Li Lieyue and Yan Minghua's complexion changed, and suddenly they seemed to be bound by an invisible rope and could no longer move.

"Hehe...hehehe...hehe...hehe..."

Countless cold and erratic laughter sounded in all directions, and all the human skins on the whole drying field came alive!

Countless Sen Leng gazes stared at the two together.

"Hehe...There is no owner here...hehehe... Then choose a new master from the two of you...hee..."

"Sisters, the new master here, must be like us, you can hang on the rope!"

"The new owner here must also have a good leather bag that looks like a flower and can be broken by a bomb!"

"The new master here must also make good-looking clothes!"

"The new owner here must be dyed enough to be gorgeous..."

"The new owner of this place..."

The skins rushed to the request, and soon, the skins said, "The one on the left is very good. There is a nice and nice skin. After peeling it off, it must still look like a flower and it can be broken by a bomb!"

"The one on the right is also very good! There is also a nice and delicate skin bag, and it can definitely be hung on a rope!"

"What should I do? Who should I choose?"

"Since both skins are good, let's see who makes the clothes look good!"

"Yes! Whoever makes good-looking clothes is the master of this place!"

Listen and listen, endless hatred grew uncontrollably in Li Lieyue and Yan Mingwei's hearts.

This is the hatred and dislike from the bottom of the heart for all living beings. For a moment, they can't wait to slaughter all the living things in the world, including themselves!

At this moment, the human-skinned woman covered her mouth and chuckled, her pale complexion, like paper, her darkened eyes, deep and sullen: "Then, the two of you can start making clothes."

When the voice fell, Li Lieyue and Yan Mingwei's skin immediately began to struggle, as if they would leave the body in the next moment!

Yan Minghua snorted coldly, suppressing the monstrous hatred that was constantly emerging in his mind, and twirling the defensive spells taught to her by the Fallen Immortal.

The next moment, a thick shadow suddenly appeared on the silk umbrella in her hand, like ink dripping into the clear water, quickly permeating it, covering it with Li Lieyue.

At the same time, the invisible rope that bound the two of them dissipated in an instant.

Regaining control of the body, Li Lieyue didn't hesitate, "Ting Ling Ling...", the [Ding Jie Zhen Soul Bell] suddenly rang from her waist, and the whole body was full of gloom and wind, and the ghost maid appeared in multiple layers in an instant.

Yan Mingwei's silk umbrella spins rapidly, and the soft pink petals of the original pink and white petals turn into sword aura in a blink of an eye, mixed with the icy and cold breath like a lingering moon, and rushing towards the skins of many people.

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Teahouse.

The white mist surging outside the window, and the promenade is gloomy.

Mo Lilan stood alone in the chair, Pei Ling and Fu Xuanxu stood side by side, not far away.

At this moment, Fu Xuanxu asked in a deep voice: "[The Last Dao Qingxian]? Dare to ask Senior, what is the power of this technique?"

Mo Lilan said in a flat tone: "The more vitality is depleted, the stronger the power. The moment of dying, it can be compared with Xianshu."

"But you have only lost four hundred years of lifespan now. The power of this technique is only slightly stronger than that of ordinary techniques."

Hearing this, Fu Xuanxu was slightly startled, and after reacting, he suddenly felt that this was a very good technique!

Right now they are in a secluded grave, full of dangers.

No one knows how long he can live.

And this spell is undoubtedly an extremely suitable hole card for the current situation!

However, thinking that this technique was for Pei Ling, Fu Xuanxu immediately spread the voice: "Shengzi Pei, how about this technique?"

Pei Ling transmitted the voice and replied: "Yes."

Fu Xuanxu nodded imperceptibly, and then saluted: "Thank you, Senior Mo, I need this technique."

Mo Lilan didn't hesitate, but with a thought, a cloud of [Mist of Mingtian] appeared in the palm of her palm, which penetrated into the center of Fu Xuanxu's eyebrows.

The moment the black mist fell into the center of his eyebrows, Fu Xuanxu's mind suddenly added an obscure technique.

All the tactics and mana power operation routes of this technique were instantly clear to the heart, and it seemed that they had been practicing for a long time.

Before he could fully understand the mystery of this [Last Dao Qingxian], Fu Xuanxu immediately said: "Senior Mo, the younger generation now only needs ten years of life, and the rest can be taken away!"

The less lifespan of this technique, the stronger the power. He now has to rely on this technique to walk in Yousu Tomb. Too many lifespans will affect his strength.

And by staying for ten years, he is confident that he will break through to the next level within ten years.

Hearing that, Pei Ling frowned, Fu Xuanxu only had ten years of life, obviously he wanted to go out with him to find someone, but in the current state of the other party...

As his mind turned, he suddenly shook his head.

Since Fu Xuanxu's identity and temperament had already made a decision, he was persuading him, and the other party might not listen.

Moreover, Pei Ling himself must first go to Sister Li and Yan Minghua, and only consider other things after ensuring that Sister Li and Yan Minghua are completely safe.

And if finally Kui Yueji and Ning Wuye had an accident along the way...

So Peiling said nothing.

At this time, Mo Lilan immediately shot and grabbed Fu Xuanxu.

Suddenly, a large group of vitality was extracted and integrated into the whole teahouse.

This time I took too much Shou Yuan, Fu Xuanxu's face instantly became old for more than ten years, but he changed from a weakly crowned youth to a middle-aged appearance. It's just that his breath has declined even more severely.

Looking at it at this moment, the original clear, lively, pure and surging has disappeared, but it gives people a sense of death and death.

Fu Xuanxu quickly stabilized his aura, and immediately said: "Senior, if you have to work, I'll wait for this to start."

While speaking, he looked at Pei Ling, who nodded slightly, and the two turned around and walked out of the teahouse.

In the promenade, Mo Lilan's robe sleeves flicked, and the wooden door immediately closed behind them.

The gloomy color of the whole tea house quickly disappeared, and soon, it looked like the outside pavilion was no different.

Mo Lilan closed her eyes slightly and began to refine the power of the newly acquired law.

Outside the teahouse, white mist is permeated.

Pei Ling and Fu Xuanxu walked for a while, and there was already a dense fog in all directions, and there was no trace of the teahouse for a long time.

Suddenly Fu Xuanxu took out a blank jade slip, and entered the [Last Dao Qingxian] in it.

"Ding Dong! Unfamiliar spells from the outside world have been detected, and the system is collecting them for you..."

At the same time, Pei Ling's ear heard a system prompt.

After a while, Fu Xuanxu handed the jade slip over and said through the voice: "Shengzi Pei, this is the [End Dao Qingxian] given by Senior Mo."

Pei Ling nodded slightly, and after receiving the jade slip, the voice transmission replied: "Mo Zhenxian just said that Senior Sister Li and Daoyou Yan are together. I have to find both of them first and bring them back to the teahouse before I go there. Find the other two."

"If Fellow Daoist Fu is not at ease, you can go to your two brothers first."