The master of metaphysics became rich in the 80s!

Chapter 141
Qiao Yimo and Fu Moshen chose to refine some magic tools to deal with the demons in Qiao An's ward.

Zhou Nianci looked at them worriedly, "Can you do it?"

While fiddling with the magic weapon, Qiao Yimo replied, "Who knows, I haven't tried it."

She didn't know which route the demons took, but she seemed to be an ignorant rat, who didn't even dare to reveal her true face, so she could only use this kind of trick that didn't make it to the public.

Especially disgusting.

They are ready.

Qiao Yimo was inexplicably nervous, and looked at the confident Fu Moshen, "Shall we take a goose to explore the way?"

Zhou Nianci couldn't laugh or cry, "You are going up the mountain, not going down to the tomb."

Qiao Yimo forced a smile, "What if there is miasma or something? Didn't the driver tell you? There is also Gu."

Fu Mo stroked Qiao Yimo's hair deeply, comforting her, "Don't worry, we live in a new era!"

The resurrection of the dead in the new era?

Qiao Yimo smiled even harder, and put the magic weapon into the backpack, and carried it straight away.

Fu Moshen was also ready, took Qiao Yimo's hand, and said to Zhou Nianci, "We may be slow, and if there is a problem, we may contact you and Zhang Jin."

Zhou Nianci understood what he meant, "My idea is, if it doesn't work, then withdraw, don't force it."

It's not that they have to force it now.

It is the demons who are provoking.

This time, Fu Moshen rented a car and parked it at a safe place at the foot of the mountain.

In the event of an accident, if they could protect Su Su and Hu Hong's bodies, it would be faster to escape by car.

They even thought about the way out.

Qiao Yimo followed closely behind Fu Moshen, encountering some strange barriers from time to time.

Transparent and soft.

Grinding them cautiously, they will at best be squeezed out, but with brute force they will bounce back.

After being hit twice, Qiao Yimo rubbed his head, "Could it be a ball?"

Fu Moshen sneered, and blocked Qiao Yimo, "Okay, we don't need to pretend any more, just crash in." Qiao Yimo took out a sword from his backpack and handed it to Fu Moshen.

They have been refining the magic weapon for a very short time, and it is estimated that the quality is not good enough, so they can only win by quantity.

Qiao Yimo, who took a few steps back, saw Fu Moshen swung his long sword and slashed hard.

The whole space seemed to be split in half.

The transparent cover used for a thin layer of protective cover broke after several "boo" sounds.

Things like egg whites flowed down from the air and slowly piled up on the ground.

Qiao Yimo quickly covered her nose, "Wow, it stinks."

Fu Mo covered his mouth deeply, "It seems that the eggs have been spoiled."

Qiao Yimo gave Fu Moshen a slight nudge. She didn't want Fu Moshen to study the formation process of this thing before entering the mountain.Fu Moshen dropped the long sword that had been broken in two, held Qiao Yimo's hand tightly, and continued to walk forward.

Suddenly, the whole ground was lifted up and stood upright.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Qiao Yimo quickly threw out a big disk.

The moment the disc hit the ground, it became huge and covered the land back.

Fu Moshen moved forward calmly, stepping on the folded part of the ground with one foot, exerting all his strength.

In the blink of an eye, the entire lifted ground was trampled into ashes by Fu Moshen.

The ash was raised up to a height of half a meter, and was quickly pressed down by the big disc.

Fu Moshen put away the disc, and even blew the ashes on purpose, "This magical weapon is not bad, and it is still advisable to use the formation to deal with the demons."

He stuffed the disc into the backpack without any hassle, and continued to move forward with Qiao Yimo.

In general, it's been chopping along the way.

They have never been people who use force to solve problems, but the demons are simple and rude, and everything speaks for itself.It is impossible to be cautious in breaking the formation. In the end, you can only make bold moves and go all the way to the deep mountains.

"So handsome!" Qiao Yimo raised his big finger.

Fu Moshen threw away the abandoned magic weapon, looked coldly at the miasma in front of him, took the big goose that woke up slowly from his backpack, and threw it directly to the front.

The moment the goose landed on the ground, it began to scream, and died after three beeps.

Qiao Yimo looked shocked, "The demons are so powerful?"

"Maybe there are more powerful ones." Fu Mo said coldly, "The most important thing now is how to..." Before he could finish his sentence, he saw Qiao Yimo had already taken a step forward.

One step, another step.

Qiao Yimo looked back at Fu Moshen, "I'll just say, it must be like this, living things can't enter."

They cannot be considered alive.

Fu Moshen immediately understood the voice of Qiao Yimo's words, but there was an inexplicable and unexplainable anger in his heart, "We will go back to the underworld after we deal with this matter."

Qiao Yimo couldn't help laughing, "Fool, I am not the only one whose body is damaged, but also you, but it's all over!"

Fu Moshen nodded, "Yes, it's over!"

He also took steps and walked into the miasma.

The big goose fell to the ground and had already died, but they swaggered through the miasma, successfully passed one formation after another, and the last barrier, and entered the village.

Fu Mo said with deep emotion, "They have some skills."

Is this village the so-called Demon Village?

Rows of ordinary small rooms give them the first feeling that they are "poor".

Of course, it doesn't matter whether you are poor or poor, what matters is that someone came over.

"Hey, someone is here." The man who came over said.

Qiao Yimo stared blankly at the villager, and couldn't help looking up, down, left, and right, and then slowly showed a surprised expression, "Friend, where's your skin?"

This skinless man was red all over, as if he had just been peeled off.

Just a simple look, will feel pain for him.

The man smiled sinisterly, "I lost my skin, it really hurts."

Seeing that Fu Moshen was habitually protecting Qiao Yimo, he took a step forward, "Why don't you give me your skin."

This gaze was like a snake spitting out a letter, ready to pounce on Fu Moshen.

Fu Moshen sized him up, "Just because you want my skin? Dreaming."

Qiao Yimo also agreed, "Look at his appearance, even if he has skin, he is very ugly."

Such an ugly man doesn't deserve Fu Moshen's skin.

wrong!

Qiao Yimo shook his head, it's not important.

When she lost her mind, the skinless man suddenly rushed towards them.

Fu Moshen raised his leg and kicked the man. The moment the man flew up, he was punched in the nose again.

It must be painful without the skin, right?

Qiao Yimo watched the man rolling on the ground in pain, but jumped up again in a blink of an eye, but he didn't force himself to jump on them.

It seems to be memorable.

But there is one more person who has no eyesight.

A woman without eyes stumbled over, "I feel it, there are eyes, there are eyes." Qiao Yimo raised her eyebrows, "It turns out that not all the people in this village are skinless."

(End of this chapter)