Chapter 1114 Do you want to die?

Xiao Liang'er didn't care too much about Chu Jie's death.

That little beggar suffered everything himself.

What she cares more about now is another thing.

She handed over the mud body of the ancient spirit girl to Xiao Zimu to burn and refine.

It is placed in the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams Furnace.

There is still about one day left to complete the refining. I wonder what will happen then. Will you really be resurrected?

The Nuwa stone that Xuan Junlin found through hardships is now embedded in the mud chest and is also burned by the earth fire.

Mo Wuzhu told her that it would be better to refine it with ground fire.

Don't worry about something wrong.

"Zi Mu, look at the situation in the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams Furnace."

Xiao Liang'er instructed.

Xiao Zimu immediately took out the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams Furnace, and saw that the dark blue earth fire inside was still burning, never interrupted.

He used his spiritual sense to retrieve the situation in the furnace.

There was no movement, it was exactly the same as when I first put it in.

Xiao Zimu knew that the mud body lying inside was his grandmother, the ancient spirit girl, so he had been very attentive these two days and did not dare to take it lightly.

He had a intuition that his grandmother must be a good person.

It won't be the same as Chu Fengtian.

And his father must have followed his grandmother's temperament, so he was not as annoying as Chu Fengtian.

"Mom, it's still the same as before," Xiao Zimu was very worried, "Will there be any problems?"

Can grandmother really be resurrected?”

Since she learned about the plan to resurrect her grandmother, Xiao Zimu has been looking forward to it.

My mother has all the relatives, but my father has not.

Except for Chu Fengtian.

He only met his uncle, the King of Pure Land once.

Moreover, King of Pure Land had just met him once and left completely.

"No, there is still one day before the results will be achieved. You have to watch the stove carefully and not let the ground fire go out, do you know?"

Xiao Liang'er gently stroked Xiao Zimu's head.

Xuan Junlin has returned to the Lord Emperor Temple because there are still many things he has to deal with.

The Taiqing Sect has been destroyed, but its enemy is definitely not just a sect of the Taiqing Sect.

"Okay, mom, don't worry!"

Xiao Zimu patted her chest and promised like a little adult.

Looking at his little boy-like appearance, Xiao Liang'er liked it very much.

Tomorrow Xuanjunlin should also come, waiting for the result.

...

Xiao Zimu abandoned all the thoughts of playing and stayed in front of the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams Furnace.

It was getting dark outside, but he couldn't sleep.

Although the eyelids are fighting.

Xiaolan on the side was snoring, and only the sound of the ground fire burning in the Bagua furnace was left in the room.

Xiao Zimu felt that his head could not be raised, so he quickly shook his head to make himself more awake.

He must keep a good guard at the Bagua Furnace and will know the result as soon as it dawns.

Thinking of this, he felt a little more energetic.

"Tsk."

Suddenly, a light sigh came from behind.

Xiao Zimu was so scared that he almost jumped around!

When I turned around, it turned out to be Mo Wuzhu.

"Uncle Zhuzi, do you want to scare me to death?

No sound at all!”

Xiao Zimu patted her chest and asked angrily.

He knew that his cultivation was not high, so of course he could not hear Mo Wuzhu coming behind him.

But it is precisely because of this that there should be a little sound to avoid being scary!

Mo Wuzhu stretched out her neck and glanced at the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams Furnace.

This has been refined for two days, and this is the last night.

"Your grandmother must be very moved after she wakes up."

Mo Wuzhu sat on the chair beside her, and started eating with the pastries on the table. She also praised Xiao Zimu, "There are not many grandsons as filial as you."

Although this is a compliment, why does it sound strange?

Xiao Zimu also walked over, climbed onto the chair, and sat down seriously.

"That's for sure, hum," Xiao Zimu looked confident.

He also grabbed a pastry and the two of them started eating together.

Now he feels that he and Mo Wuzhu are very speculative. Although the two are quite different in age, Mo Wuzhu is lively and does not have the vicissitudes of life for a long time, and is extremely co-starring with the children.

"Uncle Zhuzi, why did you come to me so late?"

Xiao Zimu asked curiously.

Usually, the two of them just stroll together during the day.

At this time, everyone else in the sect has already fallen asleep.

Mo Wuzhu replied shamelessly, "I have finished my pastries in my room. Come here to have some, I haven't had enough supper."

Xiao Zimu had a big question mark on his small head.

Just for this?

Mo Wuzhu said and burped, looking satisfied.

Suddenly, a slight noise came from outside.

It came from the window.

Who is there so late?

Xiao Zimu and Mo Wuzhu looked at each other, then stared at the window.

I saw some water stains gradually spread through the cracks in the window and dripped onto the ground.

A cold light flashed in Mo Wuzhu's eyes.

He looked at the spreading water stains, then gently patted the table, making a dull sound.

Suddenly, the powerful demonic power spread in the room, forming a suppression force.

After detecting the existence of powerful demonic power, the water stains seemed to be panicked, and quickly shrank back and disappeared from the crack in the window.

"Uncle Zhuzi, what is that?"

Xiao Zimu was a little confused.

"It's nothing, it's just a pool of water. Every child grows up, so hurry up and go to bed."

Mo Wuzhu got up, then waved his hand and put all the remaining pastries on the table in a thick skin. He asked Xiao Zimu to go to bed early with great concern.

After saying that, he left.

Xiao Zimu looked at the empty plate and was confused.

...

Mo Wuzhu's figure was like a ghost, quickly passing through most of Guiyue Sect, and then heading straight to the mountain gate.

When he saw a pool of dark shadows on the ground, he showed a strange smile.

Little girl, want to run away?

He flashed directly to the dark shadow, and the bamboo flute in his hand cut through the void, carrying a faint green demonic aura.

The pool of water was suddenly divided into two by a bamboo flute, and it turned out to be like a piece of cloth, and it could no longer be combined into one.

The black shadow, which was divided into two halves, twisted violently, and seemed to be seriously injured.

"A mere water demon dares to beat Zimu, do you want to die?"

Mo Wuzhu stretched out his feet and stepped on half of the black shadows.

The black shadow that was stepped on by him twisted even more anxiously and violently, trying to wrap around Mo Wuzhu's ankle, but it couldn't do anything at all.

The other half of the black shadow saw that something was wrong and quickly ran down the mountain.

It smoothly passed through the barrier, as if the barrier was useless to it.

Mo Wuzhu crushed it hard with her toes. After the black shadow under her feet struggled in pain for a moment, it disappeared.
Chapter completed!