I Made the World Mutate

"This……"

Xiao Xiaomu stopped subconsciously and looked around.

The matter is very serious. He encountered starving dead ghosts in Aunt Chen's house and was bloody, but it was far worse than here.

I have to know that this is in the courtyard of the Zhao family and has not yet entered the shrine. The courtyard is already so serious, let alone inside the shrine?

"Where's your shrine? Where is it? Take me there."

Xiao Xiaomu looked back at Zhao Xuewen.

Zhao Xuewen's face is as usual, apparently he can't smell this strong **** gas.

"Mr. Mu, please follow me."

学 Zhao Xuewen found that as soon as Xiao Mu entered her yard, her face became dignified, and her heart suddenly struck.

事 Is the situation serious?

Among them, Xiao Mu walked to a house.

The house is in a corner, not big, but very chic and clean.

This is the shrine of the Zhao family.

The yamen turned out to be open. There was a man in his early thirties.

As soon as Xiao Mu went in, the other party's attention fell on Xiao Mu. He couldn't help looking at Xiao Mu, and his expression was slightly bad.

Xiao Xiao Mu also took the opportunity to look at each other's eyes. With his eyesight, it is not difficult to find that the man's blood is transpiration and strong, and he is obviously a warrior.

Of course, this is Xiao Mu's speculation. Although he was the first time to see a warrior, but with his eyesight for practicing aura and aura, at first glance, there will be no deviation in this kind of thing.

男子 This man is indeed a warrior.

Xiao Xiaomu's attention did not fall on the man.

To be exact, as soon as he entered the ancestral hall, his sight was attracted by the conditions in the ancestral hall.

He followed, his heart sank, and a strong uneasiness came to his heart.

Inside the Ancestral Hall, there was a strong blood.

He is blood, not blood.

Bloody gas is taste, and blood gas is color.

Blood gas, also called blood light.

The whole room is a thick blood red. Of course, this is in Xiao Mu's eyes, the monks could see a lot of things that ordinary people can't see.

The blood-red blood almost condensed into evil spirits, soaring into the sky, it seemed to break the roof of the ancestral hall and straight into the clouds.

Xiao Xiaomu was shocked again:

Are there any terrible evils to be born?

The **** sky is a symbol of the birth of a evil object. This evil object is not an ordinary foreign object, nor is it a so-called treasure, but a ghost, a monster, a monster, which is quite scary, unlike an ordinary ghost.

The stronger the blood, the stronger the evil will be born.

From the perspective of the strong blood in the Zhao family temple, this evil thing is not afraid of trivial matter, and the place where it was born is needless to say in the Zhao family temple.

Xiao Xiaomu bowed her head and couldn't help but touch her suitcase.

The suitcase carries all his supplies, including a peach sword, and various Taoist symbols made recently.

Xiao Xiaomu was in a deep heart: With these things in her hands, she should be almost able to resist the foreign body that is about to be born?

However, Rao is so, his confidence is still not enough.

For a moment, he couldn't help but even thought of turning around and leaving.

The evil things to be born in the Zhao Family Ancestral Hall are too strong and too dangerous. Perhaps leaving now is the best choice.

However, when mentioning leaving, Xiao Mu's mood fell into contradiction again.

越大 The greater the danger, the greater the harvest, which has always been the same law forever.

I'm gone, then nothing will be obtained.

Xiao Mu frowned, and her mood was contradictory. She grabbed her suitcase with her right hand and fell into deep thought.

He followed, suddenly thinking of something, his eyes suddenly flashed, his confidence increased a little by nothing.

Maybe ...

"Mr. Joe, did you find out what the problem is?"

Zhao Xuewen apparently didn't notice Xiao Mu. As soon as he entered the ancestral hall, his sight fell on the male warrior in his early thirties.

The man, Mr. Qiao, gave Xiao Mu a poor look, and Xiao Mu's attitude made him feel uncomfortable when he entered the shrine.

进入 After entering the ancestral hall, the man ignored his existence and looked around inside the ancestral hall, pretending to have an unpredictable appearance.

Yes, pretend.

In the eyes of the man Mr. Qiao, Xiao Mu's behavior just now was obviously pretending to be inscrutable, and this Mr. Qiao's heart sneered at it.

I was so upset and didn't answer Zhao Xuewen's words, but gave Xiao Mu a sideways glance and asked Zhao Xuewen: "Mr. Zhao, don't you introduce it first?"

"Sorry, sorry!"

Zhao Xuewen saw Mr. Qiao's unhappy attitude at a glance, and hurriedly made an apology, "Mr. Qiao, this is Mr. Mu. Mr. Mu, this is Mr. Qiao Fengqiao."

Xiao Xiaomu listened to the introduction, and could not help but glance at this Mr. Qiao.

Needless to say, this person also used a pseudonym, and he said politely, "Mr. Joe, hello!"

Tong Qiaofeng snorted with an unpleasant expression, and Da La La said in his mouth, "Stop it!"

Xiao Xiaomu did not show his emotions, and once again took a deep look at Qiao Feng, and reached a conclusion in his heart.

This is a bit ambitious. Do n’t be scared when the evil is born.

He followed, listening to Zhao Xuewen asking Qiao Feng again, "Mr. Qiao, did you find out what the problem is?"

Qi Qiaofeng looked relaxed and proudly replied: "It's just a little evil spirit, Mr. Zhao, don't worry, I'm here, the evil spirit will not come. It will never escape Qiao's palm.

学 Zhao Xuewen breathed a little sigh of relief, UU reading www.uukanshu.com quickly flattered: "Listening to Mr. Qiao, I'm relieved."

However, Xiao Mu frowned slightly after hearing the two people's answer.

Little evil spirit?

Qiao Feng apparently didn't realize the seriousness of the situation. Is the birth of evil things comparable to that of a small evil?

This is so big, I'm afraid it won't help you when the evil is born.

"What hasn't this said yet?"

Qi Qiaofeng glanced at Xiao Mu again and said to Zhao Xuewen.

He said his opinion, but Xiao Mu didn't say it, which made him feel very upset.

"Mr. Mu ..."

Zhao Xuewen heard the words and turned to Xiao Mu.

But when he was about to ask, the knock on the door rang again.

Tuk Tuk Tuk Tuk!

"Sorry, the two wait here first, and I'll pick up someone."

学 Zhao Xuewen dropped a word, turned around and walked out of the shrine to pick up people.

Zhao Xuewen just walked out of the ancestral hall, Qiao Feng's face sank, staring coldly at Xiao Mu, threatening with words, "Friend, explain in advance, don't grab my prey, otherwise don't blame me.

Prey?

Who is the prey?

Xun Xiaomu didn't take it for granted. This ‘Qiao Feng’ was too big. The birth of evil was definitely not as simple as the prey in his mouth.

尽管 Even though he didn't take it for granted, his face remained calm and said lightly, "Whoever kills belongs to whom."

"It's better."

Qi Qiaofeng said indifferently, and warned again, "But if I do it first, please don't intervene."

Xiao Xiaomu nodded even if he agreed.

怎样 How things are not necessarily so, it's too early to talk about the harvest now, and to keep yourself immortal in the birth of evil things, let's talk about it.