Jun Zizhu, who had looked confident before, changed her face when she saw Li Mo killing everyone. What she saw in her eyes was a demon cruelly devouring flesh and blood. From such a crazy look,
, she understood it as: "This demon likes killing very much. He doesn't kill for the sake of killing, but kills for the love of it. He gets excited when he kills one person, and he feels real joy from the bottom of his heart when he kills ten people."
Jun Zizhu was afraid. Although she had concealed her cultivation, and although her current cultivation was at the fifth level of the Shimeng Realm, she knew from Lin Yuhan's helpless jump into the abyss just now that it was not enough.
"Seventeenth Lang, there are only two of us left." Jun Zizhu repeated this sentence.
"Zhu'er was frightened. Let's leave this place. Otherwise something might happen if it's too late." Li Mo completely got rid of his bloodthirsty state at this moment, looking like the big brother next door.
Jun Zizhu laughed, her smile was so bright and beautiful. There was no fish in the pond at this time, otherwise she would have sunk to the bottom of the water and would be too embarrassed to surface.
"Yeah!" Jun Zizhu let out a long hum, took Li Mo's bloody hand and walked down the stairs.
"Wait a minute!"
Jun Zizhu trembled in fright, hurriedly put her jade hand away, took a step back, secretly made a defensive posture, and looked at Li Mo with fear.
Li Mo didn't notice it, but walked to Li Zun and took off the storage bag. Without looking at what was there, he put it into his own storage bag.
Li Mo took off the storage bags of the legitimate son of the Li family lying on the ground one by one and put them into the storage bags.
When he picked it up, he was still smiling, thinking that the brothers in Kanyuan finally had resources for cultivation. With the resources in the storage bags of the Li family and the Wang family in his hands, it would not be difficult to make all the brothers in Kanyuan become monks.
But Jun Zizhu, who was next to him, was shocked when she saw the smile. She thought that Li Mo was really a bloodthirsty madman. He also had a habit of robbery. The smile from the heart made her shudder, and she felt a kind of avoidance in her heart.
All the storage bags were picked up by Li Mo and placed in his own storage bag. There was a big pile. He found a clear water charm from the storage bag of Eternal Resentment Soul and tore it gently.
A stream of clean water poured down, washing away the blood and minced meat on Li Mo's body.
He stamped his feet to shake off some water stains, and a wave of heat came out of his body, instantly evaporating all the water on his body.
Li Mo then took Jun Zizhu's hand and ran down the long stairs to the outside of the tomb.
After walking all the way, not long after, we arrived at the huge stone door at the entrance of the mausoleum.
The two of them stood at the door of the huge stone and looked into the tomb. They both felt a sense of vicissitudes of life. There were dozens of people when they came, but only two people were left when they returned, and all of them died in Li Mo's hands.
Jun Zizhu glanced at Li Mo and said in her heart: "I really can't believe it. All the masters of the younger generation in Beicheng died in his hands. The younger generation in Beicheng is considered broken. As long as the trial is over, all the major families will find out.
Everyone who comes is dead, and they will be furious and open up the heavens."
"This tomb should no longer be disturbed. Let it disappear from the world forever!" After Li Mo said this, he took down the picture on the stone door. The door slowly closed. When it was about to close, Li Mo removed the picture.
Throwed it in.
Unless a king appears, no one can open this royal tomb.
"Let's go back to Beicheng." When Li Mo saw Jun Zizhu, he felt like a deer jumping in his heart, flapping non-stop.
"Why are you going back to Beicheng? So many people have died. Aren't you afraid of suspicion? Those who died are all the descendants of Beicheng's senior officials. The angry Beicheng people will definitely cause a bloody storm and many people will die. At this time, you
Going back is no less than going to die."
"Don't worry, they won't doubt me. They don't think that I, a little bastard, have the ability to kill all the so-called heroes of the younger generation in Beicheng." Whenever Li Mo spoke,
It can also relax the tension towards Jun Zizhu.
"Be careful with the Ten Thousand Years Ship. You now possess earth-level talents and combat skills. Do you know what this means? This means that there will be another giant in the Nether Realm, a giant who stands at the top of the Nether Realm.
There is no one who will not be jealous. If word spreads, I am afraid you will be eaten by humans and not even your bones will be left." Jun Zizhu said very worriedly.
"No one can open this king's tomb now. I heard that there has been no king on the mainland for a long time, so no one will know these things. As for spreading the news, that won't happen, because the person who can spread the news has already
They are all dead, and now only the two of us are left. If you don’t tell me, and if I don’t tell you, no one will know.”
"You just believe me?"
"I believe in you more than I believe in myself!"
Suddenly, Jun Zizhu's eyes were filled with tears, and her dark eyes, coupled with her white and tender skin, looked alluring. There was a feeling that made people want to hold her in their arms and protect her.
impulse.
Jun Zizhu really cried, no matter how ambitious or scheming he is. But she is also an ordinary girl who also has to dress and eat. After all, she is not a real fairy, she is also a human being.
Immortals all have emotions and desires, let alone a mortal.
Li Mo's words deeply moved her. At this moment, he had the idea of retiring to the countryside with Li Mo and hiding from the world.
But it was only a moment. After a moment, she threw this thought behind her mind and left it without a trace, because she wanted to be the king of the Netherland.
"Seventeen Lang, you are so kind to me!"
"Haha, if I'm not nice to Zhu'er, who else should I be nice to?" Li Mo said with a smile. After speaking, he took out two booklets from the storage bag.
These two booklets are pure paper, small and exquisite, with capital seal script on them. One has three words "Zixia Sutra" written on it, and the other has more words "Thirty-Six Strategies to Become a Master and Kill"
”.
"A local ancient scripture and a local combat skill, I think it will be helpful to your cultivation. I hope that my Pearl can spread its wings and fly into the sky one day." Li Mo actually obtained the earth through life and death.
The treasure was given to Jun Zizhu.
"You gave it to me, what will you do?" Although Jun Zizhu said this, her jade hands had already taken the two booklets and put them in the most intimate place in her arms.
"Haha, it's okay. I have ancient scriptures to practice, so I don't need this." In fact, Li Mo wants to practice the Zixia ancient scriptures. After all, this is a complete set of ancient scriptures, which is better than his ancient scriptures that only have the Shimeng realm.
Many times, but his love for Jun Zizhu made him decide to give her away. In his eyes, love is the most important, and this is how a man should be.
"By the way, I must propose marriage when I go back this time!" After hearing Jun Zizhu's words, Li Mo couldn't find the north. He only felt that his whole body was hot and wrapped in coals.
"No matter how difficult it is, I will definitely go there."
"Well! Let's go then!"
Jun Zizhu held Li Mo's hand, stood on tiptoe, and left the tomb of the king.