Doupo: Demon Shura

Chapter Forty-Three

"Today is the last day. Tomorrow we will set off for the Tagore Desert." Yao Lao looked at the black-shirted teenager standing at the mouth of the valley and shook his head helplessly.

Since Mo'er left, Xiao Yan hadn't paid much attention to Yunzhi. Within a few days, the woman broke the seal and left. Only Xiao Yan and him are left in the valley. Apart from practicing and refining medicine, what Xiao Yan likes most is to stand at the mouth of the valley.

"It's been a good month. You have been delayed for seven days. Mo'er is always surnamed Xiao, and you will see you sooner or later. Why should you rush for a while?" Seeing his apprentice in such depression, Yao Lao couldn't help wondering whether he was waking him up in the first place. It's not wrong, "Think about the Yunlanzong's engagement, do you want to lose to Nalan Yanran? Do you want the Xiao family to be ridiculed by everyone in the Jiama Empire?"

"Teacher." The young boy's low voice was deeply tired, "We tomorrow...who?"

Before he finished speaking, the young boy's eyes were sharp, then turned into surprise, and asked with a trembling, "Moer...Is that you?"

Hearing this, Yao Lao was startled. Then, he sighed slightly. He sensed who the person was. It seemed that Mo Er didn't want to see Yan'er!

A figure walked out of the dark dense forest, dark blue brocade shirt, lightly ethereal and not like a person in the mortal world.

The light in Xiao Yan's eyes dimmed. He looked at Hua Ling and asked, "Where is him? Is he still in the Warcraft Forest?"

"No." Thinking that Xiao Yan was the culprit responsible for Xiao Mo's punishment, Hua Ling subconsciously didn't want to tell him where Xiao Mo was.

"He asked me to give you these two rings." As he said, he took out the two rings from his arms and gave them to Xiao Yan and Yao Lao respectively.

Xiao Yan took the ring and took a look at his soul power. Apart from a large pile of spiritual crystals, a large pile of herbs, and some miscellaneous things inside. There were no words from Xiao Mo, and he lowered his head in disappointment. Bitterness appeared in his eyes, but he kept comforting himself. At least Moer hadn't directly severed the relationship. There was still hope between them...

Yao Lao took the ring in a daze, and when he swept his soul power, he saw the huge ball of pure soul power in the ring, one meter in diameter. There are also a lot of spirit crystals, medicinal materials, soul tactics...

"You will save this post." When their emotions stabilized, Hua Ling's fingertips flashed, and a black and gold post galloped towards Xiao Yan. "He asked me to tell you that he wants to hear from the son of the Xiao family. News of the defeat of Yun Lanzong."

Xiao Yan raised his hand to take the post. Suddenly, his pupils condensed slightly. The strength in the post made his entire arm numb. But his face remained calm, staring at Hua Ling and said, "I will. I want to know when I can see him?"

"When it's time to meet, I can see it naturally." As he spoke, the figure slowly dissipated, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Asshole, make it clear before leaving?" Seeing Hualing disappeared, Xiao Yan suddenly became furious, and finally caught some news from Moer, "What do you mean by meeting?"

"He wants to see you, so naturally he can see you!"

The voice faded away. Xiao Yan knew that the other party had gone far, but this answer was the last thing he wanted to hear. What if Moer didn't want to see him all his life?

Looking through the Youse post, Xiao Yan knew that it came from Xiao Mo. The black and gold outline of the Demon Menghun couldn't be more familiar. He just watched for a while, took a deep breath, and smiled: "Teacher, I will go to the Tagore Desert tomorrow. Since Moer wants to see it, he must be beautiful."

The far north is all covered in silver at first glance, the sky is white and the ground is white and icy. A piece of the purest and most flawless pure white area. The strands of white cold air filled the entire far north, surging and surging, making people feel like they were in a fairyland.

However, such a breathtaking and magnificent sight is a forbidden area for the entire continent. Even if it is a strong fighting saint, he dare not say that he can stay for more than half a day in the far north. Perhaps only the legendary Emperor Dou can come and go freely!

Suddenly, a little dark blue appeared in a piece of white snow. In the blink of an eye, Mo Lan galloped toward the depths. Upon closer inspection, it turned out that it was a young man in a dark blue shirt, and the white chill surging around didn't seem to have any effect on him.

The man went all the way north and came to an ice valley. Stepping on his feet, he walked through the formation in front of the valley and entered the valley. As soon as he entered the valley, the man couldn't help shivering, and his eyebrows formed a layer of ice crystals in the blink of an eye.

There was a light blue chill in the valley, and just by looking at the man's reaction, you could tell that the chill was much stronger than outside. To the northeast of the valley, there is a deep blue cold pool. There are a few igloos built with ice blocks beside the pool, which are small and exquisite, exquisite and chic.

The man frowned, ignored his icy eyebrows and hair, walked straight to an igloo and opened the door.

"Are you awake?" The voice was extremely soft, as if afraid of something.

All furnishings in the house are complete, and there is an ice couch near the window. At this moment, a young man was lying on the couch, his red clothes were like fire, his eyes closed tightly, and his face was pale.

Jiu Ruo shook his head, gritted his teeth with a bit of hatred for iron and steel: "I finally woke up a few days ago. When I woke up, I started tossing, ordering this, ordering, and refining what post. Now it’s alright! I can’t wake up, I can't toss it."

He said on his lips, but his hands were not idle at all. Continuously refining concoction to nourish Xiao Mo's broken soul.

"Has what he asked you to do?"

Hearing this, Hua Ling said lightly: "Yeah."

"All the fighting energy in your body has been transformed into spiritual power. You can understand the content behind the "Seven Kills Jue". Believe this monarch, you will be pleasantly surprised." The inexplicable emotions flashed across the sharp phoenix eyes, and disappeared in an instant. .

Hua Ling did not answer, and left quietly.

The room fell silent, only the sound of medicinal materials being refined. For a long time, Jiuruo stopped refining medicine and stretched out.

Looking at the drowsy Xiao Mo, Jun Mei Yan was faintly complicated: "Perhaps back then..."

At the beginning, Jiu Ruo didn't say anything. It has become the situation it is now, and I can't go back anymore if I regret myself and blame myself...

In the pure white and silent world, a little movement is extremely eye-catching. In the ice valley, Hua Ling sat in the cold pond and comprehended the "Seven Kills" in his mind. Jiu Ruo went out of the valley to get some medicinal materials from time to time, and spent more time by Xiao Mo's side and treating him.

The night went and came again, over and over again, I don't know how many days have passed.

Suddenly, a strong energy wave suddenly broke out in the silent valley. Countless auras gradually formed a storm, like countless giant pythons raging crazily in the sky, rushing from all directions.

The light blue chill of the entire valley, and the white chill of thousands of miles in a circle, kept surging and surging, mixing with spiritual energy, forming countless huge tornadoes that poured into the body of Hua Ling who was sitting cross-legged.

A light red murderous aura slowly emerged around Hua Ling, following the concentration of aura. The murderous aura is getting more and more, the color is getting deeper and deeper. In the end, the whole world was dark red, **** and terrifying!

Click!

Something seems to be broken. Hua Ling opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were as indifferent as water, without the slightest change. Upon closer inspection, you can find that those eyes have no sadness or joy, just like ancient gods, looking down on the world, absolute reason, absolute indifference.

The overwhelming dark red gradually shrinks, and the color becomes stronger. Finally, when it reached the critical point, the center showed pure white. Gradually, within ten tens of feet, they were enveloped in white. The sporadic dark red gradually gathered and merged into the white world.

"Yes. I have understood the first state of the Supreme Killing Vessel-Wangqing."

Jiu Ruo's voice of appreciation came from the side. Hua Ling turned around and the white world faded away. He looked at Jiu Ruo, who was standing there for unknown time, and asked, "Isn't awake yet?"

Jiu Ruo's expression was stagnant, and he gave Hua Ling a strange look. Secretly muttered in my heart, forgetting emotions, forgetting emotions. Is to sever all feelings! Why this guy... can't figure it out, just don't want to, anyway, it's not a bad thing.

He shook his head and sighed deeply: "No. Your current strength is equivalent to Nine Star Dou Zong. However, with the particularity of aura, you can completely crush other Nine Star Dou Zong, and even some low-level Dou Zong are not you. Opponent."

"Just now, the white world is the domain. In the domain, you have absolute control, and your strength will increase accordingly." Junmei smiled lightly on her face, "You can truly become a giant if you own the domain."

Hua Ling nodded thoughtfully, he had noticed just now. If you listen to Jiu's explanation like this, you will have a better understanding of the field. Secretly marveling in his heart, the spiritual being of the Xuanling Continent is really not easy.

"Jiu...if..."

The extremely weak voice heard in the ears of Jiu Ruo and Hua Ling, no less than a bolt from the blue. In the blink of an eye, the two walked into the igloo.

"Lie down! Don't move!" Seeing Xiao Mo bracing his body and remembering, Jiu Ruo quickly stepped forward and helped him back on the couch, "Your current soul strength can't bear to toss again. Lie down for my lord."

Xiao Mo did not refuse, looked at the two of them, and smiled weakly: "How long have I slept again?"

"Twenty-seven days." Jiu Ruo answered as he checked his body.

After sleeping for so long, Xiao Mo frowned slightly. However, being able to escape from under the thunder is already considered a blessing. How can I expect to retreat all over my body.

"A Ling, did the things arrive?"

Indifferent eyes were slightly soft, Hua Ling nodded: "Yeah."

Xiao Mo's expression was a little complicated, and he wanted to ask them about their situation, but he felt hypocritical. I want to know that it's definitely not good. Why did Xiao Yan have that kind of thought for him? He couldn't figure it out, and he didn't want to think about it. Perhaps, as he leaves, that mind will gradually fade away!

"Don't think too much." Jiu Ruo's sharp phoenix eyes were full of threats, and warned, "Before the soul is restored to this lord, you must dare to be in charge of everything, believe it or not that this lord will let you sleep for decades. "

Hearing that, Xiao Mo had a headache. There is nothing in this world that Jiu Ruo dare to do: "You have to tell me how long I need to recover!" Decades? The day lilies are cold.

"Cooperate well, one year at the earliest."

Xiao Mo rolled his eyes and said bluntly, "Half a year. I must go out in half a year."

"Okay. Just half a year, don't complain to my lord at that time." Cunning appeared on Jiu Ruo's handsome face, and her phoenix eyes were weird.

Xiao Mo suddenly had a bad foreboding, thinking of Jiu Ruo's endlessly effective treatments that were good but painful. I can't help but regret: "Hey, hey...Master Jiu, one year will be one year!"

Jiu Ruoxie smiled and ignored him. Little bastard, I've been in fear for so long, and if I don't have a good lesson, I can't swallow this breath.