The Devil's Wife, I Just Want to Survive

Wang Que smiled: "I told my wife before, but she didn't believe it. Now she believes it."

"It's not that I don't believe my husband." Mo Lingqing said calmly: "It's just that countless top geniuses throughout history, even those who have ascended to heaven, cannot practice both spiritual and martial arts."

"Besides, my husband was just getting started in cultivation before, and he said that he was practicing both spiritual and martial arts."

"Who would believe this?"

Wang Que had a smug look on his face: "So what if he is a top genius? Even a top genius has to be humble in front of my husband."

Mo Lingqing's eyes flashed with a hint of pampering, but she said calmly: "So my husband Can you tell me how you can do this dual cultivation of spirit and martial arts? "

"Of course." Wang Que patted his chest and said, "There is no trick. It's just that my bloodline can do dual cultivation of spirit and martial arts."

"Hmm?" Mo Lingqing frowned slightly, "Does it mean that the body of Tao can do dual cultivation of spirit and martial arts?"

Wang Que thought about it and hesitated, "It shouldn't be. I'm not sure about this. Anyway, it seems that I am not the only one who can do dual cultivation of spirit and martial arts."

Mo Lingqing looked up, "Husband, have you seen other people who practice dual cultivation of spirit and martial arts?"

Wang Que thought of that man......... but he didn't know whether the other party was practicing dual cultivation of spirit and martial arts.

"It's not considered as seeing it. I once had a dream. It's not a dream. It seems more appropriate to say that it is some kind of special space."

"What do you mean?" Mo Lingqing was a little puzzled.

Wang Que subconsciously glanced around. This was the caution he had developed in the past six months.

"After Grandpa was buried, a man in white came to me. He claimed to know Grandpa and said Grandpa asked him to tell me something."

"What?" Mo Lingqing was slightly surprised. She had been with Wang Que during that time and she had never seen any man in white.

"Nothing." Wang Que smiled: "He just told me to go home and take a look, and then I thought about going to Grandpa's wooden house."

Mo Lingqing's eyes moved slightly, and after a few breaths, he nodded slightly: "So that's it."

Wang Que summoned the silver-blue [Soul Crushing Disk]: "Look, this treasure was given to me by the man in white, but I can't use it now, but with this treasure in my soul sea, ordinary soul attacks seem to be useless to me."

Mo Lingqing looked at the Soul Crushing Disk, and she could hardly see the mystery in it.

"Let's not talk about this anymore." Wang Que suddenly took back the soul crushing disk: "What happened to Han Xianlan and the others? Are they dead?"

Mo Lingqing turned and looked at the rotten bottom of the pit behind: "Many died, but Han Xianlan and Mo Yanhua were saved."

Wang Que walked over: "It's okay as long as they don't die, and those members of the Mo family are dead."

"Did you take Mei, Lan, Zhu, and Ju into Bingque Palace?"

"Yes."

Wang Que nodded after hearing this, and then threw out the black tortoise shell.

The spiritual power turned into a big hand, and soon Han Xianlan and Mo Yanhua, who was missing another thigh, were moved to the tortoise shell.

In addition to them, the remaining five people in the late stage of the human bridge of the Mo family were also moved up.

After doing this, the couple tacitly left the place at a very fast speed.

If Han Xianlan and Mo Yanhua were rescued here... then Wang Que and Mo Lingqing would have to explain how they defeated the Mu Teng Patriarch.

But the strength of the Mu Teng Patriarch... that was crushing the Mo family's late-stage bridge.

How did the couple win, one in the middle stage of the bridge and the other seemingly in the early stage of the Yuan Dan?

It's hard to say, and it will reveal a lot of secrets.

So, the two of them didn't even need to discuss it and planned to stay away from the Xiling Mountains and rescue Han Xianlan and Mo Yanhua.

As for what to say at that time... that's much simpler.

What's the saying?

Those who are not of my race must have different hearts.

No matter how good the relationship between Wang Que and Han Xianlan and Mo Yanhua is, he can't tell all the secrets.

Soon, a night passed.

That night, the communication jade token in Mo Yanhua's arms kept vibrating, but Wang Que and Mo Lingqing chose to ignore it.

The next morning, somewhere in the sky thousands of miles away from the Xiling Mountains, the skull was still flying, and Wang Que rescued Han Xianlan, Mo Yanhua and others.

"Hey, you're awake, how do you feel?"

Han Xianlan sat up suddenly and touched his face and chest: "Que, Brother Que, are we, are we dead?"

Wang Que was stunned for a moment and then laughed: "Yes, that's right, welcome to the underworld."

Han Xianlan was instantly depressed when he heard this: "I'm only in my twenties, I'm not even thirty yet, I haven't enjoyed all the glory and wealth, I, I'm a young patriarch, how could I die young............"

Beside him, Mo Yanhua's hoarse voice sounded: "I, my arms, my legs............."Han Xianlan looked over and saw Mo Yanhua covered in dried blood and missing an arm and a leg.

"Brother Yanhua, does it matter if you have a leg or not? We are all dead, this is the underworld."

Mo Yanhua pursed his lips and looked around: "Brother Wang, are you kidding us? I can feel the pain in my thigh."

Wang Que stopped smiling: "Brother Yanhua, I'm really sorry this time. It was so dangerous, I didn't expect you to break..."

Mo Yanhua smiled bitterly while lying on the ground: "It doesn't matter, at least we survived."

"Young Patriarch!" The five members of the Mo family stood up and walked over.

They checked Mo Yanhua's injuries, and then one of them looked at Wang Que: "Master Wang Que, did the Mu Teng Patriarch let us go?"

Wang Que shook his head: "He didn't let us go. To be precise, we escaped at the risk of our lives?"

"Escaped?" Han Xianlan was shocked: "How did he escape? Wasn't there no way to escape at that time?"

Wang Que still shook his head, and then told the words he had agreed with Mo Lingqing last night.

He said that all he said was the traces found by Mo Lingqing, and then he could escape by flying along the traces.

As for his entering the human bridge as a martial artist......... he didn't say anything.

He didn't say anything about the power of Mo Lingqing's Yin Lei bone.

He didn't say anything about his battle with the Mu Teng Patriarch and his subjugation of the Mu Teng Patriarch.

He just said that they escaped, and the Mu Teng Patriarch didn't chase them anymore.

Even though he didn't say these, Han Xianlan and Mo Yanhua suddenly realized and believed Wang Que's explanation after listening to it.

After all, these clues are real and useful. Besides, before Mo Yanhua fainted for the last time... that was the scene where Mo Lingqing led everyone to escape.

"Brother Wang, thank you for saving my life this time. I, Mo Yanhua, owe you a life!"

"No need to thank me. I feel embarrassed if Brother Yanhua does this again." Wang Que held up Mo Yanhua's arm: "I just wanted to read your Mo family's scriptures."

"If I hadn't come, you probably wouldn't be like this, and Brother Yanhua wouldn't have broken an arm and a leg."

Mo Yanhua smiled bitterly: "No, I must thank you!"

"Even if you hadn't come, we would have come to the Xiling Mountains this time."

"If it weren't for Brother Wang and Madam's amazing insight... I and my clansmen would probably have died here."

At this point, Mo Yanhua's face turned cold: "Every grievance has its perpetrator. This time when I go back, I will report to my ancestor truthfully. I will flatten the village of the Mu Teng Patriarch!"