I'm Really Not A Hidden World Expert

The Yanzhao Dynasty, the imperial palace.

Lan Ling has lost the brilliance of the past. He is disheveled, unkempt, and has a drooping face.

At this time, she still looks like a little princess, but she looks like a boudoir, her eyes are full of infinite resentment.

Panlong Sacred Land, a powerful emperor died because of her in Wangjing, and she was severely reprimanded by Sect for this.

At the same time, because of the failure of the war of aggression against the Great Qin Dynasty, her father also questioned her ability and no longer trusted her as before.

Under the double blow, Lan Ling felt that life was bleak, and these days were extremely depressing.

She thought about a man day and night in her heart, only thinking about how to tear that man into pieces.

"Ji Mo, I won't let you go."

Lan Ling gritted his teeth, with a hideous face, clenching his fists and cursing loudly.

If it wasn't for Ji Mo, how could she have ended up like this.

"Grandma Hua, haven't the people you sent back a message yet?"

Lan Ling asked the demon emperor beside him who was filled with the power of curse.

"A while ago, Ji Mo had been in the Daqin military camp, protected by the Tianxiang wolf cavalry regiment, and the killers sent had no chance to strike. But now that Ji Mo has left the military camp and returned to Wangjing alone, our people will seize the opportunity Do it, there should be news coming back soon."

Granny Hua looked at Lan Ling and shook her head secretly.

Last time a spirit emperor was lost, and this time he sent a large number of Sect experts to assassinate Ji Mo. If it succeeds, it's okay, if there is another loss of manpower, I'm afraid Sect will not be lenient.

Although Lan Ling is the Holy Maiden of Panlong Sacred Land, it is really unwise to use Sect power for personal gain.

What worries Granny Hua the most is that Ji Mo is definitely not simple.

Not only did she easily dispel the power of the curse she cast on Ying Ye, but she was also immune to the curse.

She once secretly cast a curse on Ji Mo, but failed.

This made her very uneasy, and she had a premonition that those who tried to murder Ji Mo might not end well.

She once dissuaded Lan Ling, but Lan Spiritual Roots, who had been blinded by hatred, would not listen.

"Going back to Wangjing alone? This dog thief is really arrogant, but this is the best way, and his death is destined to come soon."

Lan Ling showed a cruel smile, thinking that Ji Mo's death would be heard soon.

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"am I pretty?"

Du Juan holds a bronze mirror in his hand, looking at himself with pity.

The self in the mirror, eyes like peach blossoms, face like hibiscus, Qiong nose and cherry mouth, looks so beautiful.

But why in the eyes of that bastard Ji Mo, she became an old woman pretending to be tender, with hot eyes!

The bandits standing behind Du Juan quickly responded, "Master Du Juan is as beautiful as Celestial Immortals, no one in the world can compare with you."

For the safety of their own lives, these people can only lick wildly against their conscience.

Hearing this, Du Juan was in a better mood, and continued to ask, "I want to compare with Black Rose, which one looks better."

"Naturally, Mrs. Dujuan is the prettiest. How can Black Rose compare to you, she is not even one ten-thousandth of yours."

The bandits gave another compliment.

"Since that's the case, why did that bastard Ji Mo say that I have hot eyes." Du Juan was very annoyed.

For hundreds of years, she has never been hit by anyone like this, and there has never been a man who can escape from her grasp.

It happened to Ji Mo that he encountered Waterloo in his career.

"There is absolutely no man in the world that I, Du Juan, can't handle."

Du Juan was suffocating in his heart.

"I must make that Ji Mo pay the price and bow down under my pomegranate skirt."

With a pinch of Dujuan's five fingers, the bronze mirror was shattered.

"Master Du Juan, can we not take any more risks, the most important thing is to save our lives." The bandit kindly advised.

Ji Mo kicks you over with one kick, and if you provoke him again, that's death.

This time the fortune-telling is big, next time you may not be able to save your life.

"Go away, I have my own plan."

Du Juan dismissed these men, and chased after Ji Mo in the direction he left.

She refuses to admit defeat, even if it is death, she still wants to get back the ground from Ji Mo.

Ji Mo, who continued on his way back to Wangjing, was very relieved, because he felt that he had saved a few bad guys who had gone astray.

After some education by own, those scammers who practice fairy dance must have realized their mistakes, corrected their past mistakes, and returned to the right path.

He was in a good mood, but he didn't know that the danger ahead was coming.

Yunkuo Canyon is the only way for Ji Mo to return to Wangjing.

Five of the Panlong Sacred Land masters sent by Lan Ling are lurking here, waiting to intercept him.

Three people and two demons, all of whom are powerful in the holy realm, all equipped with legendary equipment, this lineup is enough to attack and kill the strong in the middle stage of the imperial realm.

They hid their bodies in the canyon, waiting for Ji Mo's arrival.

"It's from Panlong Sacred Land, do you want to cooperate with these masters to ambush Ji Mo?"

On the cliff above Yunkuo Canyon, Bai Xiong hid in a dense vine, thinking for a while.

This is undoubtedly a good opportunity to deal with Ji Mo, but he is a little entangled, because he can't estimate Ji Mo's true strength, and he is very uncertain.

Shortly after.

Footsteps sounded, and Ji Mo's figure appeared in the drifting mist.

Ji Mo obviously didn't know the danger was in front of him, he stepped into the canyon through the thick fallen leaves.

"action!"

These five masters secretly transmitted voices and started to do it.

On the ground, a line of undetectable traces meanders and appears.

It was a monster sage lying in ambush quickly approaching Ji Mo.

This is a golden-haired demon mouse, which is best at attacking from the ground.

He intends to walk under Ji Mo, attack the opponent's lower three lanes, and catch him by surprise.

In a blink of an eye.

The golden-haired demon mouse arrived at Ji Mo's feet.

He showed a cruel smile, and when he was about to break through the ground, he suddenly felt a special aura, and his whole body was unable to move.

Then, something even more terrifying happened.

Jinmao Demon Mouse stared angrily, and saw a big foot descending from the sky, as if Mount Tai was pressing down on the top, it stepped down heavily with terrifying force.

"Do not……"

He was terrified and frightened.

The legendary armor on his body instantly shattered into pieces, and his body was directly trampled into mud.

puff……

Blood seeped into the fallen leaves, and the ground was scarlet.

Ji Mo felt as if he had stepped on something soft under his feet, and was about to check it out, but there was a gust of wind blowing towards his face.

"Roar……"

The roar resounded throughout the canyon, and another demon saint jumped out in his original form.

This is a black leopard spirit, with two horns on its forehead and a mouth full of fangs, roaring to kill it.

But in the next second, the figure stopped abruptly.

The black panther's pupils shrank suddenly, because the soles of Ji Mo's feet were blood-red, and the golden-haired demon mouse on the ground had turned into a puddle of mud.

how is this possible!

The black panther was trembling all over, the golden fur demon mouse was even stronger than him, and it had legendary armor, and now it was trampled to the ground!

What is the strength of this Ji Mo?