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Su Mo chuckled, and the black mist on his body turned into a vortex, condensed, and finally exploded, revealing his true body.
"Black guy, we'll meet at the Longhu Mountain Luotian Grand Ceremony!"
Zhang Lingyu said seriously.
He originally thought that the other party was just a coward, but he didn't expect that he would reveal his true face. This was something he didn't expect.
It seems that the thing should be the effect of the magic weapon itself, not that he deliberately concealed his figure.
If Su Mo knew what he was thinking, he would definitely be full of disdain. How could he possibly hide it?
What a joke.
However, he still cared a lot about being able to participate in the Luotian Grand Ceremony. After all, it was another treasure.
"Of course I'll go."
After getting Su Mo's answer, Zhang Lingyu looked at Zhang Chulan again, and a hint of jealousy flashed in his eyes that no one noticed.
"Zhang Chulan, I recognize your qualifications. I now formally invite you to participate in the Luotian Grand Ceremony in a month. The Tianshi Mansion will publicly select the next Tianshi successor during this ceremony."
After saying that, he looked at Su Mo deeply again, and then took his men away.
"Brother, are they trying to snatch Zhang Chulan?"
"It's okay. No one can take Zhang Chulan away from you."
Feng Xingtong rubbed Feng Yaya's head, then quickly walked to the big tree where Su Mo was.
"Brother Su, where is my sister?"
"Her?" Su Mo jumped down from the tree: "She should go to the car to get her ID card."
"ID card? What do you want this for, sister?"
"You ask her."
Su Mo pointed behind Feng Xingtong. He immediately turned around and found that Feng Shayan was right behind him.
He remembered that Feng Baobao said that Feng Shayan was beaten up by Su Mo, so he was worried.
"Sister, are you okay?"
"What can happen to me? Isn't Su Mo here?"
Feng Shayan said calmly, glancing at Feng Baobao and Zhang Chulan who had already left, then she held up her ID card.
It’s because Brother Su Mo is here that I’m worried, Feng Xingtong muttered.
"Xingtong, take Yaya back to report today's situation to father. Su Mo and I will continue to monitor him here."
"Aren't you going back together?"
"I'm not going back. I'm going to try to bring Zhang Chulan back with me!"
Feng Shayan calmly made her choice, not caring what her father would say when he found out.
Not even bothering to make a phone call.
As for how Feng Xingtong would go back, of course he would drive. Although he was still a minor, he had already mastered the driving skills.
".Oh well."
He didn't continue to persuade her and left with Feng Yaya.
After they left, Su Mo and Feng Shayan were the only ones left there.
Su Mo walked forward and chuckled: "What to do now?"
Feng Shayan threw the ID card in her hand into the air, grabbed it the next second, then turned around gracefully, her short silver hair flying.
"What else can I do?"
"After getting the ID card, I will naturally continue our unfinished battle. I will let you know how powerful I, Feng Shayan, am!"
"Don't you need to inform your father?"
"Get lost, this is my business, so I have the final say!"
The next day, noon.
In a hotel.
Su Mo opened his eyes, dragged his body, leaned against the head of the bed, and glanced at Feng Shayan who was still sleeping beside him.
She got out of bed gently and stretched her muscles. She almost drained him dry yesterday.
However, Su Mo also knew that the other party was venting his dissatisfaction, so the maids all evolved into the King's Knight.
"woo"
Just when Su Mo was moving his body, he seemed to wake up Feng Shayan. She let out a "wu" and opened her eyes with difficulty.
When she saw Su Mo, she screamed and wanted to get up directly, but she was too weak to do so.
"What a mess, maid."
"Hey, long-winded!"
Feng Shayan blushed, knowing that she had lost control of herself a little yesterday.
I even cried accidentally. Of course it wasn't because of this kind of thing, but I simply wanted to cry and vent.
"And what the hell is a maid? Didn't I tell you not to tease me?"
Hearing this, Su Mo turned around and said with interest.
"Then guess which maid was the one who called me master yesterday when she begged me to save her life. Or guess which female knight was the one who called me master yesterday?"
"cough cough"
Feng Shayan coughed violently and almost choked herself to death. This is indeed an irrefutable point.
Forget it, I won’t mention this again, otherwise it will bring up today’s events again.
Then she blushed, pretended to be indifferent, and changed the subject angrily.
"I said so many things yesterday, but you didn't let me escape from one devil's cave, and finally I entered your devil's cave again!"
"You are such a good plan!"
"Do you really think so?"
Su Mo looked at Feng Shayan seriously, and his serious gaze made Feng Shayan feel uncomfortable.
She just said it casually to change the topic, but she didn't expect Su Mo to take it seriously.
Of course she knew that Su Mo's place was not a devil's den. To her, this was an ideal place away from the world.
You have choices and your own subjective consciousness, and you are no longer manipulated or forced to make choices.
All this. As long as Su Mo can do it.
Of course, Feng Shayan was definitely willing to believe Su Mo, because this guy was so mysterious, and his methods and refined magical weapons were unheard of.
Moreover, the power of the magic weapon is extremely exaggerated!
Seeing that Su Mo was still waiting for her answer, she gave up and fell back on the bed.
"Alright, alright, I know you're good, Master. Can you please not mention these things? Just consider it as my plea to you."
"Just know my goodness, Maid Shayan."
call--
Feng Shayan took a deep breath and thought, forget it, she couldn’t argue with him. She would be a maid, since she had already agreed.
"How is Zhang Chulan?"
PS: 4,500 words, there will be another chapter later, I will try my best to write it.
Chapter 85 Pitch Black
Because yesterday's battle was so intense, I woke up at noon.
Su Mo naturally had no idea what Zhang Chulan's current situation was.
Ignoring Feng Shayan, he took out the [Immortal Slaughter Blade] from his pouch and played with it. He took it out yesterday when Feng Shayan was exhausted and fell asleep.
It was really just a matter of forcing myself to succeed in refining it, otherwise I would have to try again.
He was too lazy to continue.
This is also the main reason why he was drained.
And when he met Feng Baobao yesterday, he remembered that [Blade of Slaughter: Undead] was a natural nemesis for people like Feng Baobao who lived forever and had a slight immortality.
Once the sickle is swung, no one will survive.
No matter who you are, not even God, it won’t work because the concept of death is already engraved in your soul.
"Is this your new weapon?"
Feng Shayan, who had just put on her clothes, was a little curious when she saw the sickle in Su Mo's hand.
"Yes, it's a weapon made with your ability." Su Mo looked at his maid as if she were a work of art.
"So why not call it Shayan Maid No. 1?"
"My ability?" Feng Shayan was a little amused: "Do you know what my ability is? How could such a weapon be made?"
She was laughing, but she couldn't laugh anymore.
Because the sickle had appeared in front of her without her knowing when, she stared with disbelief on her face.
You know, there is a distance of two or three people between them, how could I be attacked?
She looked at the sickle in Su Mo's hand, and discovered that the tip of the sickle had already disappeared into space, creating ripples.
It was like her 'Shrinking the Earth Technique' that she was able to transfer space.
"What kind of magical weapon is this?!"
Feng Shayan shouted in disbelief. Her three perspectives were shattered by Su Mo's move.
"I've already said that this weapon is made based on your ability, but I call it the [Blade of Undead Slaughter]!"