Yanzhao Dynasty, Imperial Palace.

Lan Ling has lost her former brightness and brilliance. Her clothes are disheveled, her hair is unkempt, and her face is drooping.

At this time, she still looked a little like a princess, but instead looked like a deeply resentful woman, with eyes full of infinite resentment.

An emperor-level expert from Panlong Holy Land died in Wangjing because of her, and she was severely reprimanded by the sect for this.

At the same time, due to the failure of the war of aggression against the Qin Dynasty, her father also doubted her ability and no longer trusted her as much as before.

Under the double blow, Lan Ling felt that her life was bleak, and her life was extremely miserable.

She was thinking about a man day and night, and she only thought about how to cut that man into pieces.

"Ji Mo, I will never let you go."

Lan Ling gritted his teeth, looked ferocious, clenched his fists and cursed loudly.

If it weren't for Ji Mo, how could she have ended up like this?

"Grandma Hua, haven't the people sent sent any news yet?"

Lan Ling asked the demon emperor next to him who was filled with cursed power.

"Ji Mo has been in the Daqin military camp some time ago. Under the protection of the Tianxiang Wolf Cavalry Legion, the killers sent have no chance to make a move. But now that Ji Mo has left the military camp and returned to Wangjing alone, our people will seize the opportunity.

Take action, news should come back soon."

Granny Hua looked at Lan Ling and shook her head secretly.

Last time we lost a Spiritual Emperor, this time we sent a large number of masters from the sect to assassinate Ji Mo. It would be fine if we succeeded, but if we lose another manpower, I'm afraid the sect will not take it easy.

Although Lan Ling is a saint from Panlong Holy Land, it is unwise to use the power of the sect for personal gain.

What worries Granny Hua the most is that Ji Mo is definitely not simple.

Not only was the power of the curse she cast on Ying Ye easily resolved, but he was also immune to the curse.

She had secretly cast a curse on Ji Mo, but it failed.

This made her very uneasy, and she had a premonition that anyone who wanted to murder Ji Mo would probably end up badly.

She once tried to dissuade Lan Ling, but Lan Ling, who was blinded by hatred, didn't listen at all.

"Returning to Wangjing alone? This thief is really arrogant, but this is for the best. His death is bound to come soon."

Lan Ling showed a cruel smile, thinking that he would soon receive news of Ji Mo's death.

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"am I pretty?"

The cuckoo holds a bronze mirror and looks at herself in pity.

The self in the mirror has peach blossom eyes, a hibiscus face, a beautiful nose and a cherry mouth. She looks so beautiful.

But why in the eyes of that bastard Ji Mo, did she become an old woman pretending to be young, and it was so annoying!

The bandits standing behind Du Juan quickly responded: "Master Du Juan is as beautiful as a fairy, and no one in the world can compare with you."

For the safety of their own lives, these people can only lick wildly without conscience.

Hearing this, Du Juan felt better and continued to ask: "I want to compare with the black rose, which one is more beautiful."

"Of course Master Dujuan is the most beautiful. How can Black Rose compare to you? She is not one ten thousandth as good as you."

The bandits praised him again.

"If that's the case, why did that bastard Ji Mo say that I'm an eyesore?" Du Juan was very unhappy.

In her hundreds of years of experience, she has never been hit like this by anyone, and no man has ever been able to escape her grasp.

But it was Ji Mo who encountered the Waterloo of his career.

"There is absolutely no man in the world that I, Dujuan, can't handle."

Dujuan was suffocating in her heart.

"I will make that Ji Mo pay the price and bow down under my pomegranate skirt."

Du Juan pinched it with five fingers, and the bronze mirror was shattered into pieces.

"Master Dujuan, can we not take any more risks? It's important to save our lives." The bandit advised kindly.

Ji Mo will knock you over with one kick, and if you provoke him again, you are seeking death.

If your fortune is good this time, you may not be able to survive next time.

"Get out of here, I have my own plans."

Du Juan dismissed these men and chased after Ji Mo in the direction he left.

She refused to admit defeat, even if she died, she would get back her place from Ji Mo.

Ji Mo, who continued on his way back to Wangjing, was very happy because he felt that he had saved several bad people who had gone astray.

After some education by myself, the group of scammers must have realized their mistakes, changed their ways, and returned to the right path.

He was in a happy mood, but he didn't know that danger was coming ahead.

Yunkuo Canyon is the only way for Ji Mo to return to Wangjing.

Five Panlong Holy Land masters sent by Lan Ling were lurking here, waiting to intercept him.

The three people and the two demons are all Saint Realm powerhouses, all equipped with legendary level equipment. This lineup is enough to attack and kill the mid-Emperor Realm powerhouses.

They hid themselves in the canyon, waiting for Ji Mo's arrival.

"They are from Panlong Holy Land. Do you want to cooperate with these experts to ambush Ji Mo?"

On the cliff above Yunkuo Canyon, the white bear was hiding in a dense vine, thinking for a while.

This was undoubtedly a good opportunity to deal with Ji Mo, but he was a little confused because he couldn't estimate Ji Mo's true strength and felt unsure.

Shortly after.

Footsteps sounded, and Ji Mo's figure appeared in the drifting mist.

Ji Mo obviously didn't know that the danger was right in front of him. He stepped on the thick fallen leaves and entered the canyon.

"action!"

These five masters secretly transmitted messages and began to take action.

On the ground, a line of traces that could not be traced appeared.

It was a demon saint lurking underground who quickly approached Ji Mo.

This is a golden-haired demon rat that is best at attacking from underground.

He planned to travel below Ji Mo and attack the opponent's lower three lanes, catching him off guard.

In the blink of an eye.

The golden-haired demon rat arrived at Ji Mo's feet.

He showed a cruel smile, and just when he was about to break out of the ground, he suddenly felt a special aura appear, and his whole body was unable to move.

Then, something more terrifying happened.

The golden-haired demon rat stared angrily as he saw a big foot falling from the sky, like a mountain bearing down on the top, and stepped heavily on it with terrifying power.

"No……"

He was terrified and terrified.

The legendary armor he was wearing instantly shattered into pieces, and his body was trampled into mud.

puff……

Blood seeped into the fallen leaves, and the ground turned scarlet.

Ji Mo felt as if he had stepped on something soft under his feet. Just as he was about to check, a gust of fishy wind hit his face.

"Roar……"

The roar echoed throughout the canyon, and another Demon Saint transformed into his original form and jumped out.

This is a black panther with two horns on its forehead and a mouth full of fangs, roaring to kill it.

But the next second, his body stopped.

The black panther's pupils suddenly shrank because he saw that the soles of Ji Mo's feet were bloody and the golden-haired demon rat underground had turned into a puddle of mud.

How can it be!

The black panther was trembling all over. The golden-haired demon rat was even stronger than him and had legendary armor, but now he was crushed by a kick!
Chapter completed!