undead warrior

Chapter 262

The dragon blood is indeed tyrannical!
Mo Wentian sighed in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. Instead, he said with a cold face on purpose, "It's not a serious problem, but you swallowed more than 40 Yaolongzhu all at once, and you didn't discuss it with me, you are too courageous." Bigger!"

"I know I'm wrong!" Yun'er shook Mo Wentian's arm coquettishly, deliberately changed the topic, and said flauntingly, "Brother, let me show you my battle spirit!"

"Boom!"

As soon as the words fell, a metallic voice sounded, and a dragon-shaped creature about ten feet flying appeared behind Yun'er. Not only that, there were also many beads floating around the golden dragon, which looked exactly like the demon dragon beads.

Mo Wentian was dumbfounded, he slapped his forehead with his hand, and almost wailed, "Sister, why did you get a golden dragon to be your battle spirit!"

That's right, Yun'er just got a golden dragon representing the Ninth Five-Year Supreme as the fighting spirit, and also ingeniously made nine dragon balls to guard it.

Yun'er said weakly, "I don't know what a real dragon looks like. I saw a golden dragon on the dragon robe of that stinky prince, so I followed suit!"

Mo Wentian slapped his forehead again, no wonder the golden dragon battle spirit looks like a minor with four claws instead of five claws, it turned out to be the reason.

The matter has become a foregone conclusion, Mo Wentian can't say anything more, besides, the golden dragon battle spirit looks very bluffing, the only problem is that people think it is fabricated, even if you find other dragons. The cubs of living things, don't even think about cultivating and evolving successfully.

"Brother, do you still have the Dragon Ball? I feel like I can absorb it!"

Yun'er looked over innocently again, Mo Wentian rolled her eyes, she gave all the Demon Dragon Balls she got last time at the Tomb of the Witch God, and there were some Dragon Balls left, took out one and threw it to her.

Ignoring her joyful start to absorb, now Yun'er's meridians are strong enough to support, but wondering where to get dragon cubs or dragon eggs.

Jiaolong live in places with water, away from noisy places, mostly in the deep mountains or in the sea.

Nautical mile?

Mo Wentian suddenly thought of something, and a smile filled the corner of his mouth. He didn't know where there were dragons in the deep mountains and rivers, but he knew who had a dragon. It seemed that the dragon belonged to a mother!
The owner of the flood dragon is also a mother!

I also added in my heart that he was eyeing the spotted poisonous dragon of Haiweier, the second successor of the Shui clan. Even if the spotted poisonous dragon had never laid eggs, he should at least know the news about other dragons in the sea. , don't blame yourself for stealing love.

The night passed with the sound of fighting, but the next morning, it started with a burst of laughter.

"Wahhaha, the prince laughed so hard, Mo Wentian, take a quick look..."

Early in the morning, while Prince Caixia was laughing wildly, he stretched out his hand to pat the cabin door where Mo Wentian was, his tone was out of tune.

Mo Wentian had no choice but to get up and get dressed, and opened the door with a cold face, "Are you full this morning?"

Prince Caixia didn't care about his sarcastic remarks at all, took his arm and walked out, and pointed to the direction of the Wu Clan's royal city on the deck.

"I thought that Xiaowu was so arrogant and tyrannical. The army and the enemy died together, and the prince laughed to death!"

Gloating in his words, Mo Wentian looked towards the royal city of the Wu Clan, and under the early morning sunlight, a terrifying scene appeared.

I saw that in the city built on the mountain, most of the buildings had collapsed, densely packed with broken corpses, and few activities could be seen.

Xiaosan and Xiaowu are still alive. They stand on the top of the tallest building in Wangcheng. Their hair is messy, their faces are covered with stains, their clothes are torn, and they look miserable.

"Laugh! Those zombie and skeleton troops are cannon fodder to them. They can have as many as they want. I thought it was Xiao Wu who died!"

After he finished speaking, he stretched and walked back, wanting to go back to sleep, Prince Caixia's smile froze, realizing that he had forgotten what Mo Wentian said, that the Mingzu army was no different from his flesh-and-blood subordinates. Same, as long as you want, you can have as much as you want!
The smile disappears, and the face turns bitter. If the ghost mother and the five little ghosts are not dead, they will always be a huge threat to the empire.

Seeing that Mo Wentian was about to enter the cabin, Prince Caixia took his arm again and pointed to the northwest sky.

"You again..."

Mo Wentian was just about to make some sarcasm, but he saw a huge skeleton ship flying towards him. This ship was bigger than all the warhorses he had ever seen, and it looked much more terrifying than Leng Baimei's Black Skull. , the skeletons that make up the hull will move, making people creepy.

"It should be the Ghost Mother, what does she look like, isn't she pretty?" Prince Caixia became gossipy.

Mo Wentian gritted his back teeth and spat out a sentence, "She is very beautiful, you can marry her if you are capable."

"If it's possible, that's a beautiful thing!"

It was like a pair of friends joking. Prince Caixia teased him. He had already regarded Mo Wentian as a friend from the bottom of his heart, and he was the only one who was qualified to be his friend.

Mo Wentian suddenly smiled, a bit sinister, "You said that, I'll go and propose marriage to the ghost mother for you."

Prince Caixia is stupid, as ugly as his face is, if Mo Wentian really tells the ghost mother, he will definitely be bombarded and turned into scum!

He said nervously, "Don't scare me, just watch me die?"

Mo Wentian's expression became playful, and words came out of his mouth one by one, "Trust me, I will definitely bear it!"

When he said this, Prince Caixia became calm, and the expression on his face became condescending again. He was just joking. Mo Wentian looked at the giant skeleton ship again, watching it pick up Xiaosan, Xiaowu and the few remaining Ming. family.

"Start the boat, follow!" Mo Wentian ordered loudly.

"Don't open!"

Prince Caixia stopped him loudly, but this was Mo Wentian's warhorse, he just listened to him and started immediately.

"I'll arrange for troops to clean up the battlefield, take care!"

Prince Caixia ran away very disrespectfully, and was taken to his battleship by the Iron Blood Guards of Yufengjing.

In fact, Mo Wentian didn't want to get involved at first, so he might as well help Yun'er find the dragon cubs, but he realized that a more intense battle was coming, and he might leave regrets if he didn't witness it with his own eyes. Decided to take a risk and follow.

Followed along the way for most of the day, looking at the direction to refine Wu Yuan, but the giant skeleton ship stopped suddenly, Mo Wentian had no choice but to order his three battleships to stop as well, but unexpectedly, the giant skeleton ship flew back backwards.

What do you mean?
Mo Wentian was determined to turn around and run away, watching the giant skeleton ship approaching his battleship, and the little three on the opposite deck bouncing around and beckoning to him.

"Mother, please, come quickly!"

Hearing her shout, Mo Wentian's eyes lit up. Unexpectedly, the ghost mother finally agreed to see him, and jumped over without hesitation.

"Snapped!"

He fell heavily on the deck made of skeletons and skeletons, and even crushed a skull, and immediately stretched out many arm bones around it to grab it.

"go back!"

Xiao San let out a cold shout, and these arm bones continued to lie on the deck, that is to say, Mo Wentian's audacity, most people would have been frightened to death.

Follow Xiaosan into the cabin which is also full of bones, and finally see the ghost mother.At this time, the ghost mother is sitting on a throne made of giant animal skulls, still wearing a white dress, but wearing a skull mask!

We met, we met, but we still couldn't see the appearance, Mo Wentian looked around, saw a chair made of white bones, and immediately sat on it.

"Why are you following me?" Ghost Mother asked coldly.

Mo Wentian said as a matter of course, "Go and cheer for you! I saw that the Witch King is also dead. There must be ghosts in the Void Realm in the Witch Refining Abyss. You have to be careful."

"It's not that I'm going to fight, I just want to meet other poor people. You want a virtual soul, right?" Ghost Mother pointed to the point.

"I want it, but I don't want you to take risks. I will naturally get it when I have enough strength."

Facing his confession, the ghost mother shook her head, "When you have enough strength, I'm afraid I'm going to die of old age! Don't worry, if there is a virtual soul without sanity, I will get it for you. As you said, this It may be dangerous to go there, but in case of a conflict, I can't protect you. Go back, there is nothing to see."

What the ghost mother said was also true, and it was rare for her to make a harmless joke. Mo Wentian was stunned. At this moment, Xiao Wu walked over like a good baby, and said to Mo Wentian with a raised face.

"Uncle, listen to what mother says."

He turned his back to the ghost mother, with a fierce look in his eyes, not allowing anyone to disobey his mother's words, warning Mo Wentian.

Mo Wentian wasn't afraid of him at this moment, he stretched out his hand to touch his head, "You child, you know how to be naughty!"

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand and pinched his face again, still hard, almost pinched off a piece of meat, Xiao Wu was going crazy, wishing he could eat Mo Wentian alive, but he still had to pretend to be a good baby and ran back to the ghost next to his mother, glaring at Mo Wentian viciously.

At this time, the ghost mother said softly, "Be obedient, the danger is unknown there, go back."

Seeing that the Ghost Mother was persuading her again, Mo Wentian could only nod his head and stood up, and said with concern, "Then you should also be careful, don't force anything."

After speaking, he turned and walked out, Xiao Wu wanted to follow, but was stared at by the ghost mother, and honestly dared not move.

Back in Zhanmeng, she immediately ordered to return to Tianya City. Yun'er originally wanted to ask, but she didn't mention it when she saw that his face was not good.

Zhanmen returned in the direction of Tianya City. On the way, he saw that the Caifeng Imperial Army was also retreating. This vast plateau area will become a forbidden place for life in the future.

With the end of the Wu Clan, the Caifeng Empire lost a confidant, but there was an additional threat from the Ming Clan, who might enter the country one day when he was in a bad mood, which made Prince Caixia feel heavy.The only advantage is that there is no need to defend the north, because the long border can't be defended, so some old and weak soldiers are left to defend the border, and the main force is transferred to the southern border facing the Lingxiao Empire.

Mo Wentian on the battlefield couldn't help but feel a little proud. Now that he has the ability to influence the rise and fall of an empire, his next main focus is to pick up the Lingxiao Empire.

Back in Tianya City, there was a warm welcome. Officials of the Caifeng Empire, big and small, greeted them together. The people were even more crowded, and the cheers and shouts resounded through the sky.

(End of this chapter)