In just a few breaths, the rock stopped moving.
At this moment, the rock is surrounded by five women. There is a transparent thing there, which is connected with the five women.
And in the middle of the bubble-like transparent thing, the rock was controlled by five large transparent hands.
"Killed?"
The person who asked the question was obviously the leader of the five women, but he asked Mu Xiu if he wanted to kill her.
It seems that these people were called by Mu Xiu.
It can be seen that Mu Xiu's status is clear at a glance.
"It can't be killed, but it's still useful."
Mu Xiu suddenly raised his hand, a drop of blood beating on his fingertips, trying to escape.
But an invisible force locked him, making it impossible for him to escape.
The five women understood something immediately, and they all looked at the rock with surprise in their eyes.
Mu Xiu nodded without leaving a trace and turned his hand to collect the drop of blood.
"Walk"
As soon as he left, Mu Xiu rose into the sky first, released the magic eagle, and jumped on the back of the eagle without looking back!
The holy witch from the Wood Spirit Palace was just given up.
Yes, he is already a useless person, useless, and carrying him around is a burden.
Let her fend for herself here!
You must know that Mu Ling'er is not the real contemporary holy witch of Mu Ling Palace, but like her Mu Xiu, she is the so-called heir.
But once you become a disabled person, this qualification will naturally be gone.
Everyone in Muling Palace has left.
No one wanted to pay attention to Mu Ling'er, who was crippled and unable to speak.
Listening to the noise everywhere, Mu Ling'er also knew that she had been abandoned, with a wry smile on her face.
Why should I try to make assumptions about that person? I clearly feel that something is wrong, but I still force myself to do something wrong.
In the end, he was like this, abandoned by his own people.
I'm depreesed!
Nothing more than this.
"What did you predict? Good luck or bad luck!"
A woman's voice sounded, right in front of Mu Ling'er.
Han Yanmeng saw that everyone had left, so she couldn't help but be curious and wanted to come over and ask.
There is curiosity, but more importantly, concern.
Because she still misses the rock a little bit in her heart. She has no choice but to explain some things clearly.
That person helped me.
If it weren't for that person, it's hard to say whether I could still be standing here now.
So such a person is already very important to her.
But if I want to save people, I don't have the strength. I will never be able to withstand the anger of Muling Palace on my own.
But it's okay to understand it from the side.
At least if you want to save people, you must know yourself and the enemy before you can think of a way.
Otherwise, your efforts will be in vain, and you will be unlucky as well.
Mu Ling'er smiled bitterly, can you tell me?
No way.
I have lost my ability to speak, and even if I could speak, I would not dare to speak out.
God’s will cannot be violated!
So I just shook my head, ahhhh, and looked in great pain.
It's a curse from the gods, and there's more to it than meets the eye.
The punishment is also internal, including the soul.
It can be said that Mu Ling'er at this moment is worse off than dead.
She stretched out her chicken claw-like hands and screamed indiscriminately, just hoping that the person in front of her would help her escape.
That means killing her.
But how could Han Yanmeng do this.
Han Yanmeng grabbed Mu Ling'er's hands and shook them a few times.
However, everything changed, Mu Ling'er's soul and even the pain in his body were gone.
It's that magical.
Even the hands like chicken feet have returned to their original appearance, but they no longer have the pink and tender look of a girl.
Even blind eyes can see people dimly.
This time she was shocked, and her hands quickly groped Han Yanmeng's body.
He was mumbling to himself and making quick calculations.
The old habit happened again, but this time he was facing a woman.
No wonder she was like this, everything was too dreamy, it was really like walking through a dream.
Han Yanmeng suddenly became angry, shook his hands to break away, and was about to take action.
But he saw Mu Ling'er straightening her body and paying homage.
Although her legs cannot move, it does not prevent her from making such movements.
Real kneeling three times and prostrating nine times is extremely solemn and solemn.
Han Yanmeng only thought that she was afraid and was afraid of killing her, that's why she looked like this.
The raised hand hesitated for a moment, then put it down.
"Okay, okay! I don't blame you."
Han Yanmeng was talking and wanted to help Mu Ling'er.
Mu Ling'er was frightened. If she was helped, everything would change back.
The three kneels and nine kowtows just now were in vain.
Hide back like you're pissing yourself!
"Well"
Han Yanmeng was stunned, was he so scary?
how would I not know!
Since people don't let you touch it, then you won't touch it.
"Let me ask you, is it good luck or bad luck? Just nod or shake your head and look at me."
Han Yanmeng just refused to give up and asked casually, that person's life and death was too important to her.
After all, Mu Ling'er deduced that the person was responsible.
He must have encountered some taboos, but it was unclear. That guy was just mediocre, so how could he have any taboos?
It must be something else that got him involved and was going to play a role at some point.
There are so many people like this, so they can be regarded as people with great luck, but they are just relying on other people's blessings.
That guy must be in the same situation!
Gee, I didn’t expect that!
Han Yanmeng shook his head. If this happened, the bad guy might not die.
"Great luck?"
Han Yanmeng was curious, but there was nothing he could do about it. At this point, he would not be able to sleep if he didn't figure it out.
Staring at Mu Ling'er, he still asked such a question.
Mu Ling'er hesitated, she didn't dare!
How could she dare to express anything at all? The backlash was so severe that she couldn't bear it!
Anything related to rocks is taboo for her at the moment and she dare not touch it.
But when he thought of the person he touched, his hazy eyes suddenly became brighter.
Maybe others can!
Can stop such a backlash, otherwise how could such a miraculous thing come about.
People can carry these things, and such things are a taboo for them to die without a burial place.
But it means nothing to others.
Mu Linger nodded without hesitation.
She knew exactly what she had calculated.
"That's it!"
Han Yanmeng was determined, as a person with good luck, good luck would protect him, and he would be fine for a while.
Unless the guy bound to him is also unlucky, nothing will happen.
Even if something goes wrong, the misfortune will turn into good fortune, and the misfortune will turn into good fortune.
"Then, can you calculate whether he is good luck or disaster to your Wood Spirit Palace at this moment?"
Han Yanmeng still asked such a question. This was what she wanted and the reason why she didn't leave immediately.
"Ahhhhh"
Mu Ling'er couldn't answer at all, she couldn't speak!
"Hey! I forgot that you are speechless now."
Han Yanmeng reached over, lifted Mu Ling'er's chin, and traced his fingers across his neck.
His eyes were full of pity. Such a person was originally a great beauty. It was a pity that she was now a human being, a ghost or not.
"It's a disaster, a catastrophe."
When Mu Ling'er said this, everyone was stunned, and he actually spoke.
Mu Ling'er hugged Han Yanmeng's hand and trembled all over.
He kept voluntarily stroking Han Yanmeng's hand on his neck.
She didn't dare to grab Han Yanmeng's hand to rub her neck, so she could only move forward.
"Master, Ling'er swears to God that he will serve his master in this life. If he disobeys, he will not die!"
Mu Ling'er suddenly knelt down again and swore to the sky that such a poisonous oath was very serious.
For a monk, once he makes such a vow, it is like being tied to someone else.
Even my own life is in the hands of others.
Once violated, the consequences will be serious.
Han Yanmeng was also dumbfounded. He looked back at Qiu Ju, his big eyes seemed to be asking, did I hear you right?
Although such a person as the holy witch of Muling Palace has become useless, he is still an extraordinary person even so.
But looking back, Han Yanmeng raised and lowered his hands towards Mu Ling'er.
Mu Ling'er relaxed her mind and let Han Yanmeng do whatever she wanted. She knew that her new master just wanted to help her.
But it's not that easy. The lame leg never recovered after all.
"Master, no need! Maybe it's just not time."
Mu Ling'er secretly sighed, she was lucky to be able to recover like this.
As for the legs, there's no need to think about it. You won't get any punishment at all.
Now my hands have recovered, I can speak, and although my eyes are not very good, I can still see the light.
I still want to hope to stand up, how is it possible!
"You didn't even do the math. How did you know that the Wood Spirit Palace was in catastrophe?"
What Han Yanmeng really cares about is rocks, that's why he has such a question.
"You don't have to calculate it, you will definitely do it. No one can..."
Mu Ling'er almost made a mistake and said something she shouldn't have said. Judging by the speed of her hands, the skin quickly withered and turned into chicken claws.
Han Yanmeng and Qiu Ju both saw such a shocking change and were so frightened that they covered their mouths and did not dare to speak.
Taboo
Not to be touched.
"hehe……"
Mu Ling'er smiled bitterly, "You can't touch it at all!"
Who allowed himself to be a witch spirit!
Different from ordinary people!
It's not surprising at all to have such a reaction, but it's a pity that I was too reckless.
Harm yourself.
I just thought that the man was already rich and powerful, but I didn't expect that there was someone even more outrageous.
What's going on in this world, it's crazy.
No wonder the sect masters and the others repeatedly emphasized that the master of the Wood Spirit Palace would appear when it came.
I originally thought it was just a joke, what kind of owner does the Wood Spirit Palace have?
An existence like a behemoth, what kind of master does it need?
Ridiculous, deplorable, pitiful!
Mu Ling'er sighed, having come to this point, she couldn't blame anyone else.
ask for it.
Arrogance, self-righteousness, and cleverness have harmed myself!
Han Yanmeng couldn't ignore her, she already recognized her as her master.
If you don't care about it, abandon it, what will Qiu Ju around you think?
After releasing the demon eagle, Fu Mu Ling'er got on the demon eagle and left here first.
Anyway, there is no need to worry about that guy. Since there is a big disaster in Muling Palace, then that guy is extremely lucky.
When you see me, ask carefully what happened to those women in Muling Palace.
My heart opened.
"Giggle"
Han Yan lost her mind while dreaming and couldn't help laughing.
But he immediately realized something was wrong. Where and when did he laugh like this in front of Qiu Ju and Mu Ling'er.
Turning his head to look over, he saw the curious eyes of Qiu Ju and Mu Ling'er.
But when the two of them saw Han Yanmeng's glance, they were so frightened that they hurriedly turned around and pretended not to know anything.
