No one can hear this sound, but only Yao Rao can feel it... The endless demonic sound seems to be emitted from any angle of the air, with a stance that cannot be rejected or resisted by anyone, and a savage and domineering invading Yao Rao's body.

Break her skin, penetrate into her texture, pour into her bone marrow, and deeply imprint those modified and tampered memories in every part of her body!

"Ah!" The cry swept up the migratory birds in the forest.

The headache was about to break. Yao Rao screamed and then suddenly fainted. Looking at her sudden faint breath, she would probably not be awake at all for a while!

It was not until Yaorao fell to the ground that Mo Xi dared to shake her stiff feet and walked step by step to the perverted female cultivator, and used her feet to pluck her arm, and found that she had really fainted.

"Damn it! If I don't fall, I'm going to fall."

With a fierce scolding, Mo Xi immediately returned to its original appearance and began to scream Mo Ling's name!

"Mr. Mo Ling..."

I thought Mo Ling would appear in front of him soon, but Mo Xi screamed a few times but still did not find Mo Ling's figure, so he had to leave Yao Rao who fainted first and began to look for Mo Ling's figure around in panic.

Soon Mo Xi smelled Mo Ling's breath, but when he walked through the grass, his eyes shrank fiercely after looking at it!

A vague demon shadow curled up on the ground, Mo Ling's entire face had degenerated into the shape of her before her transformation, old... and covered with scales.

Her body was as hunched as an old man, and she kept trembling in the wind.

"Master Mo Ling...you, you...how did you become like this?"

Mo Xi screamed in shock, and was already scared by everything in front of him and lost his calm mood.

In the Demon Presbyterian Church, Mo Ling has a very noble status. Even Mo Xi, who is also the elder in the Console, must respectfully call her: "Sir!"

This adult has never shown such a weak side in front of his fellow demons in his life. But now, she is like a yellow leaf in the autumn wind, shaking softly on the ground.

Too unexpected!

"Why does this look?"

A roar in an upward tone.

"You are blind and can't tell. I have nullified my cultivation level, so I forcibly erased the memory of the human ant!"

Mo Ling was not very bored when she saw Mo Xi's cringe appearance. Because her anger had nowhere to burst out, she was all out at Mo Xi.

"It's all you useless guy, you can just turn into a man called "Aslant"! Why is it that damn thing that doesn't transform into Xing Mo, so I have to constantly erase the doubts in her heart!"

Almost screamed, Mo Ling's roar almost deafened Mo Xi's ears.

This made Mo Xi even more frightened, but fortunately, even if he was scolded by Mo Ling, his little cleverness hidden in his head did not disappear, but instead allowed him to find a way to defend himself more smoothly.

"Then 'Aslante' is the father of this female cultivator. Lord Mo Ling, you have also seen it. This person who has been obsessed with this woman. If I transform into his appearance, I dare to guarantee that no matter what kind of bewitching the woman is, I will definitely be able to tell the truth at a glance. So in order to seek truth and seek second best, the villain should be turned into Xing Mo... At least the magic breath on his body is easier to disguise for the villain."

Mo Xi was very reasonable. The "Xing Mo" he dressed up as made Yaorao hostile several times. If she really appeared in Aslant's appearance, Yaorao might have a way to get out of the trap they set directly.

Mo Ling was speechless by Mo Xi. She was stunned for a while and had to wave her hand powerlessly and said to Mo Xi: "Forget it, I'll endure it!"

The peak of the Five Declines degenerates into the early stage of the Five Declines, and the spiritual energy is extremely exhausted. This is even more consumed than a protracted demon battle. Because the collapse of Mo Ling's strength has also had a very heavy impact on the upper combat power of the demon clan.

If she hadn't been to obey the orders of the Demon Ancestor and kill Mo Ling, she wouldn't have made such a sacrifice.

"You come and carry me back to the Demon Realm and throw that bitch back to her companion. Her memory has been absolutely rewritten by me."

After biting his teeth, Mo Ling angrily squeezed out the word "bitter" from her lips and teeth, and then waved to Mo Xi powerlessly.

Fortunately, Mo Xi is a timid guy. If he had changed to another elder of the Demon Elder Council, he might have taken advantage of Mo Ling's weakness and slapped her to death, and then took away the Demon Bell in her hand.

But Mo Xi, who was still honest, really took Mo Ling to carry him, and then pulled the fainting Yao Rao and went straight to the village to block the air.

The morning of the next day is coming soon.

Yaorao was pulled and pulled by Ying Tianqingsheng, and then she heard the roar of the uncle who drove the car like thunder!

"Lagners! Get up soon! Before this evening, we are going to arrive at the territory of Kunshan Sect. You rice buckets that don't want to move after you have enough food! The sun has risen so high and can't get up!"

"My carriage never waits for anyone! If you don't get on the car in five minutes, please walk to Kunshan by yourself!"

After cursing and shouting, the uncle who was driving the car was already sitting on the front of the car that was well-organized.

"The head... hurts so much..."

Yaorao rubbed her temples, and she had never felt so tired when she woke up.

"Last night...was it a dream?"

I vaguely remembered the scene where Xing Mo appeared at night and handed the Feng Lingzhu to his hands. Yaorao felt that it was just a dream at this moment.

But as soon as she supported her body from the grass stack, her palm suddenly felt ache from something hard.

“Huh?”

Turning open the hay under your palm, a green spirit bead suddenly appeared in front of the enchanting eyes.

The soft and pure light immediately made her sleep completely disappear.

Wind Spirit Pearl!

As soon as the green light appeared, Yaorao immediately pressed the Feng Lingzhu into the palm of her hand.

Is it true?

If the dream that I vaguely remembered the night before was true, then the Feng Lingzhu had been put into the beast-controlling ring by himself. Is it because I was afraid that I would not remember it clearly, so this guy rolled out of the beast-controlling ring by himself?

The memory was a little hazy, but Yaorao threw the wind spirit bead back to the beast-controlling ring as soon as possible.

She longed for the perfection of the six spirits because she had already seen the power of the illusion weapon surge after the gathering of the six spirits. It would be fine if a single spirit bead was put into the beast-controlling ring, but it would be absolutely impossible for her to enter the world of the beast-controlling ring with the six spirits!
Chapter completed!