The Ziyue Hui Demon Cultivator's stronghold in Qinglongchuan is some distance away from Momen.

Lu Chaoge drove a small boat to go there. It would take several hours to fly and pass through almost half of the Qinglong River.

But again, the saying goes - the road to murder is never too far.

Along the way, Lu Dongli asked curiously: "How did my brother know the news?"

Naturally, she was referring to the matter of cultivating demons.

Lu Chaoge did not respond directly, but simply said in an understatement: "Some tricks were used."

Lu Dongli nodded and did not ask further questions.

She sat cross-legged next to Lu Chaoge, her slender legs crossed together, and her green hair blown by the wind was tucked behind her ears.

I don't know why, because I wanted to take revenge, I felt a little heavy along the way.

At this moment, she felt a big hand gently pat her head.

"Don't think too much." Lu Chaoge said calmly.

He noticed that Lu Dongli clenched her fists and had mixed emotions along the way.

There is tension, there is expectation, there is hatred...

Lu Dongli just let her brother touch her head, her eyes lowered, and she said softly: "Brother, do you think our parents think it's too late for us?"

Lu Chaoge understood what she meant. She meant that it was too late for revenge.

He shook his head and said: "You should know their temperament. If we, brother and sister, have nothing to achieve in our lives, they may hope that we will never avenge them in our lives."

There are so many people in this world who are blinded by hatred. They work hard without caring about their own lives. They fly into the flames and eventually get themselves involved.

Lu Dongli nodded, she understood.

"Brother, do you think our parents will be watching us in the sky?" Lu Dongli asked again.

"Yes." Lu Chaoge replied.

He sincerely hoped that after death, he would go to another place and could occasionally take a look at the human world.

Lu Chaoge is a strong and confident person. He has always believed that he is the chosen one and a protagonist-like figure.

He believed that in his own hands, Momen would flourish.

But the more this happened, the stronger his anger and hatred towards the demon cultivator became.

These days, the foot of Momen Mountain is crowded with people who come to seek enlightenment. This kind of grand occasion has never happened before since Momen was founded.

Originally, parents could see it.

They should be very pleased, right?

They should be proud of themselves, right?

But the sudden appearance of the evil cultivator who brought disaster to the world caused all of this to disappear.

Lu Chaoge still remembered that when he was a child, he went with his parents to kowtow at the ancestral hall of his ancestors. After coming out of the ancestral hall, he looked up at the sky, smiled crookedly, and said: "Dad, Mom, the height that Momen can reach in the future will exceed

Beyond your imagination!”

Lu Qingfeng rolled up his sleeves and beat him: "How many times have I told you not to smile with your mouth crooked like this!"

After the beating, Lu Qingfeng said a little lonely: "Dad has no talent in cultivation, and he is ashamed of his ancestors. But if Mo Sect can really return to its former glory under the hands of you two, I will go see you now."

When the ancestors were descendants, the waist could be straightened."

For the subsequent generations of Mo Sect leaders, the development of Mo Sect has long become an obsession.

Lu Chaoge didn't know that this man had clearly risked his life to protect peace within a hundred miles, but the moment he closed his eyes, he still felt guilty and said in his heart:

"This disciple is unworthy of his teacher's kindness."

A small boat sailed quickly through the air and arrived at the outskirts of a deep valley.

This deep valley is called Mountain Ghost. It is filled with poisonous miasma and is deserted.

This place can be said to be inaccessible, and ordinary practitioners will not come here.

Except for those who practice poison or refine elixirs, they may occasionally come here to pick some poisonous weeds.

In the deepest part of the Mountain Ghost Valley, there is a lake of stagnant water. There is a mystery hidden at the bottom of the stagnant water. Inside is the stronghold of the Purple Moon Society's demon cultivator in Qinglong River.

Lu Chaoge's boat was suspended outside the Mountain Ghost Valley, and he didn't want to go in now.

Since the winter solstice has not yet arrived, there is no need to rush.

Whether it is on the forum or in the eyes of the younger generation in Qingzhou, countless people are paying attention to his natal sword [Not Too Late].

Because this is really weird. How come someone’s natal sword never comes out of its sheath?

Countless people are curious about what will happen when Lu Chaoge's natal sword is unsheathed?

With the spiritual sword in hand, what level of strength will he reach?

His fingertips lightly tapped the scabbard of [Not Too Late], and he muttered: "The last two days."

………

………

On the eve of the winter solstice, deep in the mountain ghost valley.

A big red snake swam quickly, leaving tiny burn marks on the soil as it swam.

Above the head of this huge dragon beast stood a man and a woman.

The man is the one-armed, one-eyed demon cultivator Chi Yao, and the woman is the [Messenger] of the Purple Moon Society.

Today, both of them changed their clothes and put on robes that symbolized their status as members of the Purple Moon Society.

The woman no longer wears the long slit skirt. Originally, the slit of the long skirt was very high. If she runs, not only can she see her plump thighs, but even a small part of the curvature of her buttocks.

The robes of Chi Yao and the messenger looked similar, but there were obvious differences in the purple moon pattern on the chest.

Chi Yao's chest is embroidered with five purple moons, which actually represents the number of purple moon medals he possesses and also symbolizes his status in the Purple Moon Society - the fifth level.

On the woman's chest, seven purple moons are embroidered.

Even though there are only two more, the levels are vastly different.

Only those who are above the fifth month can be regarded as the true core members of the Purple Moon Society, possessing great authority!

Chi Yao glanced at the envoy. Although he was now her deputy, he still couldn't help but said in his heart: "I really like to show off as always."

Because the woman only wore this robe that symbolized her status, and she didn't even wear a bottom shirt underneath.

Therefore, under her neck, there is a large piece of snowy skin exposed, and a deep ravine can be seen at a glance.

With the bulge in two places, the seven purple moons on her chest were squeezed and slightly deformed.

As for the hem of the robe, two well-proportioned calves are clearly visible.

Chi Yao looked at her and sometimes couldn't help but wonder if he could just lift up the hem of her robe so that he could do things directly.

But now he dares to think about all this in his mind.

Ever since that night, when she saw the pattern of red flowers on the messenger's back, he felt endless fear.

At the same time, his mood was extremely complicated.

"Not only did she get the blood of the dragon beast that should belong to me, but she actually got the inheritance after going to the forbidden area!"

"No wonder, no wonder her strength has grown by leaps and bounds in just a few years!"

He was both envious and sad about this.

Because he knows very well what inheritance represents.

If you can suppress it, you can continuously gain strength and strengthen yourself.

But once you can't suppress it, even if it's just for a moment, your body will become the soil for it to breed, and the power in your blood will become its nourishment!

There is always a thin line between great power and death.

"Perhaps it is precisely because of this that every [messenger] will indulge himself more and more and liberate his nature." Chi Yao thought to himself, and couldn't help but take a look at the woman's curvy body.

After these few days of getting along with him, he already knew that the woman didn't care at all about the looks others were looking at her.

Even after realizing that Chi Yao was peeking at her, she would deliberately reveal something and ask provocatively: "Want to see this?"

She seemed to enjoy the gaze.

But Chi Yao knew very well that if he really dared to do something practical, death would probably be what awaited him.

A perverted woman.

"It seems that you digested the drop of dragon beast's blood I gave you well." The messenger said with a smile.

Chi Yao himself absorbed half of the drop of dragon beast's blood, and the dragon beast ate the other half.

The broken horn on the top of the dragon beast's head has grown back, and the two horns are one inch longer than before.

As for Chi Yao, although his broken arm has not regenerated, his strength has returned to its former peak.
To be continued...