MTL - All the Cultivators In the Immortal World Think That the Peak Master is Ruthless.-Chapter 321 Dreamland 1
Chapter 321 Dreamland 1
On the outskirts of the city, Gu Qingmo let him down and walk.
Although the speed of flying over will be a little faster, the possibility of being discovered by the opponent is also very high.
Moreover, Gu Qingmo couldn't bear the ambiguity of the First Demon Lord towards Mo Chuli, is her apprentice any cat or dog that can covet!
The three walked forward, Gu Qingmo in front, Mo Chuli in the back, and the first Demon Lord in the middle.
Mo Chuli stared at the first Demon Lord, for fear that he would use some shady trick and hurt Gu Qingmo.
However, injuries are impossible, and there are still tricks.
There is nothing in the woods except that there are many trees with thick roots.
The first Demon Lord was still wearing the garish red dress from yesterday, which was not only bulky, but also very inconvenient to walk in such a dense forest.
However, such a little weight is not a problem for the First Demon Lord, that is, the light yarn on the skirt always hooks on the branches, which annoys him.
Mo Chuli walked behind, watching the first devil tugging at the skirt as he walked, almost hugging the skirt in his arms.
looks embarrassed, making people laugh.
Gu Qingmo didn't see a scene, but when he heard the footsteps coming from behind, he felt something different.
Mo Chuli made no secret of the ridicule on his face, and looked at it with relish.
The First Demon Lord was also annoyed, looking at Gu Qingmo who was walking on the ground in front of him, he immediately came to his mind.
Mo Chuli didn't expect that he would still have a day when he watched the fun and saw his face black.
The First Demon King is well versed in the art of "accidentally falling and falling on a man". His foot stumbled on the root of a tree, and the movement was quite natural. Even Mo Chuli, who had been staring at it, didn't react.
Seeing that he was about to fall on top of Gu Qingmo, Mo Chulila was too late.
However, no one expected that Gu Qingmo not only did not turn around to catch the person, but instead quickly took two steps forward.
It was only two steps away, and it just happened to make the first devil lie down on his face.
First Demon Lord: …
Mo Chuli: Hahahahaha!
Gu Qingmo turned around when he heard the voice, his acting skills were quite careless, "Yeah, what happened to Miss Yiyi?"
The first Demon Lord was lying on the ground, he couldn't believe that Gu Qingmo didn't hear the sound of him tripping just now, not to mention that he deliberately distanced himself.
Definitely on purpose!
Mo Chuli pressed the corners of his mouth that were raised wildly upwards, holding back a little stomachache.
"Miss Yiyi?" Gu Qingmo squatted in front of the first devil, without any intention of helping him up.
The first devil brewed for a while, then raised his tearful face, pinched his throat and said coquettishly, "Young Master, it's the little girl who was careless, it's alright."
He has specially observed that this image of a strong, weak and pitiful little girl is the easiest to arouse a man's desire for protection.
It's just that the First Demon Lord doesn't know it at all. In this case, people need to be divided.
When Gu Qingmo heard him saying that he was okay, he really didn't care, and even took out the cold.
The silver-white sword edge shone with a cold light, so frightened that the first demon lord hurriedly got up, and the sword almost stabbed him in the neck.
"Young Master, what are you doing?" The First Demon Lord pretended to be frightened, but there was a bit of interest in his eyes.
Gu Qingmo calmly swung his sword over.
Mo Chuli held her breath, was this discovered?
The first Demon Lord made a judgment between the electric light and flint, restrained the instinct to avoid, and took this sword abruptly.
"Well, this is much better." Gu Qingmo was very satisfied with his masterpiece.
The First Demon Lord knew that he had made the right bet. He hadn't played enough yet, so how could he reveal his identity so quickly.
just bowed his head, the whole person is not well.
The originally beautiful bright red dress had all the outermost veils tossed off and fell to the ground lightly.
Most of the red silk on the second layer was also cut off, and then the third layer inside. Although there was no major damage, its length was directly cut off a lot, and the ankles were looming under the swing of the skirt.
The first devil likes rouge gouache, and also likes women's dresses, especially complex and heavy ones.
The more complicated the skirt, the more luxurious it will appear. He likes that extravagant look very much.
This red dress is his simplest one, so it is not so distressing if it breaks.
is just unhappy, has he ever had his skirt broken!
Mo Chuli was already gasping for breath, he really loved Gu Qingmo like this.
Gu Qingmo glanced at Mo Chuli, who had already laughed to the point where he couldn't make a sound, and the corner of his mouth tickled.
The First Demon Lord pretended to be frightened, sat down, and played the frightened look into the wood.
Gu Qingmo had to praise him, he thought his crying scene was so bad and his acting skills must be poor, but he didn't expect that the appearance of being scared was not bad.
"Your skirt is inconvenient, just cut off some of it," Gu Qingmo put away Duanhan, as if he suddenly remembered, and added, "This way you won't fall again."
First Demon Lord: ... If it weren't for your good-looking face, this Demon Lord would have ripped off your face! Lianxiangxiyu! Lianxiangxiyu understands! Shouldn't you wipe my tears and comfort me at such a time! And then give your opinion about holding me away!
Mo Chuli: Hahahahahaha! Not anymore! Crazy laughing! Crazy laughing!
"Let's go on." Gu Qingmo led the way, and the three set off again.
…
After several days of work, Liu Qingbai finally helped to eliminate the poison in the bodies of Helian Yuzhi and the four.
"How are you all recovering?" Liu Qingbai asked.
The purpose of his visit this time was to bring these sect masters back, and now there are four fewer sects in the previous five, and people are panicking.
What's more, the current world of self-cultivation can only be regarded as a mess, the sects are full of calculations and precautions, the disciples within the sect are grouped together, and the sense of cooperation is shallow.
It is also their fault. In order to ensure the enthusiasm of the disciples for cultivation, they have always supported and competed with each other, but they have never thought about cooperation and mutual assistance.
Also, bringing them back will boost morale.
What could be more exciting than the return of the mainstay.
"Sect Master Liu, is the ninth Demon Lord reliable?" The man with half of his chin was hesitant.
Not just him, but the other two as well.
Mo Xiu has never been a person who will keep his promises. He lies so many times that it is difficult for people to believe.
"Nothing, I made the Ninth Demon Sovereign make an oath, and he won't be able to take action against us until the transaction is completed." Liu Qingbai also couldn't believe the Ninth Demon Sovereign, so he made the Inner Demon at that time. oath.
The Heart Demon Oath is the oath made by the Demon Cultivator to the Law of Heaven. Once it is made, it must not be violated, otherwise it will be backlashed.
Because the cost of disobedience is extremely high, so the magician never makes the oath of the devil easily.
With the inner demon oath as a guarantee, they can rest assured.
"Has Sect Master Liu decided when to flee?"
The four now respect Liu Qingbai and follow his advice.
Liu Qingbai saw that they had almost recovered, at least they had the ability to protect themselves, "Just tonight."
It is better to leave early, so as not to reproduce variables.
yesterday--
17:25 Class ends
18:00 Ready to eat
18:45 Prepare the codeword
Then--
18:50 The team leader called the discussion assignment
20:20 It is finally over
20:24 Wash and blow hair
21:00 I'm sleepy
Me: ...It's too late, I don't want to write anymore (┯_┯)
Goal: Start the holiday, 20,000 a day
(end of this chapter)
