Son-in-law Dan Zun

Endlessly cold, filled with Luo Wushu's eyes.

Faintly, everyone seemed to be able to feel the coldness in him.

Luo Wushu was not interested in knowing why the dark temple of the South Sea realm appeared in the East Sea realm.

But if the Dark Temple dared to hurt Bai Ning half a point, he was bound to wipe this power from the world.

No matter how powerful it is!

"Blame me!"

"If it weren't for me to be nosy, sister Bai Ning would not be run into by the dark temple, let alone be taken away forcibly."

Wu Shasha apologized.

"Regardless of your business, you came to the Donghai Mansion for them out of good intentions."

Luo Wushu restrained his emotions and showed a smile.

He also understood that it was not a simple matter to save Bai Ning.

With his current strength, it can be said that there is a long way to go.

After all, the saints have personally admitted that the strength of the Dark Temple is even stronger than that of the East Sea Mansion.

And now, in Donghai Mansion, he is just the weakest group of people.

In front of the dark temple, it is as weak as an ant.

"After all, the strength is still not enough!"

"Even if they practice fast enough, they are still far from enough."

Mo Fan clenched his fists tightly, a wave of weakness in his heart.

Bai Ning is also like a brother and sister to him.

Now, life and death are uncertain, how can I be calm in my heart.

The group continued, chatting casually.

Through their words, Luo Wushu also learned more about the East China Sea.

Things about Bai Ning, you can't rush for a while.

At the moment, it is still necessary to improve the strength.

Pills can help cultivation, but they can't be completely relied on to improve cultivation.

For this, there are lessons from past lives, and Luo Wushu has a deep understanding.

After a while, Luo Wushu and the others left.

And Mo Qingcheng was also with the two of them. Now, since they meet again, staying together can be considered a care.

In this regard, the Saint and Wu Shasha did not object.

They all practiced in the Donghai Mansion, and there is not much difference.

"Zhilan, you send them back." The saint said.

"Yes!" Lin Zhilan nodded.

The palace where Luo Wushu and his party lived was quite far away.

Even flying, it takes a while.

Above the sky, a group of people chatted casually, while Luo Wushu and Mo Qingcheng deliberately accelerated a little to give Mo Fan a little more chance.

However, because of Bai Ning's affairs, Mo Fan didn't seem to be interested.

But this, on the contrary, made Lin Zhilan show a strange color.

This guy seems to be a little emotional?

Suddenly, there was a piano sound coming from the front, faintly hostile.

Luo Wushu and his party stopped and looked intently.

There, Yunhai sits cross-legged on a purple gold eagle, playing the piano.

The sound of the piano is still the same, his eyes are faintly looking at the three of Luo Wushu, his gentle and elegant faces are playful.

"have not seen you for a long time!"

"What's the matter?" Luo Wushu asked.

"Hand over Duyou Qin!" The sharp voice of the Zijin Eagle rang under Yunhai.

"Otherwise, Donghai Mansion will not have a place for you."

"Is this going to be robbed?" Luo Wushu looked at the sea of ​​clouds. This time, he seemed to be more adept.

From covetous piano music to Duyouqin.

"You can understand that!"

Yun Hai exudes a coercion, supported by the saint, why should he be afraid of the saint behind Luo Wushu.

As for Luo Wushu and his party, nothing more.

"As far as I know, Donghai Mansion's rules don't allow you to kill people, right?" Luo Wushu said.

"No wonder you dared to leave the palace, you didn't know anything!" Yun Hai smiled sarcastically.

"However, I didn't say I would kill you!"

"Not bad!" Zijin Diao laughed loudly: "It's just a normal study hahaha..."

"Don't worry, it won't be miserable."

"At most, it will make you unable to get out of bed for half a month, how painful it can be."

"Senior Brother Yun, how can you be like this?" Mo Qingcheng said.

The two have had several fate, so they know each other naturally.

Even Yunhai had pursued her, but she would not pay attention to it.

"I don't want to do things absolutely, so I let him become more interesting and hand over Duyouqin."

"Of course, he doesn't have to hand over Duyouqin."

"But next time, it may not be just skin pain."

Yunhai has a playful smile on his face.

Compared to Du Youqin, what is the pursuit of Mo Qingcheng?

Naturally, it is impossible for him to change his determination to get Duyouqin because of Mo Qingcheng.

Moreover, when his strength gets stronger, Mo Qingcheng will naturally give in.

"Since you said that, I can also get a chance, get out of here!"

Luo Wushu smiled, but in an instant, his voice was suddenly cold.

"But if there is another time, die!"

"..." Yun Hai was taken aback.

Immediately, the smile on his face gradually solidified.

"Don't be ashamed!"

"Not to mention, do you have this strength."

"Even the Son, dare not kill people easily, let alone you?"

"Is it possible that you feel that your identity is more noble than the Son?"

A sharp sneer came from Zijin Diao's mouth.

"I want to see, where does your confidence in saying this come from?" Yunhai's voice became gloomy.

I saw the mana fluctuations on his body, and the sound of the piano suddenly became hideous, like a prehistoric behemoth, suddenly showing its fangs.

"The sea of ​​clouds!" Lin Zhilan said coldly.

"Luo Wushu and others are invited by the saint to enter the Donghai Mansion to practice."

"Go away, don't press me with the saint!" Yunhai glanced at Lin Zhilan and said.

"Luo Wushu was recognized by Qingu because I played with him, and I should have my share of the proceeds."

"This matter is really troublesome, and I believe that Saint Son will also seek justice for me."

Lin Zhilan was silent. He knew that Yun Hai must have received the nod from the holy son.

Otherwise, how dare he not put the saint in his eyes.

"Who do you want to roll?" Mo Fan stepped out, with a cold and domineering intention sweeping over him.

"Fatty man, you can't protect yourself, so you still want to be angry for the beauty?"

"Could it be that you think this is the case, someone will feel distressed when it is horrible for a while?"

"Wake up! You are just trash."

The Zijin Eagle sneered again and again.

"Yes, I'm a trash, please come and kill me."

Mo Fan was noncommittal, with an astonishing aura surging with incomparable violent violent turmoil.

In an instant, the complexions of Zijin Eagle and Yunhai changed.

The peak of the imperial realm?

"How can this be?"

"A month ago, weren't you in the early stage of the Royal Realm?"

The voice of the purple golden eagle was as if he had just seen a ghost.

In Lin Zhilan's eyes, there was also a strong shock in an instant.

incredible.

No wonder Mo Fan joked before that Luo Wushu was just occupying some talents and showing off everywhere.

It turned out to be because he also had a huge breakthrough.

Moreover, it took a month to break through from the initial stage of the imperial magic realm to the peak of the imperial magic realm. The difficulty is undoubtedly greater than that of Luo Wushu.

Of course, what Lin Zhilan didn't know was that Mo Fan and the others only needed to be responsible for cultivation, but Luo Wushu still had to refine alchemy.

Moreover, Mo Fan didn't intend to keep a low profile in front of her.

It's just because of Lin Zhilan's sentence... "How many levels did your cultivation base break through, are there many Luo but no books?"

It was this sentence that made Mo Fan think about it again, and dispelled the thought of pretending to be forced.

After all, Yao Yue's breakthroughs were no less than his!

There's really nothing to be proud of...