MTL - The Transmigrated Senior Martial Brother-Chapter 27 underground

After receiving the Lingguo handed by Lin Zikai, Qin Mo nodded to Lin Zikai, and then touched some of the restless little foxes in his arms. He had some doubts in his heart. Since he woke up, the little fox had always liked The forest is right.

In the face of the little fox with his claws, Lin Ziyi always smiles gently, not at all concerned.

In the past few days, Lin Zikai has been taking care of him. At the beginning, he still had some discomfort. However, he saw that Lin Zikai insisted that he would not say anything more. After all, in his heart, Lin Zikai is different from others.

Thinking of this, Qin Mo brow could not help but slightly wrinkle, punitively patted the head of the little fox, said: "Don't make trouble!"

The little fox's movements were stiff, and there was a sigh of anger in his eyes. His heart was annoyed. This person really didn't know how to be good. He couldn't help but look at his tail and closed his eyes. He quietly squatted in Qin's arms and stopped moving.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Lin Zixun’s dawn flashed slightly, but the movements on his hands kept going. He did not rush to hand a Lingguo to Qin Mo, and his mouth slightly said: “Little foxes The day may not be very good."

Hearing this statement, Qin Mo gently "en" a voice, but also feel that Lin Zikai's character is excellent.

At this moment, a muffled sound of "咚咚咚!" came from the innermost part of the cave, and the movements of Qin Mo and Lin Zikai could not be overwhelmed, and they couldn't help but look at each other.

"Hey!" The voice was getting clearer and clearer. Qin Mo stood up from the original place and gestured to Lin Zikai. He slowed down and walked slowly inside. Lin Zizhen immediately followed.

The caves were not big, and soon they both reached the deepest part of the cave. To their surprise, there was only a bare stone wall and there was nothing special about it, and the strange sound had disappeared.

Qin ink wrinkled his brows and couldn't find it on the stone wall. The stone wall must be weird, otherwise it would not sound for no reason.

"Master brother!" Lin Zikai's low cry sounded behind Qin Mo's body. Hearing his voice, Qin Mo immediately turned around and saw a huge stone door at the foot of Lin Zikai.

The stone door is not on the wall, but on the ground. There is a flower-shaped depression in the middle of the stone gate, and some more complicated patterns are engraved on the side.

Seeing this stone gate, Qin Mo couldn't help but groan, and groped for a moment, and explored for a moment, Qin ink was in the heart, this depression must be the place to place the stone door key. This stone gate may be a mysterious cave house. After all, in the secret of Huang Tian, ​​the mysterious cave house is extremely numerous. But unfortunately, he does not have the key to Shimen.

Qin Mo’s heart was slightly disappointed, but these have always been based on opportunities, and he has not been too entangled.

"Master, I seem to have a jade card with a similar shape!" Seeing that Qin Mo's attention has been concentrated on the depression in the middle of the boulder, Lin Ziyan blinked and said with a smile.

Hearing this, Qin Mo is a bit strange, but even if Lin Zizhen is the protagonist of this world, the opportunity is unusual.

Lin Zikai took out a flower-like blue jade from the Qiankun bag, and then placed it in the depression on the stone gate. The jade fruit is the key to the stone gate. It was just placed on the stone gate. Qin Mo and Lin Ziyu The two heard a "beep" and the jade was closely tied to Shimen.

Then they heard a loud bang, and a crack broke out in the middle of the stone door, slowly opening in front of them.

When the stone door is opened, the inside is dark, and from the above, there are many stone steps that can be seen from the stone gate to the underground.

It is a mysterious cave house.

Qin Mo and Lin Zikai looked at each other and nodded slightly, and walked toward Shimen in tandem.

...

On a plain in the north of Huangtian's mystery, Meng Deacon, who had previously had conflicts with Qin Mo, and the deacons and Liu Qingzhou were three people at the moment, and they were standing in the same place.

That Meng’s deacon took care of his own rotten robe, his face was dark, and he gnashed his teeth: "Damn, how can we meet the beast!"

When I heard this, the deacons on the side were also crying, and my heart was very dissatisfied.

"It’s a pity that the washing fruit..." Liu Qingzhou’s face was covered with scars, and his body was also slightly injured. His cultivation was the lowest. If the two deacons were not with him, he might be early. I was buried in the beasts.

At this moment, he was sighed with regret, and some regretted a sigh, but then he thought that Qin Mo was already dead, and he could not help but feel happy.

"Hey, that Qin Mo really doesn't know how to be good!" Hearing the words "washing the fruit", Meng Deacon's heart was hurting, but it was the treasure of the blue sky that never happened, and then he picked it up and said: "Wait a while Time, let's go there and see..."

"Oh, are you talking about me?" Just then, a familiar laughter came from the side and interrupted the words of the deacon.

The three people were shocked at the scene, and Liu Qingzhou changed his face. He gnashed his teeth: "Qin Mo, you didn't die?"

When his voice just fell, he saw a figure appearing in front of them, white clothes, it is Qin ink. At this moment, his eyes narrowed and he looked at them with gaze.

"No death is better!" That Meng was surprised beforehand, and then looked at the Qin Mo in front of the coveted color, the tone is full of greed: "Use your flesh and blood to help us wash the spirit!" With that said, the spear appeared again in his hand, and his hands moved slightly, and he threw it in the direction of Qin Mo.

The face of Qin ink did not change, and only a corner of his mouth slightly smacked a sneer arc, and the long sleeve waved, and the spear was knocked down to the ground by him.

"How is it possible?" Meng's deacon's face showed an unbelievable look, and then his face was silenced, nodding his head at the deacon.

The two looked at each other and operated the spiritual power in the body. The air seemed to tremble slightly. The surrounding aura gathered into a long arrow and slammed into the direction of Qin Mo.

Seeing this scene, Meng’s deacon and deacons could not help but feel a sigh of relief. The face raised a smile, which cost them a lot of spiritual power. This Qinmo only had the initial cultivation of the foundation, and it was not dead. Seriously injured.

But then their smiles were stuck on the face, and Qin Mo still just waved his sleeves, and the powerful long arrow disappeared into the air.

"Hey!" Only listened to his cold cry, Qin Mo's figure has already come to the front of both of them, with a wave of his hands, both hands clasped the neck of the two deacons.

The two deacons suddenly had white eyes and their faces turned red, and they struggled in the hands of Qin Mo.

Aside from the appearance of Qin Mo, it has been stiff in the place where Liu Qingzhou suddenly reacted. When he saw the scene in front of him, he suddenly looked at him and yelled at Qin Mo: "Qin Mo, you dare!"

"I don't have anything to dare?" Qin Mo looked back and squinted at Liu Qingzhou. The corner of his mouth raised a smile of evil spirits. At this moment, he looked strange and unusual.

When he saw it like this, Liu Qingzhou’s heart shook and he could not help but retreat a few steps. But then, his footsteps were stiff in place, his eyes wide open, and his mouth screamed incredulously: "Qin Mo, you turned out to be a magic repair!"

I saw two black mists from the hands of Qin Mo, and went straight into the body of the two deacons of Meng and He. With the continuous penetration of this black fog, the two deacons of Meng and He Actually, I stopped struggling and looked dark and black. At the same time, a touch of milky white light emerged from the two populations. Liu Qingzhou looked at the scores clearly. That was the essence of the deacons of Meng and He, and that Qin Mo actually enjoyed Zhang. Open your mouth and swallow the soul into your mouth.

Liu Qingzhou only felt that he was black in front of him. He wanted to leave when he stepped, but before he left, Qin Mo let go of the two deacons who had been sucked by him, and his eyes shifted to Liu Qingzhou.

Liu Qingzhou’s body was stiff and his voice trembled and said: “You let me go, I won’t tell you what you are doing!”

"Do you think it is possible?" Qin Mo licked his lips with satisfaction and walked toward Liuqingzhou step by step.

Qin Mo’s footsteps are like stepping into his heart. Liu Qingzhou’s heart is full of fear. He knows that today must not be good. His eyes are not red, he bite on the tip of his tongue, and then squirts in the air. A blood, running **** techniques.

The **** technique is the secret of the cloud hidden faction. It is a technique of teleportation. When a disciple encounters dangerous use, he can instantly transfer to his blood relatives, but the cost is great, not only repaired Lost, it is difficult to make progress in future cultivation.

However, Liu Qingzhou has not considered a lot at this moment. After all, it is important to keep alive. Seeing the **** fog wrapped around this layer of the body, Liu Qingzhou’s face is stunned. He said to Qin Mo, “You are waiting, I will definitely Tell all the righteous monks that you are a magician. When you are, you will wait for everyone to encircle!"

Looking at Liu Qingzhou disappeared in front of his own eyes, Qin ink did not show a worried expression on his face. Instead, his mouth was slightly raised, and he evoked a smug smile. He said to himself: "That kid is trouble, let go of one!"

The voice just fell, the original place has no trace of Qin ink, replaced by the black shadow that once appeared in the side of Lin Zikai, the shadow shook a little, it disappeared here.

The breeze blew, leaving only two dry corpses in place.

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