Chapter 439 The cunning guest, come to fight (6)
Chapter 439 The cunning guest, come to fight (6)
Chapter 439 The cunning guest, come to fight (6)
Taking advantage of the dark sky, Mo Xiaoyao came to the street after she settled down Chang Er.
The palace of Pingcui was breached, but the capital city was not devastated because the general who defended the city opened the gate ahead of time.
Therefore, although blood flowed like rivers in the royal palace, the royal capital was still as prosperous as yesterday.It's just that there are many more soldiers on the road now, constantly looking for Wang Mo's trace.
Wang Mo is now 15 years old, and her figure has already grown. If Mo Xiaoyao was not a monster, and the tree of reincarnation had already formed a shape, she might really not be able to use the blindfold method to transform her figure into a man's appearance.
When it comes to spells, I have to say that Mo Xiaoyao was pleasantly surprised when he suddenly discovered that this world was full of monster energy.
You know, even though she hasn't figured out how she got into this world until now, and she hasn't figured out whether she is wearing a body or a soul, but as long as she has a monster aura, she can practice it. It doesn't matter.
She was satisfied with the environment in this world, thinking about how to determine her position, if only she could have a map.
But according to Wang Mo's memory, the map of this world is almost a legendary thing.After all, although carriages have appeared in this era, horses are not something that ordinary people can have.
It seems that we should go with this caravan.But before that, she still needs to "rob the rich and help the poor" before she can go on the road.
After rubbing her empty stomach again, Mo Xiaoyao couldn't help but feel helpless—she still wanted to go to the palace.If she wanted not to violate her conscience and harm the interests of the masses, she now had no choice but to go back to the original owner's house and get back her own family's money.
While walking, Mo Xiaoyao twirled the jade bracelet on her wrist.Her original destiny was to transform into a black jade-like bracelet at some point, and in this bracelet, she clearly felt the breath of the reincarnation causal tree species connected with her blood.
She flipped through the book "On How the Karma Tree of Reincarnation Was Forged" in the demon soul, and in the last line of the article on the condensation of tree species, it recorded a habit of the Karma tree species:
When the tree species is formed, it will automatically absorb the surrounding demon energy or demon power.The most favorite place to hide is the Xitu, followed by the birthstone.Only in these two places, the tree species will not dry up and die.
Mo Xiaoyao didn't have time to put the seeds into the resting soil of the back mountain before, so it's not surprising that her tree seeds are attached to the natal stone.It's just that it turned into a jade bracelet, but there is no mention of it in the exercises.
After recalling the information in her mind, her people had also turned left and right into a circle of buildings outside the palace.
Seeing a guard post ten steps outside the palace wall from a distance, Mo Xiaoyao rolled his eyes, curled up the corner of his mouth, and crushed a large piece of earth and stone picked up from the street into dust.
Immediately afterwards, a demonic wind blew up in the capital of Pingcui King.
This evil wind originally originated from the courtyards of all the wealthy households in the city, and the clothes that hadn't been put away in time, the firewood in the courtyard, and the shovels for sweeping the floor were all blown up by the evil wind.
Then these monster winds seemed to have been summoned by some kind, and they all gathered towards Suzaku Street in the south of the capital.The whistling wind blows from Suzaku Street all the way to the Suzaku Gate of the palace, and then is blocked by the tall palace wall, directly overturning the dozen or so guards on both sides.
The chaos of the guards outside the wall naturally aroused the vigilance of the guards in the palace. They did not open the door in a panic, but heard the continuous whistling of the wind hitting the door, as if countless huge wooden stakes were hitting the door one after another.
In the chaos, no one noticed that a black figure was striding forward like a rabbit, taking advantage of the various leaves, rags, and shovels floating in the wind, and climbed onto the wall in two or three steps.
(End of this chapter)
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