Mo Huaren glanced at Mo Lin, and the voice was engraved on his heart like a knife. "Mo Lin, are you back now? I'm not asking you to kill openly, so you won't do it secretly?"

Mo Lin did not hesitate anymore and said hurriedly: "Master, don't worry, I will upgrade my martial arts to the acquired ninth level tonight. I went to Zhanhai City to kill Mo Huasong, who has no strength to tie a chicken. It will be no trouble."

of."

Seeing that Mo Lin was enlightened, Mo Huaren smiled and said: "That's it, you don't have to worry, I am here in the capital. Originally, I am so powerful now, Mo Huasong is not in trouble. But he and Hong Yaxuan are still engaged, so

He must die."

Mo Lin understood what it meant and hurriedly complimented: "Young Master and Miss Hong Yaxuan are a match made in heaven and earth. How can Mo Huasong, a waste of money, be able to compare with you? Young Master, don't worry, I'll go to Zhan."

The sea market will definitely lead to Mo Huasong's death."

"Well, you've worked hard, go back and rest." Mo Huaren waved to see the guest off.

Mo Lin returned to his room, immediately took the Tiyuan Pill, sat cross-legged and practiced Qigong.

Mo Huasong has been practicing in Xianhe No. 1 for three days and cured all his injuries.

When he found that the black ghost fire in his body had returned to its previous state, he couldn't help but be secretly surprised.

When the Black Ghost Fire was destroyed and reborn, it was only a small size. Now it has become so big and powerful. Mo Huasong felt that it was now at least twice as powerful as before.

"Come out." Mo Huasong called softly, and the black ghost fire came out directly.

Today's black ghost fire is a bit darker than before, making people feel like ink.

Sword Spirit also jumped out and looked at the Black Will-o' Fire carefully: "Master, do you think the current Black Will-O's Fire is very ugly?"

"You look ugly." Suddenly, a weak voice came out of the black thing.

"Who is it? Who is talking?" Sword Spirit looked around vigilantly.

You must know that she has a spiritual connection with Mo Huasong, so that Mo Huasong can see her. If it were someone else, she would not be able to see her existence.

Just like when Bai Luoran appeared that day, as long as the sword spirit didn't attack, Bai Luoran didn't notice her existence?

"What are you looking at? Didn't you see me here?" At this time, a small phantom appeared from the black shadow, but the phantom was a bit dark. At a glance, it was obvious that it was a black ghost fire.

"You're so handsome." Sword Spirit scolded angrily: "Eh? Black ghost fire, you can actually make a fire spirit?"

When an object has a spiritual body, it is alive. As long as its spiritual body is not destroyed, it can continue to live and grow.

Like the black ghost fire, it is because it has a spiritual body, so after its body is destroyed by Bai Luoran, its spiritual body is still there, so it can recover.

But Black Wisp's recovery in such a short period of time is really unbelievable.

"Of course, I am better than you, so of course I will have a spirit body?" the fire spirit of Black Ghost Fire smiled proudly.

Sword Spirit rolled his eyes at Huo Ling and said: "Just brag. After the master took you in, why didn't you show up? I guess you were old and out of date before, and then you were killed by Bai Luoran, and now you have another chance.

It just grew out."

When Huo Ling heard what Sword Spirit said, he coughed softly. "Ahem, little girl, you can't be broken. Fortunately, the elder let me out. Otherwise, if I had been restrained, I would have died soon."

Destroyed by time."

Having said this, Huo Ling looked scared.

He didn't know how many years he had been in it, and nothing lasted forever.

No matter how powerful he is, after tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of years, everything will turn into dust.

If the elder hadn't fought Mo Huasong to free himself that time, he didn't know what it would have been like.

"Damn it, Bai Luoran from Xuan Palace, right? I will definitely kill her in the future." Huo Ling yelled angrily.

Sword Spirit said angrily: "Okay, nigger, you have so little ability, how can you beat a master at the Golden Core stage?"

"I, I just can't defeat her for the time being. Give me a little more time and I will definitely be able to kill her. Didn't she say three years? By that time, I will roast her into ashes." Huo Ling smiled slyly. "Also.

, little girl, my name is not nigger, my name is nigger Fire Grandpa.”

"Your head, show me your true form and let me see it." Sword Spirit jumped in front of Hei Guihuo, with his hands on his waist and his chest bulging, looking very angry and cute.

The Fire Spirit seemed a little afraid of the Sword Spirit, but after just a moment, he revealed his true form, which was a boy about eight years old with very dark skin.

"Hahaha, you said you're not a nigger, does anyone still believe it?" Sword Spirit burst out laughing, making Fire Spirit next to him very embarrassed.

"Okay, Sword Spirit, don't laugh. I'm just a little dark for now. When I advance, I won't be so dark." The Fire Spirit ignored the Sword Spirit, and with a "chi" sound, he shrank back to Mo.

Hua Song’s body.

Mo Huasong asked: "Huo Ling, how many years have you lived?"

When Mo Huasong saw the black ghost fire, he found that he had an ancient aura that made others unpredictable.

"I don't know about this anymore. It seems to have been tens of millions of years, right?" Huo Ling was a little confused. "I was locked up at that time, and my memory was still there at first. But as time went by, I didn't have much thinking, and I couldn't remember it.

I don’t know what’s going on. It’s just now that I see this world and it feels very strange.”

Mo Huasong saw that he couldn't ask about anything for the time being, so he stopped asking.

Mo Huasong practiced in Xianhe No. 1 for three days, and the spiritual energy here had been absorbed.

"Master, let's go to the world of cultivation." Sword Spirit said.

"Wait a little longer." Mo Huasong shook his head.

Although he is very strong now, the world of cultivation is not as strong as the secular world.

He wanted to continue practicing and wait until Liu Lanxi went over together.

"Ring, ring, ring." Mo Huasong's cell phone rang. It was Su Weidong calling.

"Hey, Wei Dong." Mo Huasong said.

"Hua Song, tomorrow is Xiao Jie's concert. Don't you know Xiao Jie? Can you get us two tickets? We will pay for it." Su Weidong asked.

Mo Huasong disagreed when he heard it, and said angrily: "Su Weidong, do you still think of me as your brother? It's just two tickets for Xiao Jie's concert, what more money do you need? Don't say two, just twenty.

There’s no problem. I’ll call Xiao Jie now.”

"Sorry to trouble you, Hua Song." Su Weidong happily hung up the phone.

Mo Huasong called Xiao Jie and found that no one answered.

"It seems that Xiao Jie is rehearsing." Mo Huasong thought to himself.

"Master, I don't think Xiao Jie is rehearsing, she is trying to show off to you." A voice suddenly came out from Huo Ling.

Sword Spirit cursed angrily: "Fire Spirit, you are sowing discord, which is very bad."

"Little girl, what do you know? If Xiao Jie dares not to listen to the master's call, he will be punished with death." Huo Ling said angrily. "Master, women are useless if they are not beaten. You must not be soft-hearted in the future.

do not mention it."
Chapter completed!