his body. The golden light shone, and a heavy aura suddenly emanated.

Mo Huan saw it, but showed a hint of sarcasm. When his spiritual power was completely condensed, he suddenly noticed a green light coming out of the water, and Mo Huan retreated immediately.

Then I saw that the green light was actually a small sword, with extremely fast speed and extremely penetrating properties. It instantly penetrated the three golden bell shields, broke the protection of the King Kong, and inserted it into the old man's eyebrows, leaving only a short hilt outside.

The next moment, a faint blue spirit fire ignited on the small sword. The old man surnamed Meng was burned to ashes without even having time to scream, leaving only a white muse bag with a good texture.

As soon as the bag of the scribble fell, the water vapor on the lake below suddenly boiled violently, and a figure exploded out of the water. After taking the bag of the scribble in his hand, it slowly landed on the lake. It was Chen Mo who called himself Mo Chen.

The whole process was completed in one go, and in a moment, Mo Huan saw it in his eyes and thought to himself that the small sword was sharp and the spiritual fire was domineering.

Although the cultivator surnamed Mo only had six levels of Qi training, he was cruel, decisive, and acted like lightning. His mind made her look up to Chen Mo again.

But what shocked her was that this person actually took the attack of Gengjinmu.

You know, her spiritual power in her body is as powerful as the tenth level of Qi training. She has just taken it with a rare magic weapon like the Thick Earth Bell. What methods does the cultivator surnamed Mo hide in front of her?

Looking at Chen Mo who was also miserable, Mo Huan felt a little afraid in his heart, and he secretly thought in his heart that spiritual power should be able to recover before the spiritual power of the tenth level of Qi training dissipated, but it only took a little time.

Thinking of this, she would observe Chen Mo carefully again.

At this time, Chen Mo was also miserable. His clothes had already been shattered, blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth, and his muscles with bright lines on both ribs were covered with scars. The spiritual armor on his chest was destroyed, revealing the snow-white inner armor that protected the vital points.

Chen Mo secretly thanked that if it weren't for this inner armor, his life would have been explained. Thinking of this, he felt a little grateful to the dead Hu Zongquan.

Tied the white monk to his waist, Chen Mo threw a white moisturizer into his mouth. The spiritual power condensed on the mulberry leaf mark on the back of his hand suddenly lingered him with purple light. Feeling the slowly recovering injuries, Chen Mo thought in his mind how long it would take to recover his combat power.

After doing all this, Chen Mo also looked at Mo Huan, and said with a smile on his face: "It's so dangerous just now!"

Looking at Mo Huan's scarred cheek, Chen Mo's smile was restrained, his brows frowned, and his face couldn't help but feel heartbroken: "This old man Meng is really cruel. He can even attack such a beautiful lady as Miss Mo."

As Chen Mo touched the monk, there was an amethyst jade box in his hand, and a slight pain appeared on his face.

"Mo really can't bear to see the girl so miserable. The jade box contains a resurrection and beauty pill. Mo spent 300 medium-grade spirit stones to auction at an auction. I hope Miss Mo will not dislike it."

As he said that, Chen Mo threw it towards Mo Huan with a sincere look on his face.

Mo Huan saw Chen Mo's expression in his eyes, his eyes flashed with a flash of light chuckling. When he touched the musket bag with his jade hand, he had already changed into a piece of clothes. At the same time, he covered his face with his sleeves. The scars on his face were gone at the next moment. Looking at the flying jade box, Mo Huan slapped the void, and the jade box turned back to Chen Mo in the middle.

After hanging her hair, Mo Huan said softly: "Mo Huan thanks Brother Mo for his kindness. This injury is nothing to Mo Huan. Moreover, this beauty pill is too expensive, and Mo Huan is really worthy of it."

Mo Huan's words made Chen Mo's face feel disappointed. Looking at the jade box that was slowly returning, he sighed softly: "Beauty Pill, Beauty Pill, since the beauty doesn't want to keep you, what's the use of me?"

As he said that, Chen Mo also slapped the void and the jade box fell into the lake immediately, splashing water, and slowly sank to the bottom of the lake.

Seeing Chen Mo's actions, Mo Huan felt more and more mysterious in his heart. The light in his eyes flowed. After a moment, she said softly: "If Brother Mo really wants to be merciful, I hope Brother Mo can return Geng Jin and Wood to Mo Huan. This Geng Jin and Wood was deceived by the old man from Mo Huan back then, and it has an inseparable meaning for Mo Huan."

As he said that, a pitiful look appeared on Mo Huan's face, and a hint of haze appeared in his eyes.

Seeing this, Chen Mo only made a joke, and then opened the topic: "Miss Mo, according to Mo's experience, this lark fruit will soon mature. Then I and I will go our separate ways after taking one of them."

As soon as Chen Mo finished speaking, Mo Huan's disordered spiritual power finally calmed down. A smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and then she pouted: "I thought Brother Mo was a real man who knew how to be merciful, but I didn't want to be like those stingy stinky men."

Mo Huan giggled, his face seemed to be coquettish and slightly angry, and he looked like I felt pity. His arms were raised like willows, driving the slender and boneless jade hand, as if he was in a daughter's form, and he just slapped Chen Mo so gently.
Chapter completed!