Cute girl Shura

Chapter 256 Provocation
"Did you see that woman?" Mo Qinmo pointed at Luo Yiyi who was still busy caring for the flowers and plants.

Youshan nodded, she is not blind, how could she not see such a big person.

"You just sit here and keep staring at her. If someone comes to take her away, you will kill that person." Mo Que said bluntly, not even bothering to type the manuscript.

"..." Youshan seemed to be cheated. Could it be that the master wanted her to sit here all the time, and then watch the woman's every move?
"Master...I think..." Youshan turned her head, "Master?!"

Behind, nothing.

"Let's go, meow—" Li Li responded.

"..."

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When Mo Quemo left, the sky darkened like splashed ink.

Even so, it still couldn't stop his determination to find Du Yao.He had to tell her about the tragedy of the Elven Kingdom, otherwise, he would be ashamed of her.

On the other side, Mu Zishen, who was still stuck in the sacrificial garden, was trying to return to the kingdom of elves through jade over and over again.

Time flies by unknowingly, Xiao Xixi still hasn't come back, even the Pharmacopoeia, he can't sense its magnetic field.

Could it be that Xiao Xixi brought the Pharmacopoeia back to the Elven Kingdom?
He didn't know whether he should leave here now, or should continue to wait, or, should he go to Mu Zikan again and ask him to try the method of returning to the elf country.

Just when he was hesitating, the surroundings were suddenly overshadowed, and there were bursts of howling ghosts and wolves in the originally desolate and desolate sacrificial garden.

Walking along the periphery of the festival garden, lonely souls and wild ghosts are parading everywhere.

At this time, a ghost hand touched his shoulder from behind, almost effortlessly, he stretched out his hand and flipped, knocking the little ghost to the ground.

"Why are there so many ghosts here?" He didn't have any hostility to kill the kid, but squatted down and asked it.

The kid opened his green eyes, and finally saw the appearance of his "prey" clearly in the dark. Seeing that he was domineering, and his strength could not be overestimated, he shook his lips and confessed, "It's the god of death... the god of death called us The one who came to find Du Niang..."

"Reaper? Are you talking about Mo Qinmo, the god of death?"

Seeing the kid nodding his head, Mu Zishen made a rough guess.

These ghosts must have been released by Mo Qinmo to look for Yao'er's eyeliner. I'm afraid that Jiyuan is not the only place where they run rampant.

It's just that, since Mo Que took such a big effort to find Yao'er, something must have happened to her, or something happened to Yao'er!

"Where is he?" This time, his voice was impatient, and in order to force the kid to tell the truth, he drew out the crescent moon knife as a threat.

"Ah?! Crescent Moon Knife!" The kid was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe out, "The god of death is...in...in Weiyang City, he asked us to find Du Niang's whereabouts, and he used the fallen leaves as flutes to deliver the message."

Mu Zishen put away the Crescent Moon Saber, picked up a fallen leaf from the ground, and handed it to him, "Blow it."

"But...but I haven't found Du Niang's whereabouts yet."

Before Mu Zishen raised the Xianyue Saber again, the little ghost quickly took the blade in his hand and played it instead of the flute.

As soon as Ye Qu blew, all the ghosts dispersed, and Mo Qinmo's figure loomed immediately.

"But there's news about her?" He asked so hurriedly that he ignored Mu Zishen who was beside him.

The kid on the ground was trembling with fright, stretched out his pale fingers and pointed to Mu Zishen behind him, "It's...it's him..."

Mo Que finally frowned, then turned his head, "You're not dead?"

Unable to tell whether his tone was hopeful or excited, Mu Zishen just frowned slightly, "It seems that as long as this king is not dead, Lord Death God will not live in peace."

Seeing Mu Zishen's leisurely appearance, Mo Qin guessed at the end that he didn't know what happened in the Elven Kingdom, so he asked, "Where have you been these few days?"

"..."

"You didn't go back to the elf kingdom, did you?" Mo Quinmo asked without waiting for Mu Zishen to answer.

Mu Zishen frowned, he came to Mo Quinmo to ask him about Yao'er, why he kept asking him all the time.

"I haven't replied." Even so, he still answered Mo Qinmo's question.

Mo Que breathed a sigh of relief, then sent the kid on the ground away, and continued, "That's good..."

"Why are you looking for Yao'er?"

Mo Momo was just hesitating whether to tell him about the Elf Kingdom, but when he heard his rhetorical question, he faltered: "I'm looking for her... since... naturally, I have something important to do, and the god of death wants to ask her Confession."

Speaking of this, Mu Zishen remembered what happened between him and Yao'er last night.

He looked at Mo Qinmo, with anger welling up in his eyes.

"If you're fine, go back to the Elven Kingdom." Mo Quin held back for a while, and finally reminded him tactfully.

Mu Zishen clenched his palms tightly, and said in a tone of restrained anger, "You wish this king could go back to the kingdom of elves so that you and Yao'er can get along alone?"

"Ha...haha!" Mo Que laughed dryly, he was really kind enough to be treated like a donkey, "Yes, yes, yes! I just want to send you away and spend time with Yao'er alone. To be honest, tonight, Yao She even took the initiative to kiss me, why, what can you do to me?"

Yao'er took the initiative to kiss Mo Momo?

Mu Zishen's heart was in pain, was he going to miss it, or did Yao'er's heart deviate from the track and was approaching Mo Qinmo?
"Here, this is for you. I can tell that Yao'er really gave up on you this time! Otherwise, why would she leave this tear as a souvenir for you?" The jade formed by Du Yao's tears was thrown out.

Mu Zishen took it over, his eyes dazed for a moment.

Tears...she shed tears, but not in front of him...

"Mu Zishen, I'm the god of death, you can't do anything to me! Just be prepared to go around the Weiyang Palace ten times!" Seeing him feeling a little lost, Mo Qin finally teased him, wanting to calm down. An atmosphere of silence.

"You really think that this king can't do anything to you?"

As soon as the words fell, a wave of palms approached Mo Qinmo.

At the end of Mo Que's mouth, he mentioned that this is really an opportunity to relieve his hatred, Mu Zishen, you asked for it yourself, the god of death will not tell you the tragedy that the elf kingdom has been destroyed!
Two figures, one black and one white, shuttled back and forth in the dark night, with equal strength...

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Child
Right above Weiyang City, there is a woman in a black robe, Du Yao, floating.

The cold evening wind blows her hair, flying in the air, just like dancing.

It's time, at this time, take advantage of the strong hostility of the earth to stir up all the souls here, as long as the shaman's soul appears, she can accept him!
And other souls will end this life and go to the underworld for reincarnation.

She has no choice, tomorrow will be the night of the full moon, not to mention the dangers for the baby egg in his hands, I am afraid that he will use this time to absorb more souls and become stronger.

(End of this chapter)