Murdering Heaven Edge

After some turmoil, the three major families of Jinxiu City gradually stabilized, and all of them began to slowly but full of virtuous recovery.

Wu Hui has always lived in Lujia, and occasionally came over and talked with Chu Mo.

Chu Mo’s chess is not very good, and he is often killed without a piece of film. However, he learned very quickly. From the very beginning, Wu Hui needed to give up the child. Until now, in the case of not letting the child, the two sides can occasionally kill evenly.

"Tianmingdaoyou, you are a chessboard... It’s too sharp, it’s a good thing to open a big match, but sometimes you need to turn around and use some means." Wu Hui said to Chu Mo with a smile.

For this magical young man, Wu Hui has always maintained respect. In fact, this is a very rare thing for people like Wu Hui.

After all, Chu Mo is stronger, but it is only a monk in the Golden Age.

Wu Hui, however, is already a monk in the Yuan Ying period, and is the deputy lord of the Lingshui Temple. His status is almost more than a little bit higher than Chu Mo in the eyes of almost everyone.

However, Wu Hui did it very naturally, and people had the feeling of being like a spring breeze.

Chu Mo is also willing to interact with such people. He smiled and said: "When the seniors of Wu said that chess is like life, there will always be times when it is difficult to understand. It is indeed necessary to use some means."

"Haha, it’s a very happy thing to talk to Tianming Daoyou." Wu Hui smiled and suddenly said to Chu Mo: "Is there any interest in Tianmingdao friends to come to Lingshui Temple?"

"Well?" Chu Mo slightly glimpsed, I can't think of so many days, Wu Hui would like to make such an invitation to him. Did he live here for so long, and the ultimate goal... turned out to be himself?

Chu Moxin secretly shook his head and felt that it was unlikely.

Even if the strength of the battle is strong, but after all, it is only a monk in the Golden Age. It is also a coincidence that it can kill the kind of meta-intelligence of the changeable Taoist people, not their true strength.

He believes that Wu Hui also definitely understands this. Therefore, Chu Mo does not feel that his own strength can impress Wu Hui, a big man with a very high status.

However, it turns out. He is wrong.

Impressing Wu Hui, it is really the strength of Chu Mo!

Chu Mo has a bit of a bad idea. He thinks that he killed a hundred people. It is not based on real strength. But in the eyes of Wu Hui, these people... in fact, that is his true strength!

It is a kind of skill to be able to recognize the disguise of a changeable person four times in a row.

In the end, with the pressure of Yuan Ying's power, a sword pierced the heart of a changeable Taoist man. What a hegemony?

Then another sword smashed the metamorphosis of the Taoist. How powerful is this?

If these can't be called strength... What is strength?

Therefore, from that day on, Wu Hui is already quite eye-catching to Chu Mo!

He even has a feeling that if he can dig this person back to the Lingshui Temple, he even has the chance to become the master of the Lingshui Temple! Then lead the Lingshui Temple and hit a higher level!

People are ambitious.

Wu Hui is no exception.

Otherwise, just rely on Lu Tianyue, and why did you leave this Yuan Ying power?

Is it charcoal in the snow? That depends on who it is.

"Wu seniors are serious?" Chu Mo put down the pieces in his hands. Looking at Wu Hui, who nodded seriously, smiled and said: "You will not know what I am doing now?"

"Which aspect? The enemy?" Wu Hui faintly glanced at Chu Mo: "The blood sorcerer... is indeed a huge threat, but the Lingshui Temple is not even responsible for this." Hui said: "Lingshui Temple...not a smart mountain!"

Chu Mo suddenly understands that the so-called three spirits are in fact just the same thing.

Mutual watch is true, but between them, there is no such brotherly love for the ancestors.

"The blood-blood education is on the one hand, and Zhu Hong. This person, I will kill." Chu Mo took a look at Wu Hui, and then smiled gently: "And I ... did not intend to join any martial art!"

Wu Hui’s eyes groaned and suddenly smiled: “It’s also. Tianming’s friends, such a stunning young man, must be thinking about their own opening ceremony!”

Said, and said: "In fact, I should also think of it. Recently, the entire three families of Jinxiu City have almost treated Tianmingdaoyou as the city owner of this splendid city." Hui smiled and shook his head: "It seems that my Lingshui Temple... there is no such blessing."

Chu Mo smiled at this time: "Tianming can not join the Lingshui Temple, but ... it is that Wu predecessors are very good!"

Some words, needless to say, too much, just point to the end.

Wu Hui really understood it. The face suddenly showed a happy smile, and then opened the topic: "Right, I heard that the talented apprentice of Tianmingdaoyou is going to be married soon?"

"Yes, the eighth day of next month." Chu Mo nodded.

"August 8th, good days!" Wu Hui smiled and said: "At that time, I will go to a glass of wine!"

"Ha ha ha, Wu predecessor is too polite, you have to go, must be a guest!" Chu Mo also laughed.

Subsequently, Wu Hui left to leave.

The smile on Chu’s face gradually converges and sighs softly.

Where there are people, there will be rivers and lakes, and there are various disputes in places where there are rivers and lakes.

Once you set foot on this road, many things are involuntarily.

For example, Wu Hui who just left.

Chu Mo never thought about dealing with the sects of the spiritual world too much. He wanted to build a force, but he only wanted to develop his own power. And for the spiritual world, he can only be a passer.

After solving the rainy thing, he will use the fastest time to rush into the fairy world.

Because in the fairy world, there are people and things he cares about waiting for him.

But it is not so easy to develop an amazing martial art out of thin air without stunned any forces. The resistance of all sides will certainly not be less.

So, the friend who made the deal... still have to pay!

The enemy of the kill... also has to kill!

Chu Mo used the feng shui magical power before, and deduced it. In the past few days, there will be a storm in the splendid city.

Counting the days, the Gorefiend teaches... should it react?

He does not believe that the changeable Taoist has no soul lamp, and does not believe that the four masters... The four ancestors of the blood-gray religion, after eating such a big loss, will not care at all.

The vengeance of the murderer, the innate little spirit, the huge resources of the Splendid City... are all reasons why the Gorefiend will not let go here.

What's more, one of the five ancestors of the Gorefiend is still dead here.

The coming, will always come.

Chu Mo did not think about hiding, but did not think about retreating.

In the past two months, his realm has moved from the middle of Jindan to the late Jindan.

The five elements of the Taoist base, the body of the ancestral world, he is the most horrible genius monk in this world!

none of them. (To be continued.)