"But I don't like being a dog, nor do I like urinating while raising my legs.

"A slightly weak voice sounded, Xia Yunmo raised his head, and his eyes flashed with an unseen light, like a torch.

Nangong Canhua stagnated for a moment, and suddenly his arm retreated like an electric shock. His body seemed to be pulled by a silk thread, sweeping towards the other end, and at the same time issued an order to the eight masters.

"Kill him!"

Nangong Canhua felt a sense of horror. He didn't know why Xia Yunmo could escape from the Soul Transfer Technique.

But the sense of danger brought to him by Xia Yunmo at this time was too strong, so strong that even if he gave up making the most perfect puppet, he would have to say that Xia Yunmo would kill him.

To eliminate future troubles.

However, his orders were still one step slower.

Xia Yunmo suddenly exerted his lightness skills to the extreme, turning into a bolt of lightning, and suddenly blasted at Nangong Canhua with a palm.

Nangong Canhua hurriedly tried to resist, but the difference in martial arts between the two was obvious. Xia Yunmo was blowing his physical energy without any violence and burst out with all his strength.

The power of this palm is so powerful that looking at the whole world, there are only a few who can follow. Nangong Canhua is obviously not listed here.

But with a "boom", Nangong Canhua flew back several feet away, knocking the wall behind her, spitting blood, her face pale, and fell to the ground, fainting directly.

When he was dizzy, the eight masters became stunned and motionless.

Xia Yunmo ignored his injuries and stood up, walked to Nangong Canhua's side, flipped his palms, sealing all the big trajectories on Nangong Canhua's body, making him unable to speak, unable to hear, and unable to move at all. Then he breathed a sigh of relief.

The secret spiritual method is too strange. Xia Yunmo is unwilling to take risks and is killed by someone.

If it weren't for the last trip, the unethical Taoist lit up his forehead and planted a spiritual mark to resist the power of some of the soul-moving techniques, he might be in danger now.

Xia Yunmo sat cross-legged, circulating the true energy of the sun, and wandering all over his body.

After about a quarter of an hour, Xia Yunmo opened his eyes again. Although he has not yet recovered his peak strength, he has also had a certain amount of self-protection.

Xia Yunmo turned around and searched Nangong Canhua to see if he could find out the secrets about the "Spiritual Secret Method". Unfortunately, the last one he got was only a jade flute and several large silver notes.

"Thank you for not doing anything recklessly at the beginning."

Xia Yunmo breathed a long sigh. If he had been alone and had captured Nangong Canhua without any information, even if he was lucky enough to find and capture Nangong Canhua, it would be difficult to obtain the Soul Transfer Technique.

Nangong Canhua did not carry the secrets about the "Spiritual Secret Method" with her. If she used "Yin and Yang bondage" to force her confession, Xia Yunmo felt a little worried.

This awake Nangong Canhua is a time bomb that may explode at any time. Not only will it blow up, but it will also destroy everything in the circumference.

Next, we will bring Nangong Canhua back to Qixia Town.

But this is not his business, and there are unethical and moral arrangements at the end of the follow-up.

...

The night is as cool as water.

This is a bustling small town that connects north and south, and runs east and west.

Today seems to be a local festival. There are traffic on the streets, crowds of people are rushing, light stands are like fire trees, and lights are like silver flowers.

Xia Yunmo was also crowded in the crowd, enjoying the prosperous scene around him, biting the cake he just bought in his mouth, looking very excited, like a child of all sizes.

If those young young people in the world who are just starting out in the world know that the rumored "Hero of Benevolence and Righteous Soul-breaking Needle" Xia Daxia looks like this, I wonder if he will fall off his chin.

Xia Yunmo likes this world, the crowd, the excitement, and the wine and food.

His nature is difficult to change in these things.

But I don’t know if I will become a legendary land god in my martial arts. I will be “too high and forget my feelings” and will be bored with everything in the world, like looking down on all living beings from the clouds.

If this is true, I no longer have my original intention, will I still be myself in the future? Will I still be as happy as I am now?

Xia Yunmo shook his head, threw away these strange ideas, and continued to walk among the crowd.

This was five days after he captured Nangong Canhua. Nangong Canhua was sent back to Qixia Town by the unethical Taoist. Because he was injured, he delayed two days of recovery.

And a small town is where he will pass when he returns to Qixia Town.

When he saw that this small town was going to hold a festival celebration, he stayed to take a look, gained a lot of knowledge and saw the excitement.

Although the style of this small town is not unique and unique, it does open his eyes and have a lot of fun. The only pity is that alone is a little bored.

As time passed, the crowd at the celebration gradually dissipated, but the lights were still there.

Xia Yunmo yawned and was about to answer the inn, but suddenly he was stunned. A gleam appeared in his eyes. He touched his waist with his hand, and the white jade flute disappeared.

"Good boy, he stole something and came to Grandpa. He is really a character."

The moment he noticed that the fireworks in the sky bloomed, he was slightly ecstatic, and the jade flute on his waist was passed away.

This white jade flute was taken from Nangong Canhua. The white jade is flawless and extremely strong. Even if it is a slashing knife, it cannot be damaged.

According to Xia Yunmo's estimate, perhaps this white jade flute will be of helpful help in the use of the "Spiritual Secret Technique".

But I didn't expect that I was stolen today.

If he was able to steal the flute without him being aware of it, the person who came was so skillful and skillful, I am afraid there were not many people in the world.

Stealing the Saint White Jade Soup?

The thief's god is lifeless?

It took only five or six breaths before the flute was stolen, and there was no light skills around to leave quickly, so the person should be still nearby.

But……

Xia Yunmo's eyes swept away.

Although there are many people now, there are still many, so it is difficult to find.

Beat them all?

It seems to be a little troublesome.

Xia Yunmo's thoughts were flying, and in a blink of an eye, he had an idea. His eyes were condensed, he took a deep breath, his lips opened, and a faint sound was made.

"Hey, boy, can you run away after you take my Xia Yunmo's stuff?"

His voice sounds like a line, and although it is small, it can penetrate a range of twenty feet in a radius.

Ordinary people will only feel that the sound is vague and unheard. But if you are a martial arts master, you can hear it very clearly.

Xia Yunmo looked at the sound and suddenly saw a figure in the distance. His aura was leaking, and he was clearly a master.

"I said, boy, you can't escape."
Chapter completed!