Su Mo looked at the old man in front of him who called himself Ji Canghai, his eyes flashed slightly.
As expected of a member of the Ji clan, Su Mo was impeccable in doing things, so Su Mo couldn't find any reason to go into trouble. The other party seemed to have determined that he was coming for the Ji clan and wanted to go back and report the news.
Su Mo thought for a moment, nodded lazily, and drank tea slowly while leaning on the stone chair.
"After a thousand slaps, I can let you go back to report..."
"Old slave, I obey!" Ji Canghai turned his head and looked at the pale Qi Shuo with a hint of contempt.
Ji Canghai felt that there was always a supreme aura existing in the darkness beside Su Mo. He could not feel any resistance to that aura.
It seems that in the eyes of the person in the dark, he is just an ant.
Even if he is the protector of the saint, I am afraid that he may not be enough to see her in front of her...
Ji Canghai understood that Su Mo must have come from an emperor who was definitely not weaker than the Ji clan's supreme power. If today's matter is not handled well, everyone will die here.
What's more, the other party is obviously coming for the Ji Clan, and I don't know if the other sect has any old enmity with the Ji Clan.
Qi Shuo watched Ji Canghai walk up to him, his face turned pale again, and he said tremblingly: "Elder Ji, my cousin sent you to protect me, you can't hit me." biquge.biz
Ji Canghai looked at Qi Shuo coldly and said calmly: "I just promised the saint to protect you from death."
"I am saving your life now... I believe that the Holy Lady will not blame the old slave after she understands the cause..."
Snapped!
Ziji Canghai slapped Qi Shuo on the face without warning. Qi Shuo was knocked to the ground by the slap, but he did not dare to resist.
Moreover, he found that when he wanted to use the power of cultivation to offset the slap, he found that his cultivation was inexplicably sealed by the power of a law.
Su Mo looked at Qi Shuo, who was knocked to the ground with just one slap, and was speechless.
He discovered the shortcomings of ordinary disciples in large sects. These disciples of large sects usually use the power of the sect to do whatever they want without having much experience themselves.
And his cultivation level was forcibly accumulated by relying on the resources of the sect, which was very different from his own cultivation.
I wonder if those imperial incense are also so unbearable? If even the incense of the throne were like this, it would be a bit boring...
Su Mo looked at Qi Shuo who was lying on the ground and waved his hand, "Help him a little!"
In an instant, before Ji Canghai could react, a vine not far away stretched out automatically, lifted Qi Shuo up from the ground, and then tied him to a stone pillar that rose automatically on the side.
This scene made everyone freeze on the spot, and even Ji Canghai's expression changed instantly... What kind of ability is this?
He didn't feel any fluctuations in his cultivation from the movement of the vines and the rise of the stone pillars... It was as if the vines and stone pillars just heard Su Mo's words and came to help themselves.
Ji Canghai turned his head to look at Su Mo, a look of horror flashed in his eyes!
Su Mo didn't seem to notice, he just raised the tea cup on the stone table and drank the tea silently.
"Don't hurt my stone pillars and vines, thank you!"
Wu Qian silently walked behind Su Mo, silently raised her slender hands, and gently kneaded Su Mo's shoulders, as if she was just a maid of Su Mo.
Ji Canghai turned his head and looked at Qi Shuo. At this moment, Qi Shuo was still in a daze from Ji Canghai's slap, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.
Snapped!
Another slap hit Qi Shuo's face.
The group of people kneeling on the ground felt that their faces were a little sore, and it seemed that their teeth were swollen.
Perhaps Ji Canghai had long been dissatisfied with Qi Shuo, the protector of the road, and did not feel any distress at all. He just used his cultivation to protect his hands, and then continued to greet Qi Shuo's face.
It seemed that the only thing left in the world was the slap that kept hearing.
After an unknown amount of time, Qi Shuo had received countless slaps on his face, and it seemed that he was no longer human.
From beginning to end, he didn't have time to say anything, so he couldn't say anything.
The crisp sound of slaps made Su Mo feel very pleasant, making his suppressed mood feel unprecedentedly relaxed.
Silently, Su Mo made a decision... and he would act like this from now on.
The goddess stood beside Su Mo, looking at Su Mo's expression of joy in the slaps, her eyes full of incomprehension, couldn't she just wipe it out?
But that's not important. Su Mo is the person she has been waiting for for countless years. He is also the only person in the world who exists like her. As long as he is happy.
The cool breeze blew by, and everyone looked at Su Mo with fear, looking at this rampant and arrogant man in white. I am even more certain in my heart that this is the incense of the throne that comes from a supreme force.
After an unknown amount of time, Qi Shuo's breath was weak, and no human face could be seen on his face.
"How many have you beaten?" Su Mo turned his head and asked suddenly.
Ji Canghai stopped and shook his head calmly.
"I don't know how to count..."
All the people of the Qi family who were kneeling on the ground had stiff expressions and black lines on their heads. Looking at Qi Shuo who was almost dying, their faces were full of sympathy... They might as well kneel down!
Su Mo pondered for a while, then nodded, "I didn't count either. Forget it, just treat it as a thousand."
"Go find someone, I'll be waiting here..."
Ji Canghai breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. He knew that this was a step given by the other party. He was also afraid that he had really beaten Qi Shuo to death, and it would be difficult for the Saint to explain to him then.
"Thank you, sir, I'll go now!"
After Ji Canghai said that, he fled quickly, like a rainbow piercing the void.
After Ji Canghai left, Wu Qian's eyes revealed deep worry. Su Mo raised his hand and waved Wu Qian's hand, smiling calmly.
Wu Qian seemed to relax when she saw Su Mo's smile. She didn't say anything and continued to massage Su Mo's shoulders... The young master must be feeling tired.
Everyone was waiting quietly, while Su Mo took a nap lazily.
Half a day passed in silence and endless panic.
The sky is gradually showing red clouds, and it seems that the end is coming...
Finally, there was a slight fluctuation in the void.
Two figures descended on the Ancestor Mountain out of thin air, and the bodies of an old man and a young man appeared in front of everyone.
A young woman seemed very indifferent. A white skirt flutters, wrapping her graceful figure in it. Her cultivation is vast and ethereal.
Standing next to the woman was an old man with unpredictable cultivation. As soon as the old man appeared, everyone's breathing was stagnant, as if there was a kind of supreme pressure that was not easily leaked out.
The woman was a little slender, and her beautiful and transcendent face was very calm. She looked calmly at Su Mo, who was in white clothes and white hair, with a trace of curiosity flashing in her eyes.
Seeing the woman coming, the members of the Qi family who were kneeling on the ground all had expressions of confusion. They had never thought that the woman would come in person...
The woman looked at Su Mo calmly, her red lips slightly opened.
"Ji Yue of the Ji clan, I have met the young master."
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