Fang Mo was about to reach out and tear off the hind legs of the roasted suckling pig. When he heard this sound, his hands hung in the air and the expression on his face froze instantly.
He slowly turned his head and his neck made a mechanical clicking sound.
Li Mingyue stood in the shadow of the corridor.
She changed into a pair of Qian Dagui and Men's Long Gown that she got from somewhere. Although it didn't fit and looked a bit wide, it also covered up the shocking scars on her body.
She washed away the blood on her face. Although her face was still as pale as paper, her eyes remained cold and cold, staring at Fang Mo.
Fang Mo's expression was as if he had swallowed a fly alive, his eyes clearly said: No, sisters, why are you still here!
"No," Fang Mo put down the Pig Trotter in his hand, with a look of disbelief on his face, "Lord Li, this is Punishment Department, a den of thieves. Isn't it appropriate for you, a Demon Suppression Division, Battalion Commander, from a well-established family, to rely on me for a living?"
He pointed in the direction of the door.
"The door is over there, it's unlocked. It's better to leave without seeing him off."
Li Mingyue didn't move. She just glanced at the food and wine on the table, and her throat rolled slightly.
Organ Refining Realm and Martial Artist are also human beings. The more you consume, the faster you will get hungry.
She overstretched her resources there, was seriously injured, and was already ravenous at this moment.
"I have nowhere to go." Li Mingyue said confidently, "Something has gone wrong with Demon Suppression Division. If I go back now, I will die. Although this Divine Capital is big, I can't find another place to sleep except here."
"Then you can't sleep here!" Fang Mo jumped up, "If word spreads, do I still need my reputation?"
"Reputation?" Jie Se Monk, who was chewing a chicken leg, suddenly interrupted and raised his head with a shiny face, "Fang Shizhu, do you still have that thing?"
"Shut up! Bald donkey!" Fang Mo glared at him.
Li Mingyue ignored their jokes and walked straight to the round table.
Iron Bull That fool is really honest. When he saw a beautiful woman coming over, he immediately moved his butt to the side and gave up a position.
Li Mingyue was not polite, sat down, and even reached for a pair of bowls and chopsticks himself.
"I owe you this meal. I'll pay it back later."
Fang Mo is speechless and asks the sky.
How could this woman be more scoundrel than him?
"Okay, okay, eat, eat, eat! I'll kill you!"
Fang Mo sat down angrily and took a vicious bite of Pig Trotter, as if Pig Trotter was Li Mingyue's flesh.
The atmosphere at the table became a little strange.
On one side is the Demonic Heretics combination who is gobbling up food without any sign of eating, and on the other side is the Demon Suppression Division Battalion Commander who is sitting upright and chewing slowly.
This picture is inconsistent no matter how you look at it.
Fang Mo While eating, he was still thinking about what he had just figured out.
Old Emperor, Flesh Spirit Pill, God King Heart.
These three things are strung together like a tight noose around the entire Great Gan Dynasty's neck.
"Flesh Spirit Pill..." Fang Mo chewed the meat in his mouth, his eyes a little cold.
Originally That Madman Luo Changfeng, in order to refine Flesh Spirit Pill, he did not hesitate to sacrifice Liuxi Village with blood.
The formula of Flesh Spirit Pill is extremely sinister. It needs to be based on the blood of boys and girls, supplemented by the flesh and blood of Demon.
But now, Old Emperor felt that those Low-grade Flesh Pills were not strong enough, so he set his sights on God King's Heart first.
"Mortal Cultivation seeks immortality. What Old Emperor cultivates is cannibalism."
Fang Mo sneered, picked up the wine bowl and took a sip.
The strong alcohol entered his throat and scraped through his esophagus like a knife, but it made him particularly awake.
This world is worse than he imagined.
Rotten to the core.
The so-called Orthodox Dynasty is just Man-eating Den wearing Dragon Robe. The so-called Demon Suppression Division, the so-called order, are all maintaining this greatest evil.
He glanced at Li Mingyue sitting opposite.
This woman ate very gracefully, but very quickly. She didn't seem to realize that the Monarch she was loyal to was the biggest devil in the world.
"If she knows the truth..." Fang Mo suddenly felt a bad taste in his heart.
The kind of shattering other people's beliefs with his own hands made him a little eager to try.
"Da Gui." Fang Mo suddenly spoke.
"Ah? What's wrong, boss?" Qian Dagui was holding a bear paw and chewing it, his mouth full of oil.
"Qian Bangguo, your father, does he also want to seek immortality?"
Qian Dagui paused, put down his bear paw, wiped his mouth, and the expression on his face was rare.
"Boss, you don't say this casually." Qian Dagui looked around and lowered his voice, "Who in the world doesn't want to live longer? My father has this intention, but he is timid, so he only eats some ginseng and deer antlers. He would never dare to do such a cruel method."
"What if it's the emperor?" Fang Mo said lightly.
"Cough cough cough!" Qian Dagui almost choked on his saliva and coughed violently.
Li Mingyue's hand also stopped, and a piece of meat held by the chopsticks fell into the bowl. She raised her head and stared at Fang Mo sharply.
"What do you mean?"
"It's not interesting." Fang Mo shrugged, "It's just a sigh of relief. The longer this person lives, the more afraid he is of death. In order not to die, he will do anything."
He played with the wine bowl in his hand and looked at the rippling waves.
"Say, if one day, everyone in the world becomes someone's drug slag, should you kneel down and shout long live, or..."