Jimo Ya nodded, "Send someone to inform the royal family that this should be a flying bird-shaped monster. The bird monster likes food like insects, snakes and rats the most. Let the royal family make an announcement immediately so that these spirit treasures can fly." Teacher, don't go out recently."
Mo Wu responded and left.
"Young master, someone has seen the ant colony in Wang Yushi's house, and they all crawled over from the illusion mansion. In the illusion mansion, there are often ant colonies. The young miss of the illusion family can control the ant colony, which is very suspicious. My subordinates suggest monitoring it day and night. This person, it is impossible to say that she has any necessary connection with the big demon." The remaining Mo Liu said.
"Jimo Ya hadn't spoken yet, but Mo Si rushed in again at some point, and said, "Impossible! "
Seeing the clear eyes of his young master, Mo Si patted his chest and said, "Why is it impossible, Mo Liu, do you know? If it is a big monster, then his IQ is definitely not a problem , it is impossible to provoke our young master, what state is our young master now? True spiritual master, true spiritual master! Unless the big monster is impatient, he will never snatch the young master's boots and throw them into the latrine …”
Just when Jimo Ya's face turned dark, Mo Si's flattery came up again, "Also, if Miss Huan is really possessed by a monster, will our young master not feel it? Our young master has eaten all of it today." Miss Huan made chestnut rice, spring mushroom and phoenix bone pot! The lonely men and widows stayed in that pagoda for so long, the low-level spiritual delicacies, the phoenix bone pot with a hundred spiritual energy worth a bowl, our young master even I ate six bowls…”
"Bloated!" Mo Si was photographed flying out of the Nian Hua Pavilion this time.
I don't know how many streets were flown away...
Mo observes the nose with six eyes, the nose observes the heart, and the heart is Mo with four points of wax.
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A quiet mountain forest, thatched bamboo houses, clear streams and shallow fences, wild cranes in the clouds.
On the second floor of the bamboo house, an old man with white hair and a childlike face was exercising his kung fu with both hands, and a large amount of aura circles surged like a tide, wrapping a weak young man not far in front of him, and performing aura fumigation...
This bamboo house is not a simple bamboo house either. There are obviously sophisticated spirit gathering formations in front of and behind the house. Otherwise, it would be impossible to have such a strong spiritual energy near the capital of Chuiyun Emperor.
This spirit-gathering array, as for gathering all the spirit energy within a radius of a hundred miles, was used by him.
After a long time, the old man stopped, and he was not panting, but the young man who was fumigated by spiritual energy was panting.
"Thank you, Patriarch."
The old man sighed, "Yu'er, it's a pity that Huan Beiming's body was burned, otherwise, maybe there is hope for your illness to be eradicated."
The young man was thin and thin, but his appearance was not bad. He was soft and handsome, and his complexion was very fair.
"No one knew that the big girl of the Huan family was so stubborn that she was actually set on fire. However, there is really nothing in Huan Beiming's ashes..."
The old man shook his head, "I'm not sure if it's true for the time being, but you can arrange some people to go to the Huan Mansion closely to see if any of Mrs Huan and her children know this secret, maybe there will be a turning point..."
But the old man knows this and his hope is slim. If he is Huan Beiming, he will definitely not tell anyone this secret of life and death. Who knows it will be a dead end.
The young man agreed.
He said again, "It's all because that big monster is playing tricks. If it had told us about Huan Beiming's strange condition earlier, we wouldn't have to wait for him to die. The grandson would directly declare the living Huan Beiming into the palace, and everything would be easy to talk about." gone."