817. The scum is always the scum 3
At this time, in the opposite direction.
Mo Yifeng sat cross-legged on the back of the bee and took the opportunity to quietly emerge from the Mo clan from the sky...
After a while, the sound of the flute stopped!
The soul hunter below seemed to have received some command.
He actually threw away the tent and other external objects and retreated lightly.
The two sat quietly on the iron-blooded bat and looked ahead. In the distance, there was a man covered by a black cloak hat, floating strangely in the sky. His face was invisible and people could feel the sharp gaze he had cast. His outfit was exactly the same as Su Qinghai he had seen before.
If it were ordinary people, they would definitely think of Su Qinghai.
However, there are some slight differences in the figure...
Qu Tan'er's eyes were cold and she stared at the man, "Su Jie?"
"..." The person in front did not respond.
The next moment, the dark shadow disappeared.
There is nothing in the air.
It was already dark, and Qu Tan'er and Mo Liancheng did not pursue it.
He lowered his head and looked at the many soul hunters retreating from afar. Originally, their purpose was to cover Mo Yifeng's departure, but now it has been achieved, there is no need to continue. Soon, the two retreated into the barrier and flew back to the city with the shadow guard.
The third team of shadow guards has been upgraded with the support of just now!
The admiring and excited gaze stared at the backs of the two from time to time.
For the first time in several months, they confronted the Soul Hunter and could come back without any damage, without any damage. At the same time, they burned the Soul Hunter's camp, forced them to retreat, and killed nearly a hundred of them!
It can be said to be a complete victory!
Although there is a little thrilling... that terrifying powerful aura is really something that ordinary people can emit. No wonder, the elders could not escape the poisonous hands of the soul hunter.
Qu Tan'er's face was solemn, and the cool night breeze blew up her black hair.
A little arrogant and clear.
Mo Liancheng's soft eyes remained on her little face, "Tan'er, are you very tired?"
“Not tired…”
"What are you thinking about?"
"City City, didn't you notice it?"
"Yes, I just feel... it's much weaker, it shouldn't be him."
"Well, the aura he emitted just now is very similar to that of the Demon Emperor. It's just that his strength is too far apart, not even one-tenth of the Demon Emperor. Chengcheng, is it a person who practices soul hunting skills that will have a similar aura to a certain extent?" In martial arts, people with the same sect and sect have the same routines and practice the same, and their aura will generally be somewhat similar.
If this is true, can we rule out the possibility that the Demon Emperor will not die?
"..." Mo Liancheng remained silent.
"City City, do you have any doubts?"
"Tan'er, have you ever thought that the Demon Emperor would not die?"
"I have this kind of suspicion, but I think it's unlikely. After all, I saw him dead with my own eyes."
"Well, I think so too. I'm afraid that things in the world are unpredictable."
"..." Qu Tan'er was slightly embarrassed.
If she was a little lost just now, she would pull her back because of Mo Liancheng's sigh. This sentence is really not like what he would say. Perhaps, it is not only her who grew up, including him.
Go back to the city and instruct some people to be on guard.
The two of them stepped into Muxiangju.
Mu Xiangju has always been a courtyard prepared for Mo Liancheng. Even at this critical moment, the courtyard was cleaned very cleanly and tidy.
Have some snacks and take a shower and relax.
Chapter completed!