Chapter 149 The goddess of the night Mo Yi shocked everyone "Dear Master, what are your orders?" In front of outsiders, Mo Yi still gave Su Yunxiao a lot of face. This dark beauty with bloody eyes and black hair attracted everyone's attention as soon as she appeared, even Saint Astraea was no exception. Manzhushahua! No one present except Astraea could recognize the royal family of the Shadowborn clan. With the arrival of Mo Yi, enchanting red Bianhua flowers grew on the ground. They are cold and gorgeous, exuding a unique dark atmosphere. "It's not difficult to help me shield the aura among these low-level undead, isn't it?" Su Yunxiao picked up a particularly bright flower of the other side and put it gently on Mo Yi's dark hair. "Follow your wishes, Master." Mo Yi focused a stream of dark creature's demonic power on Su Yunxiao. As long as there is no powerful leader of the undead, those low-level corpses and skeletons will not attack Su Yunxiao. The source of darkness is much easier to use than gray garlic.
Gray garlic blocks the breath of living people, while Mo Yi directly turns Su Yunxiao's breath into a dark creature. "Okay, this way you don't have to worry about being attacked by the undead." Su Yunxiao smiled brightly. "Old Su, where did you kidnap this beautiful lady?" Mo Fan's eyes lit up. Wearing a bold dark dress, the alluring and cold night goddess Mo Yike is much more powerful than the veiled woman. The lsp of the short man was also briefly distracted. Mo Yi's beauty seems to be out of this world. She is the supreme in the dark plane and has a stunning appearance. After being nourished by Su Yunxiao, she became more mature woman-like. Mo Yi is the kind of woman who can easily arouse impulses in others just by looking at her. Like a high and mighty queen, everyone who looks at her wants to conquer her. Su Yunxiao turned around: "I'm a nice person, and people are willing to serve me." "Pah~" After saying that, he patted Mo Yi's butt hard, and the round and plump feeling was intoxicating. "That~" Mo Fan hesitated to speak, but Su Yunxiao said bluntly: "Help shield the aura, one million per person." "Ah, this..." Mo Fan helplessly swallowed the gray garlic. No matter how unpleasant it was, it was better than spending 100 million. Su Yunxiao is really dark and would not be happy to waste even a little effort. In fact, it was not that Su Yunxiao was unwilling, but that Mo Yi was unwilling. Arrogant, she can serve her master, but will not help others. "Fan, this is not my wish, it is actually her..." Mo Fan showed a wicked smile: "I understand, I forget my true love."
He is not a fool, so why can't he see the arrogance of the woman in black skirt. Mo Yi's look made everyone present except Su Yunxiao seem to be trash. She is a demon but not a human being, so she naturally does not take human beings seriously. "Short man, stop looking, your eyes will fly out if you look again." Mo Fan noticed that the blood-red flowers on the other side of the world were growing closer and he hurriedly warned. The lust-obsessed short man came to his senses, and the manzhushahuatengman that clung to his ankle came and went without a trace. "Thank you, brother." the short man said to Mo Fan. He has never seen a woman as cold and arrogant as Mo Yi. In other words, she is not human at all. Su Yunxiao squeezed Mo Yi's hand and said, "I'm a bit disobedient, please forgive me." "It's okay, it's okay. Let's hurry up and hurry up." The short man would not offend Su Yunxiao's thigh. He could save his life at the critical moment. Continuing to move forward, Ye Meng'a slowly approached Su Yunxiao and asked in a low voice: "How did you summon Manzhu Shahua?" The former Feng Sheng Sheng is now Manzhu Shahua. It is difficult for this saintly lady not to suspect that Su Yunxiao is a powerful summoning mage. But what puzzled her was why Su Yunxiao called out Manzhushahua without star trails, star maps, or sacrifices. Manzhu Shahua has a very high status in the dark plane, and is an extremely noble dark creature in Europe. It is extremely difficult to summon them to fight, and the conditions for summoning them are also very harsh. Su Yunxiao can call out with just one sentence, and Mo Yi respects him extremely. It's hard for Astraea not to doubt Su Yunxiao's identity. The Holy Son of the Shadowborn clan in the Dark Plane is not an exaggeration, right? "Lord Saint, it's a secret." Su Yunxiao leaned close to her ear and whispered. After asking to no avail, Ye Mengwei didn't want to be entangled, and slowly distanced herself from Su Yunxiao. Mo Yiduo glanced at Ye Meng'a twice and smelled the dark aura on her body. With the protection of Hui Suan and Mo Yi, there will be no problems as long as he is careful not to seek death on the road. "There is Yangyang Village ahead, we can go there to rest." The short man pointed down the hillside and said. The strong man reminded: "The village has rules, you'd better abide by them when you go in." Arriving at the hillside smoothly, I looked down and saw that there was no human village living among the undead as the short man and the strong man said. Some are just abandoned and messy piles of wood and pitted black caves. Ye Mengwei's entourage said angrily: "Are you kidding us?" The short man looked at the strong man, his expression turned ugly. The strong man's eyes widened with astonishment on his face. He couldn't believe that the village had become a ruin. He rushed down the hillside like a madman, running wildly on the ruins in despair, even if there were a few undead walking around, he didn't care.
There are traces of fire burning in the village. There are no corpses, so they may have migrated. With this in mind, everyone headed to the next village. Lihua Village is about two days away from Yangyang Village, and I originally planned to replenish gray garlic here. But the village was destroyed and they had a shortage of gray garlic. The use of gray garlic must be reduced on the next journey to ensure that the next stop can be reached. The undead at night are free and ferocious, and all humans who appear in the territory are their food. Gray Garlic forces the team to fight against the undead in the short term. Those who still had some hope for Su Yunxiao were determined to fight the undead because of Mo Yi's disappearance. If you have been timid for a long time, you should let go and take action. At least that's what Su Yunxiao thinks, the undead have nothing to be afraid of. The combat power of this team is not weak. Mo Fan and Ye Mengwei are both first-class powerful mages, and they can handle even the big corpse generals. Su Yunxiao fished all the way, but he also blocked some low-level undead. Everyone worked together to hold on until dawn. Except for Su Yunxiao, everyone turned into a drowned rat. Even the noble saint Astraea's veil flew to no one knows where, and her water-stained pretty face was charming. Her dress and hair were wet and clinging to her body, and her figure was indescribably beautiful. Everyone took shelter from the rain in a cave and changed their wet clothes to prevent colds. Deep in the cave, Ye Meng'a and Liu Ru walked in, and soon there was the sound of taking off clothes. The eyes of the two wretched men, Short Man and Mo Fan, were straightened. However, two men, Ali and Asin, were guarding the cave, and it was pitch dark in the cave, so they couldn't see anything. "If you look around again, I'll dig out your eyes." Asin, the old-fashioned follower, sternly scolded the short man with sinister eyebrows and rat-like eyes. "Where's Lao Su?" Mo Fan looked around. Su Yunxiao patted Mo Fan on the shoulder: "Here it is. Not everyone is as vulgar as you." (End of this chapter)