The psychic sanren looked at Yu Mo in despair, his anger and resentment were like a volcano erupting. Unfortunately, in the face of an absolute disparity in strength, he did not even dare to even have the idea of ​​resisting.

Yu Mo didn't care about his emotions at all and said lightly: "You want to kill me, but I didn't kill you, it's already the most righteous."

The Tongling Sanren said without any appreciation and gritted his teeth: "This is more cruel than killing me."

Yu Mo raised his brow and said, "Oh, since that's the case, then I'll kill you directly."

After saying that, he raised his hand as he acted.

The psychic sanren hurriedly dodged and said in panic: "Don't kill me!"

Yu Mo sneered and said jokingly: "It seems that you are still more afraid of death."

The spiritual sanren was speechless. He had already been broken, so he naturally didn't want to even spend his life in it.

Only by staying with the green mountains can you have the opportunity to take revenge.

Suddenly, his heart was shaking, and a few clips flashed through his mind. He was telling Yu Mo all the time.

"What did you do to me? How could I tell you so much?"

The spiritual sanren realized that all his secrets had been exposed. He was shocked and wondered how he could reveal his heart.

"What kind of magical powers have you used on me?"

He still didn't understand the problem. This must be Yu Mo's performance of some kind of magical power on him.

"Have you heard of the True Mantra?" Yu Mo did not hide it, but asked with interest.

"True Curse?" The spiritual sanren was confused and stared at Yu Mo blankly.

Yu Mo curled his lips and said disappointedly: "It seems you have never heard of it."

The Demon Saint scoffed and said, "After all, the Talisman Record is a real magical power and its power is not weak. Of course, it is not something he can know about when he becomes a monk halfway."

Yu Mo laughed silently, and the Demon Saint looked down on himself very high, so it was not surprising that he looked down on the psychic sanren.

Yu Mo glanced at the horizon and said meaningfully: "Go to a good place with me and take you to see someone after dawn."

"Who do you see? I won't go!" The psychic sanren refused, fearing that Yu Mo would change his mind and directly take his life.

So, from this moment on, he was eager to stay away from Yu Mo.

"You can't help but not go." Yu Mo mentioned the psychic scattered man and flew away from the riverside.

It was dawn, and when Yu Hong and the driver came to District Mayor Xu's house to pick him up to work, they found that District Mayor Xu did not return at night and even his wife and children did not know where he was going.

Yu Hong immediately called District Mayor Xu, but the phone was turned off long ago. District Mayor Xu seemed to have evaporated from the world and could never see anyone again.

Immediately, countless departments responded. After all, District Mayor Xu’s identity was special, and many police officers were sent to search for District Mayor Xu’s whereabouts.

Yu Mo didn't care about this storm at all. He was watching Lin Futu's car parked in front of him.

Lin Futu was woken up by Yu Mo's phone call in the middle of the night. He was so angry that he had nowhere to vent, but he still didn't dare to make rash things in front of Yu Mo.

When he saw Yu Mo, Lin Futu rushed over like a flying person and asked with a shy smile: "You are so anxious to ask me, what are you asking?"

Yu Mo glanced at him meaningfully, without caring about his artificiality or falsehood, and said, "You gave the Buddha to me, and I will give it to you alone."

"ah?"

Lin Futu looked question-marked. He had discussed many situations with his father, but none of them were the case.

Yu Mo wants to leave it to him alone, who will it be?

Lin Futu was caught and couldn't think of any answer. He couldn't help but be curious and asked, "Who are you giving me?"

"Come out!" Yu Mo shouted to a big tree behind him.

Lin Futu hurriedly turned his head and looked around, and a figure jumped into his sight. He immediately widened his pupils, as if he was a ghost, and it was particularly complicated.

The two looked at each other, talking thousands of words, and for a moment they didn't know where to start.

Lin Futu's heart moved, unable to understand Yu Mo's thoughts, and he did not dare to recognize him at all.

At the same time, a glimmer of hope arose in his heart. Could it be that Yu Mo and his master know each other? If this happens, wouldn’t it be a misunderstanding?

"This is..." Lin Futu hesitated for a moment and asked hesitantly.

"Do you know him?" Yu Mo asked directly.

"I..." Lin Futu hesitated, wanting to admit it and deny it, because he couldn't figure out the current situation at all.

Suddenly, his eyes slightly moved, and he saw the broken arm of the Tongling Sanren. Although the blood had stopped, it was still bloody and vague, which was shocking.

Hiss!

Lin Futu took a breath, had an idea, and denied it, "I don't know you."

He had already judged that Yu Mo and Tongling Sanren were enemies but not friends. He immediately felt a storm in his heart. In his mind, Tongling Sanren's status has always been unattainable and invincible.

He even fantasized about finding the psychic sanren and letting him deal with Yu Mo, but now the cruel reality tells him that it is simply a luxury.

So he hurriedly cleared his relationship with the psychic sanren, fearing that he would be affected.

When Tongling Sanren saw his disciple, he felt relieved, but after hearing Lin Futu's answer, he stared at him incredibly.

Yu Mo laughed silently. Lin Futu was really smart. He observed his words and expressions and changed his mind.

Before Yu Mo could speak, the Tongling Sanren could no longer bear it and shouted loudly: "Lin Futu, you evil disciple, you dare to say that you don't know me."

Hearing this scream of curse, Lin Futu's lips twitched violently, but pretended to be calm and said, "Are you mistaken? We don't know each other."

"You are deceiving your master and destroying your ancestors!" Tongling Sanren cursed in pain.

Lin Futu was indifferent.

Yu Mo shook his head, stopped the farce, and said jokingly: "Lin Futu, your face is not as thick as you can say such words shamelessly, and you don't even recognize your own master. You are indeed deceiving your master and destroying your ancestors."

It is difficult for Lin Futu to remain calm. He was just betting that Yu Mo didn't know the relationship between the master and the apprentice of the two, but now it seems that he is too naive.

Lin Futu looked at Yu Mo with fear, trying to find a reason to refute, but he searched for a long time but couldn't find it.

Yu Mo didn't care about the grudges between the master and the disciple, and said lightly: "No matter what your relationship is, I don't care. Lin Futu, I will hand over the psychic sanren to you. As for how to deal with him, I will not interfere. It depends entirely on your own ideas."

"How can this work?" Lin Futu pretended to decline, looking hesitant.

"Why can't it work?" Yu Mo smiled meaningfully.

It is not easy to deceive the master and destroy the ancestors. I don’t know how Lin Futu and Tongling Sanren will end up biting the dog.
Chapter completed!