Chapter 969
"Don't panic Awan. It's rare for him to bring Master Sang to come. We won't even chase him away." Mu Chenfeng comforted his wife.
Don’t think he couldn’t see it. When this kid appeared today, he held his Taoist partner’s little hand and showed off in front of him, and he could tell the purpose of his visit at a glance. No wonder he got married, but he left and never came again.
He was really childish, Mu Chenfeng shook his head and sighed.
Despite this, the couple tried their best to keep the two of them for a few more days. To this end, Mu Chenfeng took out the treasured wine to entertain guests, and Mo Wanzhe sent the elders of the royal family to quickly deliver local specialty fruits and delicacies.
Just try something fresh, but the daily life is still mainly based on spiritual cake and fairy dew.
At the same time, Mu Chenfeng also told the two: "Although I have limited abilities, you must be interested in it if there is news..."
For a lifetime, an oracle came into a dream and told me that I wanted to eliminate the demons and destroy their hearts.
Hearing this, Sang Yue couldn't help but tilt her head slightly. There are actually so many demons whose weakness is the heart, why? I still remember that the weaknesses of the demon cultivator I encountered were all spiritual essences. Destroying the spiritual essence would cut off the other party’s path to rebirth.
Unexpectedly, except for the male demon who has a long-standing relationship with him, even the weakness of the demon god is heart, which is really unexpected.
Qingsu, who was beside him, glanced at the person beside him in a slightest way, and did not interrupt her bad friend when she saw that she had no reaction. The only person present to listen carefully was Mo Wan, because she had never heard Mu Chenfeng mention about the demon god, and asked urgently:
"Did the oracle tell where the heart of the demon god is?"
"No," Mu Chenfeng said regretfully, "I also asked at that time, but the oracle was no longer moving..."
"If there is no movement, it means that it doesn't know," Qingshu said calmly. "A such an important thing will never be mysterious and confusing."
Gods and demons are mortal enemies, how can you miss the opportunity to kill your opponent?
The oracle enters a dream, either a test or a god is chaotic. He has the heart but lacks strength, and has to look for an agent in the lower realm. Among the three realms, who can be more suitable for this job than Mu Chenfeng, who is a brother to the demon god?
Unfortunately, I had expected this news.
Qingsu was a little disappointed when he saw that there was not much useful information here by his old friend. Although he remained silent, Sang Yue still noticed the unhappiness in his heart, so she reached out to hold the back of his hand under the cover of the stone table, and comforted him by sending a voice:
"It doesn't matter, the boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge. Don't let these things affect your mood."
He should have said this to her. Qing Su glanced at her and clasped her backhand tightly with her ten fingers without saying a word. They felt the warmth in their tightly fit palms, and the already cool heart lake was slightly relieved.
At this moment, Qingsu knew that he was no different from Mu Chenfeng.
Everyone is afraid that the Taoist couple knows the truth about the extremely serious situation and knows that the enemy everyone is facing is invincible... Hey? No, Qingshu thought of a point and frowned and asked Mu Chenfeng:
"Since it's so difficult to kill, why is it sealed? Brother Mu knows who are involved in the seal?"
So many gods can't beat him. Can A Yue seal him with his strength alone?
It’s not that she underestimated her previous life, but that the other party was incredibly powerful. It’s hard for him to convince himself that her previous life could successfully seal the other party with just one person’s strength. Unless the other party deliberately sacrifices thousands of years of freedom to play with her
But he is a demon, not him.
"You'll ask me this," Mu Chenfeng thought intently, "It was suddenly sealed, and the immortals and gods didn't know why..."
The key is that no immortal god knows when it was sealed.
When I realized that it had not come out for a long time, I gathered the power of the immortals and gods to deduce it. The immortals and gods also wanted to know why they were sealed, and they also wanted to know who was so capable, but they have no results yet.
"..." Qingsu silently swallowed the curse that surged to his mouth, closed his eyes and complained in his heart: a bunch of waste. Until her call came from her side:
"Asu."
Huh? He opened his eyes and looked at her, with doubt floating in his eyes. "Don't be too serious," Mo Wan just brought a pot of fine wine. Sang Yue poured a cup for him and brought it to his mouth, "Take a sip to soothe."
"Flower and fruit brew, it's so sweet," he smelled the wine when he took it too close, and said truthfully, "You drink it."
Sweetness is what she likes, and he prefers mellow spirits.
"Um~" The kindness was rejected. Sang Yue looked at him sideways and insisted on holding the cup to his mouth, "Can you help me taste it?"
"..." He looked at her deeply, and finally took a sip of her hand obediently, and then suddenly exposed a bad review, "There are too many impurities and insufficient fairy spirit, so it is better for our Qingyuan Baihua Brew."
Sang Yuemo looked at Mo Wan speechlessly:
"Don't be surprised, he speaks poisonously and often offends people without any restraint."
Fortunately, Mo Wan didn't mind and smiled:
"Don't talk about you two, Chen Feng can't get used to drinking it, so he wants to brew it himself. It's the best local specialty wine, just try it."
No, the tribe members dare not take too much, but the variety of clear drinks, wine and tea is a complete range of products, which is exactly the amount of fresh taste.
Seeing that she really didn't mind, Sang Yue secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
I wanted to ask him to help her test the drugs, but it would be bad if she accidentally injured someone else by playing a flower gun. This wine was delivered by Mo Wan's family from afar. Although it was teleported, it was also his wish.
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It would be fine if the wine was poisonous, but it would be a kind-hearted person to say it.
But the wine is clear and toxic and pollution-free, and is often slandered as poisonous. It is not called playing with a flower gun, but it is called coming all the way to slap the owner in the face. He was in a bad mood, and the question of Demon God was obviously unsolvable and could not continue to talk.
Let’s talk about it, she is probably the one who will be unlucky next.
If you can't find a way to deal with the demon god, it means you can't help her deal with the male demon, so you have to start a new idea.
For example, find a way to hide her, use his own Taoist practice or magic weapon to hide her breath. That is not the future she wants. I will find an opportunity to chat with him alone later. I must give up the idea of hiding her.
"Yes, slow down first." Mu Chenfeng noticed her intention and immediately agreed, "By the way, the chessboard we played for the last time is still there. Since you are here, then continue."
He waved his hand while talking, and a stone table immediately appeared beside the coffee table.
"Forget it, keep the plate for now." Seeing that everyone was unwilling to mention the sadness of the failure of the demon seal, Qingshu no longer insisted. He stretched out his hand and the table table filled with snacks, tea and wine in front of him was moved to the side, "Play four chess, there are exactly four people."
When Mu Chenfeng heard the name of the chess, his eyebrows bounced.
"Square-Flower Chess?" Sang Yue frowned, "Is the fun of the mobile phone in my hometown?"
"It's almost the same," Qingsu knew that she had no patience with playing chess, unless it was a casual game similar to stress relief. "I used to play Brother Mu and I, but now there are four people, and you two are here to experience it."
I feel very upset and have to find something I am interested in.
"Okay," unlike Sang Yue's scalp tightening and the people around her looked inexplicable. Mo Wan had already responded with interest, "I'll go and make a pot of tea first."
"I'll go," Mu Chenfeng pushed her back to his seat, "You and Master Sang listen to him explain how to do it."
Well, Mo Wan stopped insisting and began to listen with Sang Yue.
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