Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

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Mo Qiu turned into a ray of yin wind and wandered among the many courtyards and palaces of King Lu's Mansion, and after a while, he came to the nearby viewing garden where there was a lot of singing and dancing.

Compared with the yang world, the underworld is lifeless.

Gorgeous clothes and colorful flowers hardly exist here.

now.

In the garden, many dancers dressed in colorful clothes, twisted their beautiful bodies, sang beautiful music, and jumped back and forth among the flowers.

Like a fairy, like a fairy, beautiful.

In response to the ghosts, they fell, sat down, leaned on their backs, or lay on their backs on soft, bluestone, or slammed beds, all of them with drunken eyes and loud applause.

The jade house where Emperor Ku is located is about several feet long and six meters wide, enough for dozens of people to roll on it.

The unknown animal skin is smooth as water, spread on it, and there are several charming maids on the left and right sides holding giant fans, sheltering from the wind and rain.

When you open your mouth, you will find Qiongjiu and Zhenguo in your stomach.

With a wave of the sleeves, incense and elixir are presented.

His body was leaning against the soft cushion, his eyes were blurred, his face was red, he looked at the beautiful scenery in the field and smiled fascinatedly, indulging in his eyes.

He didn't even notice that Mo Qiu appeared on the side.

"My lord?"

Seeing this scene, Mo Qiu couldn't help frowning:

"How is this going?"

In his impression, Di Ku has always been a ghost with great ambitions in his chest and a deep sense of city government.

His demeanor was always extremely restrained.

It has never been so wanton and decadent today.

"Well……"

Di Ku was full of alcohol and his eyes were blurred. He stared at Mo Qiu blankly for a moment before he laughed out loud:

"It turned out to be Daozhu Mo, alright... I haven't seen you for a long time!"

He stood up with difficulty, hiccups, and waved his sleeves:

"Quickly take a seat."

"I have fine wine, ghosts, fairy music, and wonderful dances here. I have everything. Even in the Yang world, I'm afraid I won't see it often."

"Humph!"

Mo Qiu hummed softly and spoke slowly:

"Before Kumo came, Taizhen asked you specifically, if she saw you like this, what would she think in her heart?"

"Too true..."

Di Ku was stunned for a moment, the drunkenness in his eyes slowly dissipated, and a sense of melancholy emerged.

He snorted softly and looked up decadently:

"Unexpectedly, Tai Zhen would still ask me."

"Yeah." Mo Qiu put his hands on his back and said coldly:

"I originally thought that if I didn't see her for a few years after I brought her back, my previous thoughts would be broken, but now it seems that this is not the case."

"It's an honor." Di Ku straightened up, restrained his decadence, and looked at it again:

"I haven't seen it for several years, and it seems that there has been a change in Mo Daozhu, really..."

"Being ashamed of yourself."

He shook his head slightly, a look of surprise in his eyes.

The cultivation progress of the person in front of him is simply unbelievable. It seems that it has not been many years since Jindan, and he did not inherit the clothes and silk of his predecessors like himself.

Mo Qiu was silent.

In the past three years, he has indeed gained a lot.

Taiyizong's six palaces and two peaks, each vein has top inheritance, secret methods, and many masters, and he naturally benefits a lot from contact.

Although the cultivation base has not broken through, the strength has increased a lot.

heritage.

Even more firmly.

Of course, this opportunity is only one time.

It is also thanks to the accumulation of tens of thousands of years in the Taiyi Sect that this can be done.

He spoke calmly:

"what happened?"

"Hmm..." Di Ku pondered and said:

"The king of the ancestral temple is here. His cultivation is so unfathomable that he can resist King Zhao. This king is relieved, and all matters in the king's territory are handed over to the master of the palace, so he can be alone."

He said it casually, but there was loneliness in his eyes, and even unwillingness.

If it weren't for helplessness, how could he hand over the power in his hand, but let other ghosts have the final say in his own territory?

"Palace Master Wang?" Mo Qiu groaned, and when he was about to say something, his expression suddenly changed, and he turned his head to look into the distance.

There, a terrifying aura slowly rose and was approaching.

The strength of this breath gave him the feeling that it was no less than the eleventh-order dragon clan at Buried Dragon Heaven, and it was even more mysterious.

but……

Shouldn't this kind of breath that is in harmony with heaven and earth appear on Di Ku?

After all, King Lu's mansion is thousands of miles away, and it has long been the private domain of King Lu, and other ghosts should not be able to control this world.

"Ha ha……"

Before the ghost arrives, the sound arrives first.

A golden light shone in all directions, and then a ghost figure wrapped in golden light appeared in the air, stepping closer to the sky:

"I said, why are ghosts and crows screaming in my ears today, it turns out that it is Dao Master Mo of Quanzhen Dao, which is really gratifying!"

"Palace Lord?"

Mo Qiu's eyes flashed, and he bowed to salute:

"I've heard the name of the master of the ancestral temple for a long time, and I am very fortunate to see it today."

"It's easy to talk, easy to talk about." Wang Huang lowered his body and looked at it with his eyes:

"Wang has often heard the name of Daozhu Mo in recent years. It is better to meet him if he is famous. Daozhu Mo is really well-deserved."

"Yangshi Yuanying..."

"Rare!"

"It's really rare!"

His eyes flashed, his eyes were filled with joy, and there seemed to be another kind of...

greedy!

Mo Qiu squinted his eyes, subconsciously warning signs in his heart.

For the ghosts in the underworld, the yang energy of the living people in the Yang world is a great supplement, and the Yuan Ying is comparable to the ultimate treasure in the underworld.

Of course.

It is almost impossible to capture a real Yuan Ying person alive.

Wang Huang put his hands on his back and said, "I heard that Daozhu Mo and the prince are friends? The prince can have today, thanks to the help of the Daoist."

"Don't dare." Mo Qiu's expression remained unchanged:

"Decades of friendship, it is necessary to be a good friend, but the prince is able to have today, relying on himself, Mo is just at the right time."

"Haha..." Wang Huanglang laughed:

"Mo Daozhu is too modest, and the death of Cheng Tianhou, the discerning ghost knows who did it."

"but!"

His voice sank, and his face suddenly turned cold:

"Since ancient times, people and ghosts have different paths and yin and yang have been established. Wang really couldn't imagine that you would dare to come here. Do you really think I dare not wait to go to Shangqing Xuanyou Cave?"

Mo Qiu's heart skipped a beat, and his face became cold and solemn:

"What do you mean by this, Hall Master Wang?"

"The lord once promised Mo that he would never invade Shangqing Xuanyou Cave in this life, and King Lu and Quanzhen Dao were brothers and friends that would never invade."

"Wait, break your promise!"

The divine light in his eyes twitched, and a murderous intention quietly emerged, and the ten-direction killing world in the fifth level began to affect the surroundings silently.

After three years of accumulation, he is now able to control this magical power to a certain extent.

Wang Huang was also a little surprised by the murderous intention revealed by Mo Qiu. The icy and biting murderous intention made his ghost body shiver slightly.

Obviously, there are so many gaps in the cultivation base...

As expected of the person who once slaughtered the eleventh-order dragon clan, killed Princess Yun under the eyes of many ghost kings, and forced Emperor Ku to make concessions.

"Break your word, of course not."

Wang Huang's thoughts turned, but his face did not change. Mo Qiu was not weak, but his cultivation in the later stage of the ghost king also had strong confidence.

Immediately speak slowly:

"However, Daoist Mo seems to have promised the prince that he will assist King Lu to resist King Zhao's attack. I wonder if Daoist Mo has done it?"

"In the past few years, I have not even seen the figure of the Taoist master."

"..." Mo Qiu's eyes twitched and he slowed down his voice:

"The hall master said that Moqiu has been retreating for some reason in the past few years, and he is indeed a little slack. This time, there is a need, please feel free to speak."

"good!"

Wang Huang's voice mentioned:

"The so-called "resistance of foreign affairs must be done first," and recently, there are many ghosts in King Lu's realm who have two hearts~www.readwn.com~ They dare to resist Wang Ling. Why don't you let Daozhu Mo take action and punish them on your behalf?"

Mo Qiu looked back and looked at Di Ku.

Di Ku's expression was indifferent, and he didn't say a word, as if he didn't even know what the so-called Wang Ling was.

"This……"

Mo Qiu hesitated for a while, and when he saw Wang Huang's complexion sinking, he immediately nodded and said:

"Alright."

"Then there is Daoist Laomo." Wang Huang's face changed so quickly, it was a unique skill, he waved his hand:

"Yan Ping."

"Subordinates are here!"

A ghost image gathered not far away.

"You help Daozhu Mo handle this matter."

"Yes."

Ghosts should be.

Mo Qiu turned his head, and his heart moved again.

Ghost King Intermediate!

The ancestral temple is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger.

…………

Watching Mo Qiu leave, the smile on Wang Huang's face subsided quietly, and a sullen look appeared on his cheeks.

"Yangshi Yuanying..."

He stretched out his tongue and licked the corners of his mouth:

"The yang energy is abundant and the inspiration is obvious. These rumors really make Wang slander."

"Shangqing Xuanyoudongtian..."

He looked back, looked at Di Ku, who had no expression on his face, and asked slowly:

"My lord, you don't really plan to give up the chance to devour the world, do you?"

"Although the world is good, we will be in the underworld after all." Di Ku's eyes flashed slightly, and he said in a low voice:

"The king's realm has suffered many disasters, and now there is a big enemy in front of me. I really can't do anything about it, and then we can divide our troops into the Qingxuanyoudongtian."

"makes sense."

Wang Huang nodded:

"However, the solution to King Zhao's situation is not to be missed."

"The Lord of the Palace."

While speaking, a ghost appeared in front of him:

"I found where the saint is."

"Oh!"

Hearing this, Wang Huang was shocked:

"where?"