"So, what do you want to do?"

When the four monks Fuchen heard this, they understood that Duanmu Yawang could not let them go so easily.

"To be honest, I dare not be interested in your lives, and I don't know what treasures of your Hua sect are worth trading with, and I am not interested in trading with you." Duanmu Yawang said lightly, "However, as long as you agree, in the future No longer appear in front of my eyes, I can show you a clear way so that you will not burst into death."

"good."

Brother Fuchen's face was deep: "I promise. What do you call the clear road?"

"Destroy the spiritual root."

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was shocked, and the four of Brother Fuchen even paled, and the female monk said angrily: "Impossible! Your request is simply too deceitful!"

"The antidote!"

Brother Fuchen said coldly: "We don't accept anything except this."

"That's your business."

Duanmu Yawang's lips twitched coldly, "It has nothing to do with me."

"I am going to kill you!"

Except for the whisked monk, the three monks were all furious. With a bite of their teeth, Qi Qi reluctantly rushed towards Duanmu Yawang. Duanmu Yawang sneered. With a wave of his sleeves, a flash of light struck the three of them like lightning!

"what!"

The three sturdy bodies flew to the ground, vomiting blood together, and the whole person suddenly felt even more painful.

Duanmu Yawang glanced at them, and said lightly: "Don't think that I will give you the antidote. You provoke me first. It is kindness if I don't kill you. If you don't want to die, self-defeating spiritual roots is your only way out. Mine. That's the end of the advice. You only have three days at most. After three days, if you don't abandon your spiritual roots, just wait for you to explode and die."

After that, I didn't bother to waste time on them, and said to Master Mo, "Master Mo, thank you just now."

"Miss Duanmu, you are welcome."

Master Mo also bowed his hand in reply, thinking for a moment, "I wonder if Miss Duanmu still has to go to the State Supervision Office?"

"Of course it is."

Duanmuya nodded, her black eyes shining brightly: "I have to trouble Master Mo to lead the way."

Master Mo smiled: "Miss Duanmu, please."

Duan Muya nodded, then turned her head, nodded to Chu Zichen and the others, said goodbye, and got into the carriage with Master Mo, leaving Chu Youning and others behind for a long time.

After regaining consciousness, the carriage that Duanmu Yawang and Master Mo were sitting in has gone, and Chu Youning stomped annoyedly: "Ah, I, I still want to talk to Deyin... No, talk to Miss Duanmu. of."

"There will be opportunities in the future."

Chu Jialan said warmly, "She probably has something to do now."

Chu Youning pursed her lips and twisted her eyebrows: "However, Deyin is a female...This way, it is not as fun as before. There is an extra layer of separation between men and women.

"Don't worry about playing."

Chu Zichen frowned and said: "As far as I know, Duanmu Yawang is only fourteen or five years old. You are now twelve or thirteen. Everyone is about the same age. She is already a great pharmacist and a poison pharmacist. Being friends, you don’t want to improve yourself, always play around."

"Oh."

Chu Youning was immediately discouraged, and looked at Chu Zichen pitifully: "Brother Dahuang, Deyin seems to be too good, right? You said, you are already good enough, she seems to be even more rare?"

"Don't compare with me. If you compare, Master Cheng Che is far above me." Chu Zichen said lightly: "However, Miss Duanmu is indeed something that ordinary people can compare. It is very rare."

"Huh, a man with black hair and dark eyes."

Chu Heling muttered disdainfully.

"He Ling." Chu Jialan glanced at her, and said disapprovingly: "Even those with black hair and black eyes are not as good as those with black eyes, so what right do you have to look down on others? Innate conditions are important, but when our talent is higher than Others, but were later overtaken by others, we should be ashamed!"

Regardless of her appearance and cultivation, she was compared by a black-haired and black-eyed person. When she thought of the comparison of these people's eyes, she had a fire in her heart. Now that Chu Jialan is speaking in public, Chu Heling is even more annoyed. Extreme: "Brother Erhuang, how do you protect her everywhere? Don't you just because she saved you, you will be covered by lard and talk for her everything. Black eyes and black hair are already inferior. This is The law of heaven! I am not wrong!"

After that, he didn't wait for Chu Zichen and the others to leave first.

"He Ling!"

Chu Jialan twisted her eyebrows, Chu Heling didn't listen, and got on the carriage and left without looking back.

Chu Jialan stood in place and watched, "When did He Ling start to become so unreasonable?"

"It started two years ago." Chu Zichen patted him on the shoulder and said lightly: "It's just that you like to go to Taoist temples more and more in the past two years. You rarely live in the imperial city, so naturally you don't understand."

Chu Jialan pursed her lips: "Don't you remind her?"

"Remind what?"

Chu Youning crossed her chest with her hands and curled her lips: "The more you remind, the more upset the emperor sister is, as if we are going to fight her, and can't listen to others."

"Fine, stop talking, go back to the palace."

Chu Zichen glanced at the other people, so that it was difficult for them to see the joke, and took Chu Jialan and Chu Youning away.

But the others were so shocked by Duanmu Yawang that they still didn't react. Seeing that Chu Zichen's His Highness had left, they also left in a muddle-headed manner.

In front of the Mofu Gate, there were only four monks from the Hua Sect.

The female monk and the two male monks were full of resentment, and finally looked at Monk Fuchen desperately: "Brother, what should we do? We don't want to destroy our spiritual roots!"

In this world, if there is no spiritual root, it is more uncomfortable than death!

They finally got their current status and can become disciples of the Hua Sect. They must not abandon their spiritual roots!

"Return to Sect."

Monk Fuchen could not bear the sweat, and said two words coldly, saying, "I beg for the old master."

After that, he turned out a flying tool, took three juniors and sisters like giants, and left here.

——

On the other side, Duanmu Yawang followed Master Mo to the State Supervision Mansion.

As soon as they got off the carriage, they saw Butler Mo waiting outside the gate of the State Supervision Mansion. He saw Master Mo got out of the carriage and hurriedly walked down the white jade stairs with the hem of his robe, and said as he walked: "Master Mo You can count it, if you don't come again, our lord will have to go there in person..."

However, he hadn't finished speaking yet. When he saw Duanmu Yawang coming down from the carriage, his voice stopped abruptly, staring at the black-haired and black-eyed Duanmu Yawang with a look of astonishment, completely speechless.

"Old Mo, you are also dumbfounded, right?"

Master Mo smiled warmly when he saw the appearance of Butler Mo.

Duanmu Yawang nodded to Butler Mo and said hello: "Steward Mo."

Uh!

Butler Mo was stunned, "Here, this lady is..."