There was not much movement in the ancestral hall. They were all battles in the spiritual space. However, the overflowing energy fluctuations still made Mo Xingchen and Xia Zi who woke up not far from the door feel scared.
That kind of fluctuation goes straight into the brain, and the coldness and coldness can almost freeze the mind. Until Long Xing went out, they were still trembling in the corner. But the next scene made Long Xing's head dizzy.
That cold air is good at inducing people to show their inner ugliness, and it can also completely corrode and destroy people's thinking consciousness. Therefore, the two people who were not far outside the ancestral hall were subjected to severe physical and mental tests.
As a descendant of the Mo family, Mo Xingchen also has Mo energy flowing in his body, but it is too thin. It is this energy that becomes increasingly painful under the erosion of the cold black air.
It seems that the cold and cold energy can control the ink-colored energy in the blood and absorb the essence and blood energy in it. It's like the people of the Mo family are living food in captivity. Once the cold and cold energy is needed, their essence and blood energy can be sucked away at any time.
The terrifying nature of Mr. Mo was demonstrated once when the bell on the top of the mountain rang last time.
People who think of raising their own bloodline for their own use often have dark personalities. In addition to the pursuit of absolute power, they even ignore family ties and blood inheritance.
The vicious cultivation techniques are also embarrassing to people, and often all it takes is a fuse to detonate the evil in their hearts! Affected by this cold and cold air, Mo Xingchen's own thinking and consciousness also mutated.
Next to the dumbfounded and trembling Xia Zi, Mo Xingchen's eyes were shining. There was something different in his eyes when he looked at Xia Zi, and he became excited.
I originally thought that in addition to Xia Zi's unique skills, her title of Holding Hands Guanyin also made her different from ordinary people. Her face and figure are beautiful and charming, and she has a youthful air. Mo Xingchen didn't think about that, he just wanted to use her to help him steal Mo Lian.
But after the cold air eroded, his thinking experienced additional tests, and his senses and cognition changed. Wouldn't this give him an excellent opportunity?
Mo Xingchen is still a young boy after all. No matter how strong his determination is and how pure his heart is, he still has the spark of youth under the erosion of the cold air. The inner ugliness is left behind, and all that is left is desire and impulse.
Therefore, Mo Xingchen did not hesitate, stretched out his hand to hug Xia Zi beside him, and his hands began to be dishonest, touching places he shouldn't touch in a panic.
Mo Xingchen looked excited, and even licked the corner of his mouth, showing a cruel smile of joy.
At this moment, he felt no shame or guilt at all. Xia Zi's dazed eyes were obviously frightened, but her mind was also eroded unlike Mo Xingchen's.
She already had a crush on Mo Xingchen, and her feeling of devotion to the beauty became stronger. She is still a young beauty, and she is willing to sacrifice her body to repay Brother Chen in front of her.
And when they made some moves and their clothes were almost torn, laughter sounded from behind them, and it turned out that there was someone spying not far away. It's just that he wasn't discovered through the corner,
Seeing this scene, the man in the corner let out a deep dark laugh again. Interesting, so interesting! The man's thinking seemed to be eroded by the cold air seeping out of him.
Seeing the movements and expressions of the two young men and women, the person in the corner seemed to be very excited, and he followed suit and moved closer. Appreciation and jealousy make men hesitate and immediately choose to rob!
This is the ugliness of human nature! Terrible human heart!
Two men and one woman were entangled together, and the scene was unsightly.
However, the girl Xia Zi did not show any trace of fear. In addition to being stunned by the cold air, the trembling of her body was a physiological instinct. Perhaps she was not aware of her own danger.
"Puff" made two muffled sounds.
When Long Xing saw the three people entangled together, he realized something and kicked the two men to the ground. As soon as the Niwan Palace moved, the spiritual power was instantly released, invading the minds of the three people and driving away the cold air.
The chaotic scene was brought under control. Xia Zi looked confused, her beautiful big eyes shyly and quietly looking at Long Xing in front of her. The hands seemed to have forgotten to cover the exposed skin.
"Get dressed quickly. The night here is very cold. You are not suitable to stay here." Long Xing glanced at Xia Zi and said.
"ah!"
At this time, Xia Zi panicked, tightened her clothes on her chest, squatted down, and buried her head between her legs, not daring to look at Long Xing.
After waking up, Mo Xingchen and the person who came after him also hurriedly stood up and looked at Long Xing in horror.
The man turned out to be the guard of the ancestral hall. He slipped home and warmed his bed for a while before returning. He was eroded by the cold air and joined the embarrassing scene to release his own desires.
"You no longer need to guard the ancestral hall here. The old man has come back. You can go home if nothing happens!" Long Xing said to the two of them in a calm tone.
Mo Xingchen knew that he had done something stupid, and the guard was even more frightened. In their eyes, Long Xing was the head of the family, so they dared to take another look at him.
Mo Xingchen picked up Xia Zi and hurriedly disappeared into the backyard. The guard also retreated, turned around and fled the scene.
The quietness unique to the night was restored around the ancestral hall.
This is a rather dark room. In the room, a dark purple light is beating. The dark fluorescence is extremely weak and suppressed by the darkness.
Expanding his sight, he could see two black figures in the darkness. One of them seemed to be sitting behind a round table. His body was covered in a wide monk's robe, and a dark aura came from it. Slowly spread out in the body.
Another figure stood upright in front of the table, not daring to express his dignity.
The atmosphere in the room was quite depressing. After a long while, the sitting black figure suddenly stretched out his sleeves and placed a pale palm on the table, tapping it gently.
"Did you lose the puppet? You still have the nerve to say, it's useless! I just saw it and it has already been accepted by that little guy."
A hoarse and indifferent voice came from under the monk's robe.
If Long Xing were here, he would definitely recognize that the person who spoke was none other than Mr. Mo, who had just had a soul-body fight, and that the man in black robe turned out to be the one who snatched the white-haired zombie king from Long Xing.
And the missing puppet that Mr. Mo mentioned was the puppet body occupied by the psychic tiger.
"Well, the master taught me a lesson. And even the zombie king has disappeared. I'm afraid that the monk and host Budai will ruin my good deeds, otherwise I will still have a chance to get the puppet back."
In the room, a man in black robe moved and said in a low voice.
"Then it seems that the Zombie King has also been discovered by them..." Mr. Mo was silent for a moment and said hoarsely.
"Master, do you need to take action? It's easier to do anything except the Budai monk and the host!" the man in black robe asked.
"Idiot! If I could take action, I would wait until now!" Mr. Mo said angrily, waving his pale palms.
