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Since then, Da Xia's edge can no longer be concealed, and the heroes of the world can no longer ignore Da Xia's existence.

Many people have even begun to be wary of Daxia.

In the dead of night.

In Qingwu Palace, the lights are still brightly lit.

Qingyun Mo sat cross-legged on the exquisite solid wood bed, his eyes were closed tightly, and a faint aura surrounded his slightly thin body.

咚咚

There was a light knock on the carved wooden door.

"Come in."

The corner of Qingyun Mo's mouth moved slightly, and he said in a cold voice.

With a creak, the wooden door was pushed open, and an old eunuch swung the whisk and stepped into the room.

"What's the matter?"

The old eunuch looked up at him, and actually sat directly on the chair next to Qingyun Mo, but Qingyun Mo didn't have any objection or anger.

"The soul master has ordered us to enter the headquarters of the temple within a month." The old eunuch whispered.

Qingyun Mo suddenly opened his eyes, revealing dark gray pupils.

"Didn't you say that the plan will start after three months? Why is it in advance?."

The old eunuch lowered his head, playing with a black bone in his pale hands.

"The Great Xia Dynasty suddenly popped up and wiped out the Canglan Dynasty. The soul master was afraid that the Great Xia Dynasty would disrupt our plan, so he had to start early."

"So that's how it is!" Qingyun Mo was stunned, and then he glanced at the exquisite room, "It's hard to come out, I didn't expect to go back so soon."

"Hehe, can't you bear it?" The old eunuch narrowed his eyes and chuckled.

Qing Yunmo twisted his neck, "It's a bit reluctant, young and strong body, delicious food, gorgeous and exquisite jewelry, hey, when can I come out to play enough?"

"Haha, I think you are most reluctant to part with those pretty little girls, haha"

The old eunuch sneered, and his laughter was full of sarcasm.

Time flies by, and before you know it, it is half a month.

This half month should be the most peaceful period of the year in the Lanshan area.

Because of the demise of the Canglan Dynasty, all major forces fell silent, obviously they were all concerned about the existence of the Great Xia Dynasty.

With the current strength of the Great Xia Dynasty, it is enough to affect the current situation in the Lanshan area.

However, under this strange calm, there is an undercurrent surging.

A large number of spies frantically inquired about all kinds of news, and even the neglected Tianyun area was full of spies from various forces.

In Jingshan City Forest Mansion.

The gentle wind blows the catkins, like a girl's gauze skirt, with a graceful playfulness and agility.

In the pond, the blooming lotus swayed and danced gracefully, emitting bursts of fragrance.

In the gazebo, Lin Mo lay on the rocking chair, rocking gently.

Behind him, Xiaoman drooped his head and kneaded his shoulders feebly.

"Girl, what's the matter? Looking at you like this, you are being bullied?" Lin Mo squinted his eyes halfway, and looked at Xiaoman's pretty face with a light smile.

Hearing his question, Xiaoman pouted and looked at Lin Mo eagerly.

"Your Majesty, Sister Mo bullied me and called me an idiot."

Lin Mo was stunned for a moment, then looked at Mo Qi who was laying out wine and dishes in front of the stone table.

He didn't expect Xiaoman to sue, and it was Mo Qi.

Chapter 244 Butterfly Seven Calls for Help

Mo Qi rolled her eyes and stared at Xiao Man fiercely.

"Smelly girl, I have learned the simplest fire spirit pattern for more than half a month and still can't draw it. Do you think you are stupid?" Mo Qi said angrily.

"Uh!"

The corner of Lin Mo's mouth twitched, and he looked up at the aggrieved Xiaoman again.

Fire spirit pattern is one of the simplest textures in runes, and it is also one of the textures that beginners must learn.

I haven't learned it after half a month. I'm really not ordinary stupid.

You must know that in the Rune Junior Academy, those teenage children can learn more than a dozen simple textures within half a month.

This girl Xiaoman's talent in runes is so poor that it breaks through the sky.

"Le la la" Xiao Man wrinkled his nose, stuck out his tongue, and made a face at Mo Qi.

"Smelly girl, please beat me!" Mo Qi put down the jug, and rushed towards Xiao Man.

"ah"

Xiaoman exclaimed, he didn't even bother to give Lin Mo a massage, and ran away.

Lin Mo straightened up, and the breeze brushed his temples.

Pick up the jug and pour a glass, the clear wine exudes a pure aroma.

Take a sip, slightly spicy, but fresh and sweet.

Turning his head to look at the frolicking two, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"good."

I don't know whether I am admiring the sweet wine or the frolicking people.

"Meet Your Majesty!"

In the mottled shadows, Yan Bo suddenly appeared strangely.

"Yeah!" Lin Mo lay lazily on the rocking chair again.

There was a trace of solemnity in Yan Bo's deep eyes, "Your Majesty, there is a message from your previous communicator, as if someone is calling for help."

Lin Mo straightened up abruptly, his eyes shining sharply.

"when!"

"Half a quarter of an hour ago!"

"I'm going out."

Before the words fell, Lin Mo's figure had disappeared.

In the sea of ​​colorful flowers.

The previously peaceful atmosphere became tense and noisy.

Countless light and agile colorful spirit butterflies fluttered their wings rapidly in the air. They gathered together and fluttered back and forth in the air like a colorful ribbon.

Die Qi also shuttled quickly in the air, with colorful brilliance trailing behind her, like a flower fairy descending from the sky.

However, her delicate little face was full of dignity, and a pair of smart eyes were fixed on the sky.

In the air, under the bright sunlight, pairs of golden wings exude a noble and majestic atmosphere.

The sea of ​​colorful flowers was attacked, and it was attacked by the Peng Yao clan.

Just a quarter of an hour ago, Peng Huang led nearly a hundred elite masters of the Peng Monster Race to land over the sea of ​​flowers.

The colorful flower sea was also attacked by Penghuang before, but it was Penghuang who came to snatch Baihualu by himself.

This time is different, nearly a hundred elites of Penghuang Monster Clan came with Penghuang, all of them are masters of the Earth King Realm and the peak of the Grand Master.

Facing such a powerful enemy, Die Qi had no choice but to send a message to Lin Mo for help.

"Colorful butterfly, surrender or destroy, you choose."

Penghuang hangs high in the sky, his golden eyes looking down at the entire sea of ​​flowers.

He is no stranger to the Colorful Spirit Butterfly, after all, he has been here several times.

The Colorful Spirit Butterfly has the ability to create illusions, and this ability is very powerful. If it weren't for the fact that the Peng Yaozu was born with golden pupils, which have a certain restraint effect on illusions, he might not be Die Qi's opponent.

Moreover, the Colorful Spirit Butterfly will also produce Baihualu, which can enhance the spiritual power of the practitioner and make the spiritual seeds more active.

It has very powerful effects on practitioners of all levels below the sacred realm.

After tasting Baihualu, he never forgot about Baihualu.

He came to snatch it again and again, but Die Qi's strength is not weak, so he can only grab a little each time.

Originally, he didn't think about doing anything to the colorful spirit butterflies, but he just hoped to keep getting Baihualu from them.

But with the changes in the situation in the Lanshan area, especially the rise of the Great Xia Dynasty, he felt a sense of crisis in his heart.

After all, the Ping An City of the Great Xia Dynasty is located in the dark forest, and maybe one day the Great Xia Dynasty will attack the Four Great Demon Imperial Cities.

A strong sense of crisis made him eager to improve the strength of himself and the group.

So he called Baihualu's attention.

Even if it is to kill the chicken to get the egg, he will not hesitate.

Die Qi didn't speak, but just stared at Peng Huang.

Surrender is impossible to surrender.

Even if she is very simple, she also knows that if she surrenders, the Colorful Spirit Butterfly will be completely reduced to a slave of the Peng Yao Clan.

A group of slaves who made potpourri.

"It seems that you chose to destroy!"

Penghuang narrowed his eyes and smiled coldly.

"No, she didn't choose to destroy, but you chose to destroy."

Above the sea of ​​flowers, a bright portal appeared, and an indifferent voice slowly came from it.

A black boot sticks out of the portal.

Penghuang's eyes were slightly fixed, and he looked coldly at the figure that was slowly stepping out.

"Xia Huang Lin Mo!"

His heart immediately lifted.

At this time, the last thing he wanted to face was Emperor Xia Lin Mo, because there were too many legends about Lin Mo recently.

And most of them are so magical that it is difficult to tell the truth from the fake.

Lin Mo stood upright, his eyes fell on Die Qi, and he smiled gently.

"Lin Mo!" Die Qi was overjoyed to see him.

The nimble butterfly wings vibrated rapidly, and Linglong's body danced up and down around Lin Mo's body.

"Long time no see, Die Qi." Lin Mo said softly.

Die Qi's eyes were shining, and her petite face was filled with a bright smile.

"Lin Mo, you haven't come to see me for so long, I miss you so much."

Lin Mo reached out and rubbed her small head lightly, and said with a smile, "Sorry, there have been a lot of things recently."

"Oh, then you stay in Huahai this time, and play with me for a few days." Die Qi looked at Lin Mo expectantly.

Lin Mo nodded and said, "Okay, but we have to solve the troubles in front of us first."

After speaking, he looked up at Penghuang in the air.

Die Qi also stared at the many Peng Yaozu angrily.

With Lin Mo here, she is not afraid of Penghuang now.

Penghuang's golden pupils flickered, and he looked at Lin Mo solemnly.

"Since the Colorful Spirit Butterflies are friends of the Emperor Xia, then the Emperor will let them go for now."


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