Start: Forced by the family to become a magician

"Shhh..."

Fu Qing gasped and widened his eyes.

And Yi Shui'er also opened her mouth slightly, looking shocked.

Fang Mo's mood had calmed down at this time, looking at the shocked two, he smiled indifferently: "Next, let's distribute the loot."

As soon as the words fell, Wu Mogong on the side said in a loud voice: "Gongzi, the subordinates have been inherited, so they will not participate in the distribution." Fang

Mo did not speak when he heard this, but looked at Yi Shui'er.

"Shui Er listens to the master."

Yi Shui'er looked at Fang Mo, and the water rippled in her eyes.

"Senior Brother?"

Fang Mo looked at Fu Qing.

Fu Qing's face was a little unnatural, after all, this trip to the secret realm, he made up the whole process.

"That... That junior brother, I want some pills to improve my cultivation... As for the rest, I don't want it.

Fang Mo took in Fu Qing's expression and smiled faintly.

This senior brother himself is still very good at being a person, and when he sees such a huge fortune, no lion opens his mouth, but just wants some pills.

These are all small things, anyway, the pill is useless in Fang Mo.

"Then I'll divide it."

Fang Mo divided a part of the pill to Fu Qing and Yi Shui'er, and put the rest in Wu Mo's place.

As for those Dan Dao texts, they were also handed over to Wu Mo, after all, only he could bring out the maximum value of these things.

In addition, the three of them each chose three Xuanjian Yuan Artifacts, and the rest were all pocketed by Fang Mo.

"Gongzi, there is still half an hour, this

secret realm will be closed..." Wu Mo's eyes were complicated, the secret realm was closed, and it would not be opened again from now on, which meant that the sect of the Danxia Sect had completely disappeared into the void.

After all, Wu Mo accepted the inheritance memory, and he was still a little sad.

"Well, prepare to prepare, after all, so many Tianjiao died here, you must be extremely careful not to expose it after going out."

"Yes, master."

"Yes, Gongzi."

Suddenly, Fu Qing looked at the two golden jade glazed pillars outside the hall, and his eyes lit up....

...

Opening his eyes again, several people had already appeared at the foot of Xingxia Mountain.

Fang Mo had already taken off the spirit puppet mask at this time and replaced it with an ordinary black robe.

He cautiously observed the surroundings, and then said to Yi Shui'er: "You go back to the sect first, don't let others know that you have entered the secret realm." "

Well, master, that water is waiting for the master in the sect..."

Yi Shui'er's watery eyes looked deeply at Fang Mo, and then turned into a pink color and disappeared from view.

A moment later, a golden light cut through the sky.

...

In a dense forest on Xingxia Mountain, Wei Chitu slowly woke up from his coma.

"Hiss... Fortunately, Lao Tzu has thick skin and thick flesh... It really hurts me

..." Wei Chitu struggled to stand up, turned his head to look around, and after confirming that he had left the secret realm, he muttered, "Laozi has to hurry back to the sect, that tentacle monster is too terrible..."

"The host! You're back!

Linglong ran out of the house ecstatically.

Fang Mo nodded slightly, sitting expressionlessly on the stone bench in the courtyard thinking about something, while Wu Mo stood respectfully on the side.

The atmosphere was somewhat silent.

Linglong was very obedient and did not speak again, but walked lightly behind Fang Mo and gently kneaded his shoulders for Fang Mo.

Fang Mo let Linglong knead his shoulders, turned his head

and said to Wu Mo: "Wu Mo, soon Sifang City and all the sects will know about the things in the secret realm, be careful these two days, secretly spread the news, just say that the mysterious person in the secret realm is suspected to be the demon cultivator of

the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect..." Wu Mo's eyes lit up, and he said in a low voice: "Gongzi, this is planning to point the spearhead at the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect?" "

If you don't muddy the water, how can you fish in troubled waters..." Fang Mo touched the white jade ring on his hand and said softly.

"Gongzi, subordinates understand how to do it."

Wu Mo turned around and was just about to leave.

"Wait."

"What else does Gongzi order?"

"Don't expose your identity as a third-grade alchemist for the time being, improve your realm as soon as possible..." Fang Mo reminded.

"Yes, Gongzi."

...

"What! You say it again! An

earth-shattering roar resounded through the City Lord's Mansion.

The majestic-looking Lei Shengyu looked at a black-armored guard on the ground with a livid face.

"The city... City Lord... My lord, the young master is dead..." the black-armored guard covered in blood said again with a trembling voice.

The guards he was in followed Lei Ling into the secret realm, and now he is the only one who has returned alive.

Suddenly, a terrifying coercion appeared,

"Poof..." The

black-armored guard spewed out a mouthful of blood and was crushed to the ground.

"Tell me what happened in the secret realm." Lei Shengyu said in a deep voice.

Although Lei Shengyu was already trying his best to suppress himself, this sentence was still like a roar of divine thunder, exploding in the ears of the black-armored guards.

"The city... Lord Lord, a mysterious person appeared in that secret realm, not only killed the young master, but even the Red Fu Fairy of the Lost Heart Valley died at his hands... A lot of people died... A lot of people..."

The black-armored guard seemed to remember something terrifying, and his whole body trembled even more.

"The people of Lost Heart Valley are also dead? What does that man look like!

Lei Shengyu rebuked.

The black-armored guard snorted, "Cheng... Lord City Lord, that... The man was wearing a mask and a dark red dress..."

Lei Shengyu slapped the black-armored guard several meters away.

After landing, the black-armored guard seemed to remember something, and hurriedly climbed in front of Lei Shengyu again.

"By the way, by the way, Lord City Lord, that person's cultivation technique is extremely bloody, and it is a demon cultivator!"

"Magic Repair?"

Lei Shengyu frowned slightly.

"Yes, Lord City Lord, that Demon Cultivator may be from the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect!"

The black-armored guard hurriedly said.

Lei Shengyu's eyes froze, and he said coldly: "How can you be so sure that you are from the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect?"

"Lord City Lord, such a terrifying demon cultivation can only be cultivated by the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect..."

the black-armored guard looked determined.

Lei Shengyu glanced coldly at the black-armored guard, and then asked, "How did you survive?"

"The city... Lord City Lord, the small one was seriously injured at the time, surrounded by corpses,... Then I somehow passed out, and when I woke up, I was already out of the secret realm..." said the black-armored guard with some happiness.

"You won't have to wake up in the future."

As soon as the words fell, the black-armored guard's bang turned into a cloud of blood mist.

Lei Shengyue's face was expressionless, and there was a trace of thunder in his eyes.

The terrifying momentum rushed straight into the sky, causing the wind and clouds to change color, and there was a faint sound of thunderstorms in the sky.

“... No matter who it is, I will crush his corpse into ten thousand pieces and pay for my son's life!" "

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