Investing in the Rebirth Empress, She Called Me Husband

I don't know how long it took.

The strong feeling of weightlessness finally disappeared, but there was still no sense of reality under their feet. They did not land on the ground.

Li Mo finally regained consciousness.

He suddenly found that behind him was a cloud with seven-color brilliance. It was because of this strange cloud that they did not suffer any harm.

And these rosy clouds flowed out from the cracks of the stone door not far away.

"Thank you, you can let go."

A cold voice sounded in his ears.

"Uh..."

Li Mo didn't come back to his senses for a while.

That beautiful and flawless face was very close to him, and he could even feel the warm breath.

Because he hugged too tightly, he could still feel Bingtuozi's heartbeat through his clothes.

As we all know.

When people fall into the water or fall from a high altitude, they will subconsciously grab everything they can hold.

Student Li was a little embarrassed for a while.

He seemed to be worrying about nothing and doing unnecessary things.

Li Mo coughed lightly, let go of her and stood up, pretending to look around:

"Where is this? I haven't heard of such a place under Qingyuan."

"You asked me to come to Wangyue Cliff, just to bring me here?"

"Yeah."

Ying Bing nodded, without much explanation.

"How do you know this place?"

Li Mo asked casually.

When people are embarrassed, they talk a lot of nonsense.

Ying Bing lowered his eyes and said lightly: "I came here in a dream."

If you regard what happened in the previous life as a dream, it is not wrong to say so.

After her rebirth, many things have changed.

But fortunately, the call of this place to her has never disappeared.

Even if other people have a hundred lives and jump down from Wangyue Cliff, they can't come to this inheritance in Qingyuan.

Even if they come, they can't enter the inheritance smoothly, and can only be trapped in the glow.

"Let's go."

Ying Bing subconsciously put his hand on his waist, but touched nothing.

"Use mine."

The voice fell.

In her hand, there was an ordinary steel sword with some rice-sized cracks.

It seems that it was not as easy for him to come to the Moon-Watching Cliff as he said?

Ying Bing suppressed his thoughts, nodded slightly, and walked forward with the sword.

Li Mo followed her side, alert to the surroundings.

Since it is a legacy.

Then perhaps... there is still some kind of test?

The thought had just fallen.

Woo——

A piercing wind blew, and the soul was chilled.

"Come down... accompany me..."

"Why are you still alive!"

"Chance... peerless opportunity... take me in together..."

The overlapping whispers floated in the wind.

"Be careful."

"Don't stay too far away from me."

Ying Bing's clear voice came.

"What are these?"

Li Mo looked around with the light of the Xia Bridge.

He found that the dark clouds were surging, and from time to time, hideous and painful faces flashed by.

In the past, Ying Bing would have been too lazy to explain.

But today, he actually explained his doubts:

"When a warrior reaches the realm of God-viewing, he can observe the mountains, rivers, sun, moon, exotic flowers and plants, various exotic beasts, and even the wonders of heaven and earth to temper his spirit. When he reaches the state of God-viewing, he can even leave his body and control things with his spirit."

"Therefore, if a warrior above the realm of God-viewing dies, and his heart is obsessed, a wisp of spirit will not be destroyed, and it will turn into a Yin object."

"Yin objects cannot see the sun, so there are so many here."

Student Li understood.

It is easy to imagine that many people must have had the idea of ​​exploring Qingyuan and put it into practice.

There are many strong people among them.

Obviously, they all failed.

A wisp of obsession will remain here forever, guarding the Nine-Colored Yuanhuang inheritance that he can no longer enter.

"Yin objects..."

The cold wind wrapped in Yin objects attacked from all directions, and Ying Bing beside him suddenly took action.

Clang——

This was the first time Li Mo saw Ying Bing take a serious action.

The sword light surged, and hundreds of sword flowers bloomed.

Each sword flower accurately hit a Yin object and repelled it fiercely.

Perfection realm flower-seeking sword technique!

However.

This attack, which was enough to make the Inner Breath realm retreat, did not cause any damage after hitting the Yin object.

It just beat the opponent back into the clouds and mist, and it would come back again soon.

"Go faster, Yin objects are not afraid of swords and weapons..."

Ying Bing hadn't finished speaking.

Suddenly, a warm and peaceful feeling came from behind.

On Li Mo's chest, a feather shape lit up in the brocade bag.

Fire sparrow feathers.

Pure yang and righteousness, it is the nemesis of evil and turbid things.

Li Mo threw a punch lightly.

On his fist, there was actually a thin layer of fire sparrow yang energy attached.

"Hehehe..."

The Yin object opposite was obviously not fully conscious.

So he didn't realize the seriousness of the matter.

Tsk!

It was like ice and snow meeting boiling oil.

The thick shadow of the Yin Object began to melt and disintegrate almost instantly.

It instinctively wanted to retreat.

But it was directly pierced by Li Mo's punch.

Puff——

The Yin Object dissipated.

"There is a trace of Phoenix clan breath in that brocade bag."

"It should be left by some bird with the blood of the real Phoenix?"

Ying Bing's tense body relaxed a little.

In this way, there is no need to distract himself to take care of him.

But...

Why did Li Mo keep standing there and not moving?

Classmate Xiao Li was in a daze.

Because just now, the system actually sent a prompt.

[Congratulations to the host for successfully investing and helping ‘Xia Rong’ eliminate his obsession and gain peace of mind. 】

[Investment feedback: One year of martial arts insights. 】

Li Mo: "!"

Killing evil objects can be considered investment feedback?

No wonder people say that rescuing the souls of the dead is considered meritorious...

then.

Li Mo looked at the rolling shadows in the clouds, with some eagerness in his eyes.

Mosquito legs are also meat.

You have to get the rewards you deserve.

Li Mo was about to continue when he noticed Bingtuozi looking over with a slight frown on his eyebrows.

"cough."

"Many of these Yin objects are seniors of the Qingyuan Sect."

"Since it's a piece of cake, let them rest in peace."

Classmate Xiao Li said seriously.

Ying Bing pursed her lips slightly, and there was a quiet twinkle in her eyes.

In the end, he didn't make a sound to urge him and just waited quietly.

If there is any evil thing coming towards her, she will easily drive it towards Li Mo.

So cool.

Li Mo was delighted.

Men and women are matched, so work is not tiring.

However, within two sticks of incense, the vaginal objects were basically cleaned away, and even the air seemed less cold.

In exchange, there is a series of investment feedback.

Roughly calculated, it took eighty-six years to realize the martial arts. Adding in the original time, it almost came to two hundred years.

There are also some sundries.

There are remnants of soldiers, elixirs with different effects, gold and silver property, and even a few land deeds. I wonder if they are still valid now.

"Thank you."

Li Mo smiled from the bottom of his heart and held his hand towards Ying Bing.

"Um."

Ying Bing sheathed her sword and felt something strange in her heart.

Sometimes she couldn't understand why Li Mo would do such a useless thing and a waste of time.

But the feeling after doing it.

Doesn't seem annoying?

Shaking her head, she took a few steps forward and finally stood in front of the moss-covered stone door of the inheritance.

Press the stone door with bare hands.

Buzz——

A strange vibration came.

Dust fell, and the stone door slowly opened.

The peach-colored cocoa brilliance reveals itself and fills the surrounding space.

The light suddenly brightened, and Li Mo subconsciously stretched out his hand to block it, and looked into the door through his fingers.