Start: Forced by the family to become a magician

"This guy's strength is probably only the top three guys on the corpse list can compete with him."

Looking at the figure swallowed by vitality, Yi Shui'er's pretty face turned slightly cold.

She didn't expect this mysterious man to be so powerful that she had to use the life-saving jade talisman left by her master.

The attack of the jade talisman was equivalent to a full-strength strike at the fourth level of the Primordial Realm. I never thought that it would be used on a monk in the Primordial Spiritual Realm today.

It's simply a waste of money.

The more Yi Shui'er thought about it, the more angry she became, she turned her head to look at Zhou Xie who was seriously injured and unconscious.

If it wasn't for saving him, how could I have lost such a big loss, my life corpse was abolished, and I even used my life-saving hole card.

No, it must be retrieved from him. Thinking of this, Yi Shui'er walked towards Zhou Xie with a pretty face.

"Cough cough..."

A slightly weak cough sounded from behind Yi Shui'er.

Yi Shui'er suddenly tensed up and turned her head suddenly.

A dark red figure appeared in the thick smoke and dust.

"You... how can you still be alive!"

Yi Shui'er turned pale with shock.

It was a full-strength blow from the fourth level of the Yuan Zhejing just now, even the freak who was number one on the corpse list could not have received that terrifying blow.

Who the hell is this guy!

How could he be so monstrous!

"boom."

A dilapidated corpse fell heavily to the ground.

"This...this is..."

Yi Shui'er looked at the corpse on the ground in horror.

Fang Mo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Yi Shui'er with gloomy eyes.

If he hadn't reacted quickly enough to use Zhou Xie's corpse to resist most of the attacks just now, he might have died.

Even so, he was still seriously injured, but luckily he still had a blood pill left.

The identity of this woman does not seem to be simple, the jade talisman contains the imprint of a cultivator in the Primordial Realm, and the power of the explosion is even stronger than that given to him by Pei Kun last time.

Yi Shui'er only felt a red light flash in front of her eyes, and in the next second, a big hand was strangling her neck, and she couldn't move at all.

"I ask, you answer, or die."

Fang Mo's voice contained no trace of emotion.

At the same time, endless bloody killing aura emerged from his body.

The sea of ​​blood is monstrous, just like the real thing.

Yi Shui'er's face was pale, she had never seen such a terrifying scene before, she nodded in horror.

"What's your name, and what is your status in the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect?"

"I...my name is Yi Shui'er, and I am the direct disciple of Elder Zhenyue of the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect..."

Yi Shui'er said cautiously.

"Zhen Yue..."

A gleam flashed in Fang Mo's eyes.

Like Pei Kun, this Zhen Yue is also one of the ten elders of the Inner Sect, and is also in charge of the Artifact Refining Hall.

This Yi Shui'er is actually Zhen Yue's direct disciple...

Fang Mo looked at Yi Shui'er with thoughtful eyes.

Yi Shui'er blushed slightly, her eyes dodged, and Fang Mo's aggressive eyes made her a little ashamed.

She was brought into the sect by the master since she was a child, and she was accepted as a direct disciple and stayed by the master's side.Because of her terrifying cultivation talent, the sect's disciples all looked terrified when they saw her. They had never seen Fang Mo's eyes like this before.

"You...can you let me go, I promise not to reveal it."

Yi Shui'er's tone trembled slightly.

Fang Mo said lightly: "I can let you go, but..."

"Really! But what, you say!"

Yi Shui'er said excitedly with a small face.

"But you need to offer your soul fire and surrender to me."

The indifferent voice directly extinguished Yi Shui'er's excitement like ice water.

"you…"

Yi Shui'er's face turned earthy in an instant.

By offering the soul fire, I have completely surrendered to this mysterious person, even if he wants my body, I can't refuse...

"Master...sister, don't...don't promise him, he doesn't dare to do anything to you, you are the only disciple of Elder Zhen, Elder Zhen will definitely not let him go!"

Zhou Xie on the side woke up at this moment, and reminded Yi Shui'er anxiously.

"Noisy."

Before he finished speaking, a bloody tentacle pierced Zhou Xie's chest directly.

"Ah... senior sister..."

Zhou Xie looked at Yi Shui'er in pain, with a trace of regret in his eyes.

He shouldn't talk too much, Elder Zhen is Yi Shui'er's master, not his...

Ha ha.

I thought it was a life-saving straw, but I didn't expect it to be a clay bodhisattva...

With the continuous wriggling of that bloody tentacle, Zhou Xie soon became a mummy.

"Okay, now let's continue the topic just now."

Fang Mo looked indifferently at Yi Shui'er, who was full of fear.

"me…"

Yi Shui'er's voice trembled and her face was full of confusion.

"I don't have that much patience. I will give you three breaths, otherwise you will die with him."

Fang Mo's tone was indifferent.

"three."

Yi Shui'er looked at Zhou Xie's body in fear.

"two."

The fear of death enveloped Yi Shui'er, dripping with sweat.

"one."

"I am willing!"

Finally, Yi Shui'er couldn't stand the threat of death, and broke down and yelled.

"I am willing...I am willing to surrender..."

Yi Shui'er's face was pale, and she cupped her hands tremblingly, above which was a mass of black flames.

Fang Mo lightly put away the fire of the soul, and instantly there was a mysterious connection with Yi Shui'er in his mind.

"Owner."

Yi Shui'er lowered her head slightly in a respectful tone.

Fang Mo nodded slightly, and lifted her chin lightly with his hand. This action of his made Yi Shui'er's face flush slightly, making her a little shy.

"Remember, my name is Fang Mo, your master, and I am also an inner disciple of the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect."

"Well, Shui'er remembered."

Yi Shui'er replied softly, with a hint of surprise in her eyes, she didn't expect her master to be a disciple of the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect.

Fang Mo?

I have never heard this name before.

"Don't be surprised, you'll hear it soon." Fang Mo saw what Yi Shui'er was thinking.

"Well, do you have any orders, Master?"

Yi Shui'er blinked at Fang Mo with her beautiful eyes, looking very cute.

Fang Mo didn't speak, but gently rubbed his hands on Yi Shui'er's small face,

Soft and delicate, smooth as water.

Fang Mo suddenly found that he seemed to like this kind of touch...

Yi Shui'er's face was flushed, and she looked at Fang Mo with eyes like water. She felt that her body seemed a little hot...

"I don't need you to do anything for now, I will tell you when I need it."

Fang Mo withdrew his hand.

"By the way, does the sect know that you entered the secret realm this time?"

"Master, I came in secretly, even my master didn't know."

Yi Shui'er stuck out her tongue.

It was because it was too boring to stay in the sect all day, so she sneaked here to join in the fun after hearing that a secret realm had been opened.

"Well, then don't expose it, and return to the sect secretly after the secret realm is closed."

"Well, Shui'er understands."