"you… "
Li Heng hesitated to speak. Mo was clearly wearing a red dress before, so why did he suddenly turn into a white dress
Mo smiled back and said shyly: "This is the mother's bedroom. When I first came in, the formation in the palace noticed the breath of the Phoenix blood, and my clothes were covered by..."
Li Heng's eyes lingered on her without concealment, and the suppressed desire in his heart surged out, and his voice was muted: "How does the Phoenix Empress know that you will have no clothes?"
The toner-pink cheeks turned red with a blink, and the eyelashes quivered slightly, and the voice was also trembling, "Here is the heritage of the empress, and the clothes can't bear it..."
She couldn't continue. Li Heng stared at her with scorching hot eyes. He was shy and didn't dare to raise his head. Now there was an electric current in his body, which caused waves of tremors as he walked away with his eyes.
The dazzling sunlight illuminates the hot desert. No one is close to this palace, and no one knows. The temperature in the palace is hotter than the desert, the spring tide is surging, and Wushan is raining.
The night slowly climbed up, and the soft chants in the palace finally calmed down.
Li Heng sighed contentedly, stroked Mo Xiang's slippery back with pity, and said softly, "Does it hurt?"
Mo's body was not tired, and she could even feel the warm current gushing out of the Linghai. Soon, she could no longer feel any strangeness in the sore place, but she was ashamed and timid, and she just wanted to hide herself.
The picture in her mind still remained at everything she had just experienced. She didn't know why she was like that...
The two were immersed in tenderness and honey, and when they came back to their senses, the palace was still as before, but the formation that had been emitting soft light outside disappeared at some point.
Mo lowered his head to sit on the side, Yu Guang glanced at the side, feeling that Li Heng was already dressed, he was relieved in his heart, and quickly put on his cloak.
"Hey, you broke into the realm of the immortal king because of the inheritance of the female emperor, and it is not stable now," Li Heng knew that Mo was embarrassed and didn't say anything, just said: "You are here to adjust your breath, I will go around."
Mo bit his mouth and nodded slightly, embarrassed to admit that, in fact, after last night, the inheritance of the Empress had been absorbed by her, which may be the reason for Li Heng, but how could such a shameful thing be said
Li Heng turned around, the space in the hall was a little different from what you saw outside the hall. In addition to the sleeping hall, there were two rooms next to him. One was a study room and the other was a place for storing things.
He stopped in the study, took a random copy, flipped it, put it back casually, turned around, and when he returned to the sleeping hall, Mo stood in the hall and looked forward as if in a daze.
"what's happenin?"
Li Heng hugged her tightly and asked in a low voice.
Mo tilted his head against his arms and whispered softly, "Should we go now?"
"Do you want to stay here?"
"... Let's go," Mo took the initiative to hug Li Heng, and said: "That voice is the remnant spirit left by the Empress. It said that there are several other palaces scattered around. Only in this way can we get a complete inheritance. I'm going to find ."
"It's okay, I'll accompany you."
Li Heng responded with a cry.
Ink made a seal on her hands, chanting words in her mouth, and the palace gradually became smaller and contained in her body.
The two went straight through the void and appeared in the agreed pool, but they did not find Nan Lingzi and the Eastern Palace disciples.
"It shouldn't be, it's been two days now, and I have climbed."
Li Heng checked the marks left, and he hadn't been passive, and there were not too many divine hidden beasts here.
"Will something happen?"
Mo understands Nan Lingzi, and with his ability, it is not difficult to find this pool, and it has been two days and two nights, and it is time to walk away from the starting point.
Li Heng asked Chaohuo, "Can you feel their position?"
After a while, Chaoshuo said through a voice transmission: "They are in front, about a dozen miles away from here."
"let's go."
Li Heng crossed directly in the direction pointed by the chaotic fire, and he couldn't take a breath for more than ten li.
"puff!"
Nan Lingzi took a breath of blood on her chest, staggered backwards a few large steps, and was held steady by the disciples of the East Palace.
"Your Shenzhou Pavilion was attacked, why should we frame us?"
Everyone in the East Palace was injured, some were already unconscious, and the others barely supported even if they were standing.
The situation of the inner disciple was a little better, with a little blood stained on his body. There were others and his own. Liang Ping was the only inner disciple who received minor injuries. This was to replace Nan Lingzi in front of him.
"Not you?"
Shenzhou Pavilion is headed by the third-ranking chief Han Qiu. The cultivation base is already the Second Heaven of the Immortal King. The disciples of the Eastern Palace are all injured by him. The corner of his mouth is hooked, and he contemptuously said: "Is there any evidence? We just had a disciple injured, you guys. Just appear, even if it’s not you, it’s inseparable from you."
Nan Lingzi's heart was ups and downs when he heard it, a sweet throat, a mouthful of blood came up, he gritted his teeth and swallowed, and said sharply: "What a great mouth, what a black heart!"
"We met the injured person halfway and we kindly sent him off, but were injured indiscriminately by you, but you think this is Dongsheng Shenzhou, you can do whatever you want?!"
"Hahahaha!" Han Qiu raised his head and laughed wildly, and said: "This is not Dongsheng Shenzhou, but unfortunately, you can't leave. The Western Wild Desert is where your bones are buried."
"Is it?"
Li Heng stepped forward, everyone only heard his voice, and then heard a "pop", Han Qiu covered his face and took a step back.
"Boss..."
Nan Lingzi's eyes were round, staring in Han Qiu's direction. Sure enough, Li Heng was there, lazily, as if it was not him who slapped Han Qiu.
"It's him… "
The disciple of the outer door of the Eastern Palace looked at the figure in a daze, with mixed feelings in his heart.
Li Heng rubbed his fingers and said, "There is waste every year, and this year is particularly large. I am a person who likes to recycle waste the most. You are just right."
"what!!"
Han Qiu roared, and an immortal sword suddenly appeared above him and pointed directly at Li Heng's eyebrows.
call out!
The immortal sword shot, but Li Heng didn't move. The sword tip instantly approached, and he was about to be stabbed by the sword. A finger appeared between his eyebrows and blocked the sharp blade.
"This sword is good."
Li Heng set his eyes on the sword body, looked at it, and seemed very satisfied.
Nan Lingzi coughed a few times and said loudly: "This sword is named Qiushui. It is one of the five top-grade immortal artifacts of Shenzhou Pavilion. It can absorb immortal power by itself, but it is a rare magic weapon."
"Then I'm not welcome."
Li Heng clamped Jian Feng with his fingers and pressed down hard. The blade screamed, as if he wanted to break free, but after a few clank sounds, it was dim and motionless.
Han Qiu spouted blood, but ignored the injury, eagerly roared: "Let go of Qiushui, how dare you?!"
Li Heng threw Qiushui into the black pot, set the pot up easily, and lightly lit it. After everything was done, he turned around and slowly counted the heads of Shenzhou Pavilion.