More importantly, how does the other person know what he is thinking in his heart at this time?
If Tian Xiong knew about this, how could he have a way of survival?
Ma Peng was so frightened that he was sweating profusely. He looked at Tian Xiong in panic, fearing that he would be slapped to death by him.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk... How can you become a big deal if you are as timid as a mouse?"
That cold voice sounded in Ma Peng's mind again, his tone full of sarcasm.
Ma Peng immediately judged that it was the voice of the ancestor of Jiuyou. The other party actually wanted to get rid of Tian Xiong himself. What was the conspiracy?
Is this a case of killing a donkey, or does it mean that the ancestor of Jiuyou values himself and intends to cultivate him?
Ma Peng's thoughts turned over and over again, but he still couldn't figure out the true intention of the ancestor Jiuyou.
Ancestor Jiuyou seemed to be disappointed with Ma Peng and no longer heard from him.
"Peng'er, you're sweating profusely. Doesn't that feel good?"
Tian Xiong noticed that something was not right with Ma Peng and asked with concern. Naturally, he couldn't hear what the ancestor of Jiuyou said to Ma Peng, and he didn't understand that he was about to be in disaster.
"The kid is fine."
Ma Peng pretended to be calm and showed no flaws, and asked: "Father, next time you send blood food to the ancestor, can I accompany you?"
"No, it would be better if you have less contact with the ancestor..."
Tian Xiong immediately refused. He was well aware of the methods of Jiuyou Ancestor and was afraid that Ma Peng would follow in his footsteps and become a lackey.
When Ma Peng heard this, he immediately thought that Tian Xiong wanted to monopolize the benefits given by the ancestor of Jiuyou, and he was furious.
Deep in his pupils, there was a killing intent.
In the ancient tomb, the ancestor of Jiuyou smiled happily, "Jealousy, rage, greed, laziness, gluttony... I didn't expect, ancestor, that I would meet a person with seven sinful thoughts. Sure enough, the ugliest thing in the world is the human heart. I want to
Arouse all the seven evil thoughts in Ma Peng's heart, and finally turn them into my resources to help me get out of trouble."
Tian Xiong would never have imagined that even though he worked wholeheartedly for the Jiuyou Ancestor, he would still become a pawn that could be discarded at will.
…
By the pond, under the willow tree.
Ji Mo was lazily feeding the dragon fish, his eyes glanced to the west from time to time, and he frowned.
He could feel that the black mist rising in the primeval forest was getting thicker and thicker, and accompanied by the surging blood, the gloomy atmosphere made people feel very uncomfortable.
"Maybe there is something sneaky in the forest, something doesn't feel right."
Ji Mo thought about whether to check it out and find out what was going on.
At this moment, a figure came outside the yard.
Ji Mo's eyes narrowed and he suddenly became furious.
It's him!
The old man with voyeurism.
In the past, I just snooped from afar, but now I am so bold that I come to my door.
The old man outside the yard no longer looked like an old fairy before. He deliberately changed his appearance and turned into an old farmer in his dying years.
"Ji Mo, I will teach you for a while today to see if you are a dragon or an insect."
A stern look flashed in the old man's eyes. Last time, Ji Mo's plan failed and he was deprived of his magic weapon. This time, he must regain his position no matter what.
The most important thing is, counting the days, the great disaster here is about to come, and we must find out Ji Mo's true intentions to prevent unexpected events.
"I, the Thousand-Faced Man Tu Hong, have been around for hundreds of years, and I have never seen anything like this. I will use my momentum to calm this guy down later, and then I will take the opportunity to force him out."
The old man coughed and thought over and over again, and he already had a countermeasure.
Unexpectedly, the courtyard door creaked open, and Ji Mo walked out angrily, holding a fire stick.
"Hey, you old boy actually dare to come to the door." Ji Mo shouted.
Hong Qiantu was shocked on the spot.
This guy actually got the upper hand, so insidious!
This time, his momentum suddenly weakened by three points.
"Don't think I can't recognize you with makeup on. You've been spying on me for several years, and now you come to my door. What do you want to do?"
Ji Mo raised the fire stick, pointed at Hong Qiantu's nose and shouted an accusation, spraying spittle all over the man's face.
Hong Qiantu was forced to retreat one after another, and his momentum weakened a bit again.
He was horrified. He thought he had done a flawless job in secretly investigating, but he didn't expect that everything had already been seen through by the other party.
Then wouldn't it be very ridiculous that every time my self-righteous disguise falls on the other party's side?
Hong Qiantu blushed with shame and was about to argue, but when he took a closer look at the fire stick in Ji Mo's hand, he was so angry that he almost vomited blood on the spot.
Isn't this my own magic weapon, the Hunyuan Stick?
How did it become like this?
The indestructible epic magic weapon was whittled into a piece of waste and turned into a fire stick!
Threat, this is Chi Guoguo's threat.
The meaning is self-evident, the other party just told me clearly that I can destroy your magic weapon at will, so I can't deal with you easily.
Hong Qiantu swallowed his saliva and forced himself to calm down so as not to mess up his position.
"In that case, let's open the skylight and speak frankly. We are all on the same journey, so why ask clearly about the purpose."
Hong Qiantu showed his cards right away. He was living in seclusion here and came here for the underground Tomb of the White Emperor. He wanted to plan the great fortune in it, so there was no need to hide it.
Now let's make it clear directly and see how to solve it and see if there is any possibility of cooperation between the two parties.
"Whoever is the same as you, we can never be the same."
Ji Mo said disdainfully.
A stinky peeping tom actually shamelessly said that he was the same person, stinky and shameless.
Hong Qiantu immediately frowned. Hearing what he meant, Ji Mo didn't intend to cooperate.
He felt that things would not get better and that he would most likely have to rely on his strength. He snorted coldly: "Maybe you want to have a fight with me."
After all, everything has to rely on fists to speak, and the weak have no right to speak, so Hong Qiantu also showed a tough side.
"Just you? I'll beat you five times with one hand, and I'll take my hair with one move, and I'll make sure you walk around without finishing your meal."
Ji Mo glanced at Hong Qiantu's skinny body with contempt in his eyes.
This little old man actually wants to be violent with me. I'm afraid he's lost his mind.
Although he can't practice, Ji Mo is very confident in his boxing and kicking skills, especially the three skills of "catching, transforming, and sending". He has mastered it to a very high level, and he can easily deal with a bad old man.
Hong Qiantu's pupils shrank, his eyes were very solemn, and he thought to himself, maybe this guy is really better than me, otherwise how could he be so arrogant.
Is he really capable, or is he just being mysterious?
Also, what kind of magical power is this "hair extension"? It seems to be very powerful, so be careful.
"Your Excellency, don't bully others too much. The Thousand-Faced Man Tu Hong Qian Tu is by no means a person who has gained fame in vain."
Hong Qiantu directly mentioned his name and didn't believe that the other party would not tolerate it.
The Thousand-Faced Man Tu Hong Qiantu was famous all over the world three hundred years ago. His face changed in an ever-changing manner, and he proved his way through killing. His hands were stained with blood. He was a great killer.
"never heard of that."
Ji Mo shook his head, and the contempt in his eyes became even stronger. A lot of old people still used the title of middle school to scare children.
Hong Qiantu didn't believe that Ji Mo had never heard of his name. He clearly saw the disdain in Ji Mo's eyes, which clearly meant that he didn't take him seriously.
I have never been slighted before, this is a huge insult.
It is tolerable, but what is intolerable!
Hong Qiantu was so angry that he took a step forward, and his fist hit Ji Mo's face like a meteor.
Bang!
Before the attack came, something strange suddenly appeared, and a terrifying aura violently erupted behind Ji Mo.