Chapter 422 Empty Coffin

Lu Zhiyuan smiled, "You're right, I really want to return to the realm of self-cultivation, but I value the tasks given to me by the master more, she asked me to guard the world of martial arts, then I will guard, even if I experience life, old age, illness and death, I'll keep watching."

"Are you an idiot?" Fake Mo Wu sneered, "What's the point of guarding an increasingly declining martial arts world? Look at this group of people, they are all rubbish, obviously worse than rubbish, but Why are you still guarding such a person, such a martial arts world? Why don’t you and I join forces to find the remains of Emperor Tang, temper the jade relics, and return to the realm of cultivation, wouldn’t it be better? good?"

   "With me here, you can't touch a single hair of the descendants of the Tang family! Not even a corpse!"

  Lu Zhiyuan finished his words, and took the initiative to attack the fake Mo Wu. Both of them had no room to spare, their strong spiritual power overflowed, and they confronted each other in the air, stunned everyone below.

   "Oh my God, I thought the Taishang elders of the Medical Daomen were just a little bit bad at medical skills, but I didn't expect his kung fu to be so powerful. I'm afraid that even if Emperor Tang was alive, he wouldn't be able to compare, right?"

"I still think Emperor Tang is more powerful. After all, he is the grandson of Fifth Master Tang and Dan Shen. I heard that he also entered the realm of self-cultivation early in the past. Later, for some special reasons, he left the realm of self-cultivation and became a martial artist. The world stopped."

   "I heard that Emperor Tang traveled around in those years to find his long-lost lover. I don't know if it's true."

   A group of people seemed to have forgotten the danger and started chatting.

   On the side, Zuo Qiuran and Mo Yichen were staring at the top, seeing that Lu Zhiyuan was gradually falling into the inferior position, the two of them did not need to discuss, they jumped up together in a tacit understanding.

  Mo Yichen caught Lu Zhiyuan, who was knocked away, but Zuo Qiuran struggled to face the blow of fake Mo Wu.

   "Ranbao!"

  Mo Yichen raised his whole heart, put Lu Zhiyuan on the ground, and immediately turned around to help.

"do not come!"

   Zuo Qiu Ran glanced back at Mo Yichen, and after drinking to stop him, he jumped into the empty coffin.

  Fake Mo paused for a moment, his eyes showing surprise, and then he smiled, "So that's how it is."

   and then jumped in.

  The bottom plate of the coffin is just a mechanism. After jumping down, it turns out to be a unique place. This is a stone house with all kinds of daily necessities. It can be seen from many traces that someone has lived here for a long time.

   "Little girl, what's your purpose for bringing me here?" Fake Mo Wu looked at Zuo Qiu Ran, who seemed to be waiting for him on purpose, and kept guessing her purpose.

   At this moment, two people suddenly ran out from both sides.

   "Second miss, we have finished the arrangement according to your explanation." This person is Mo Yi who has disappeared for a long time.

As for the other person, Yan Yibin, who disappeared at the same time as Mo Yi, said, "We gave you all of our wealth and life. You have to protect us. I haven't married a daughter-in-law yet, and I haven't given birth to a son yet. not yet……"

   "Noisy." Zuo Qiuran frowned and glanced at Mo.

Mo Yi understood and immediately stepped forward, while Yan Yibin was not paying attention, he directly sealed his dumb hole, and said with a smile: "Hey, Yan Shao, I'm sorry, our second lady likes quietness, so I can only apologise to you first. ."

   Fake Mo Wu suddenly frowned, and finally realized that something was wrong here, because he couldn't use the spiritual power in his body.

   (end of this chapter)

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