On the contrary, Feng Wannian and Master Ji looked a little anxious.

In particular, Master Ji claimed that he had a heavy drink at Li Mo's house that day and had a big dream, with a sea of ​​blood filling the sky, which was extremely ominous.

Li Mo sneered at this kind of feudal superstition.

Two days passed quickly.

That night, Li Mo came to Tanshan alone.

Tanshan Mountain is not high, located five hundred miles east of the capital, and half a day's journey from the Mingju capital in the eastern suburbs.

There is nothing special about this mountain. It is famous all over the world because the founder of the Tianshi Mansion went to the altar here to conquer demons and demons.

"Tomorrow is the day of battle..."

Li Mo stood on the top of the mountain, feeling the power of Tanshan Mountain. Although it was majestic, he didn't have much insight.

After all, this is the home court of Tianshi Mansion, and he is not a disciple of Tianshi Mansion.

"I knew that such excitement would be indispensable without you."

The long wind blows thousands of miles and is illuminated by the bright moon. Where to start?

Li Mo didn't even look back and spoke loudly, then he saw a graceful figure walking out of the grass in the distance.

"Yu Lingwei!"

"You are such a thief. I hid it so well and you discovered it." Yu Lingwei complained a little.

"You hide your breath well, but you don't hide the powdery smell."

Li Mo looked at the beautiful lady walking under the moonlight and smiled softly: "What kind of powder are you using? It's very special. I haven't smelled it before."

"Never smelled it? It seems you are very knowledgeable about girls' stuff."

Yu Ling looked at Li Mo slightly suspiciously.

When Li Mo heard this, he couldn't help but laugh: "I can only say that your fragrance is so special, different and unique."

Yu Ling's beautiful eyes were gleaming, although she didn't show any joy, she was quite pleased with it.

"Our makeup is not available outside. If you want it, I can give you some."

"Why are you giving it to me? I'm an old man and don't need it." Li Mo shook his head.

"What an idiot. You can use it yourself or give it to the girl you like." Yu Lingwei stared at Li Mo without blinking.

"I didn't." Li Mo blurted out.

Yu Ling was startled for a moment, then turned around and looked at the undulating Tanshan Mountain in the hazy night.

"I asked Jiang Xiaobai to tell my fortune before I came."

"Um!?"

When Li Mo heard this, his expression became extremely weird, and he couldn't help but cursed: "This damn bastard."

Last time about the North Pole Tower incident, Yu Lingwei also asked Jiang Xiaobai to tell a divination. The divination was that if you enter this tower, you will die for the rest of your life.

As a result, Li Mo entered the North Pole Tower and Feng Wannian survived, but the Black Nether Sword Demon died, looking like a crow's mouth.

"He will never think of it again in this life." Li Mo spat.

He knew that Jiang Xiaobai was grounded by his family elders and might not be able to get out in a short time.

"He said..."

"Wait a minute...don't say anything, I don't want to hear it."

Li Mo quickly waved his hand. He didn't know what Jiang Xiaobai said, but he definitely couldn't spit out any ivory.

"I never thought someone like you could be afraid of life."

Yu Ling looked at Li Mo's reaction and chuckled.

"Wrong...he thinks it's luck, not fate. Besides..."

Li Mo shook his head and said calmly: "I have never believed in this banning nonsense."

"Feudal dross!?"

Yu Ling was stunned for a moment, feeling strange and strange about such words.

Li Mo smiled and did not explain. This was a good habit brought from his previous life. I sneered at feudal superstition. I couldn't afford to kneel in front of the God of Wealth.

If the left eye jumps, it is destiny; if the right eye jumps, it is the remnants of feudalism.

In this case, he didn't want to listen to Jiang Xiaobai's lies.

"There are a lot of people paying attention to tomorrow's fight. Don't you want to know your destiny in advance?"

"Fighting depends on strength, not luck."

Li Mo changed the topic and suddenly asked: "Are there many people paying attention to it?"

"Didn't you notice that there is a little lion that has been secretly staring at you?" Yu Ling said with a mysterious smile.

"The lion eats the white!?"

Li Mo's heart moved slightly. This great demon of the nine-headed spirit lion lineage, like Jie Pipa and Xia Chanming, both came from the Guixu Demon Market, and his status was not low.

However, after several trainings by Li Mo, he has almost developed into his own person.

Li Mo even planned to find an opportunity to take photos of him.

Since Li Mo returned to the capital, Shi Shibai has also followed him. He is hiding in the dark. Li Mo also knows that now he is slightly exposed by the fish spirit, and he can't help but smile.

"Do you want to eat both of this lion's heads?"

Li Mo sneered in his heart and said immediately: "That's the little thing from Guixu."

"So you know." Yu Ling said lightly: "Gui Xu is also targeting me, which is not a good thing."

"You'd better be careful."

"What are you afraid of? Lingwei, you may have forgotten what I do..."

Li Mo laughed loudly and said: "I was born in Hongmen... Hongmen specializes in Guixu."

"What's more, this is the capital city, under the emperor's feet, how dare they act so arrogantly!?"

"That's impossible to say..."

Yu Ling shook his head slightly and said with deep meaning: "Twenty years ago, when a fire hit the capital, those monsters made a big fuss..."

"Since you were born in Hongmen, you should know."

Li Mo raised his eyebrows but said nothing.

The previous Lord of Demonic Time was captured by Hongmen at that time and suppressed in prison until today.

"Those monsters not only have the courage to cause trouble, but also have the strength to cause trouble." Yu Ling said softly.

"Strength? As far as I know, the leaders of the four Guixu tribes are all powerful men at the level of true kings."

Although the powerful True King is terrifying, Xuantian Pavilion possesses the [Xuantian Seven Jue], and those are all beings who have harvested the Dao Fruit.

"Don't forget, there are ten divine weapons in Guixu, and they are all comparable to enlightened beings..."

Yu Lingwei reminded: "What's more, you have forgotten someone."

"You mean..."

"The Lord of Guixu, Wan Zongliu!"

"All the magic arts in the world belong to the sect... It is said that that man is a terrifying existence who has integrated all the magic arts in the world... Throughout the ages, there is no magic technique that he can't master in any sect..."

At this point, Yu Lingwei's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly. When this legendary figure was mentioned, even she seemed to feel great pressure.

"All magic techniques in the world belong to the sect? Are there still such people in this world!?"

Li Mo's expression changed slightly. This was the first time he heard the name of the Lord of Return to Ruins.

"Yes, there are absolutely no lies..."
Chapter completed!