Chapter Nine Hundred and Eighty First Burning the Lamp Is Going to Be Miserable

At this moment, another spatial fluctuation appeared in the teleportation array.

A flash of despair flashed in Mo Ruzhi's eyes, clenching his teeth, the despair in his eyes disappeared, replaced by a touch of tenacity.

Just as he was about to draw his sword, suddenly, a familiar sense of consciousness came, Mo Ruzhi was overjoyed, continued to draw the sword, and stabbed the false fifth ancestor with a sword.

The false fifth ancestor felt the fluctuations in the teleportation array, and was a little dumbfounded. The next moment, without any hesitation, turned around and chased after the lamp.

"Five ancestors!"

Seeing that the Fifth Patriarch just gave up on them and left, the people of the Li family were stunned.

Their most beloved five ancestors would actually abandon them and leave alone.

"What the hell, who's pretending to be Lao Tzu? Look at Lao Tzu not killing your whole family!"

A loud roar came, and everyone heard the sound and looked around, just to see the fifth ancestor of the Li family appeared from the formation.

"Five ancestors?!"

Those people in the Li family blinked hard, what's going on? Two five ancestors?

In the next breath, all the people of the Li family couldn't help but take a dozen steps back. Only then did they stabilize their bodies and saw the dead sixth patriarch appeared.

Not only that, the fourth and third ancestors appeared one after another.

"how come?"

Not only the people from the Li family, but also those who were broadcasting live were stunned.

"6666!"

"It's a big change! It's cool!"

"Your father sent a rocket to the anchor before he died, wishing the anchor's family to die!"

"A world-shattering reversal, the dead are alive, is it because Dean Li killed the human, or is there another reason, looking forward to ing..."

"Old Tie, don't be afraid of death, go ahead and ask, you are dead, your wife and daughter, I will take care of you!"

"That's ok, I'll sign up too! I like to take care of the anchor's wife and daughter in line! 1!"

"2!"

"..."

"10086!"

Host: "..."

"Made, Lee Kuan Yew, you king | bastard, where is the person who pretended to be me?" The Fifth Patriarch roared at a known Lee family member.

Lee Kuan Yew foolishly pointed in the direction where the fake fifth patriarch left.

The person who just came out is chasing in that direction again.

"Om!"

Li Zhen and Daoist Duobao appeared.

"Pharaoh|Bastard, what the hell is going on?"

Seeing that the dead were alive again, Mo Ruzhi was also a little dumbfounded.

"Om!"

An anchor was sweating coldly on his head and stood up in the air, his eyes dodging a little, "Sect Master Mo, may I ask you to call Daoist Duobao so affectionate, you guys..."

The master-level anchor was 'interrupted' by Mo Ruzhi before he could finish his question!

Really interrupted!

Interrupted with a slap!

"Gao Jian, block the scene and prohibit these messy people from approaching."

Mo Ruzhi's face was ashen, but she was so beautiful, her face didn't look ashen at all, but rather a hint of blush.

This scene was filmed by other anchors, and the audience in the slow-hand live broadcast room was directly boiling!

What is Mo Ruzhi's cultivation base, how could the voices of those people in the distance avoid her ears?

Mo Ruzhi is so angry.

Gao Jian couldn't help laughing, and tried to hold back his laughter, motioning to invite those reporters and anchors out of a certain range.

Duobao Daochang didn't know what shame was at all. He heard that many people liked him, and he even approached those anchors and cooperated with them to shoot.

Mo Ruzhi didn't change her face, and walked to Li Zhen who was still laughing: "The lamp went to your mother's place, do you still have the heart to smirk here?"

Li Zhen: "Oh! That lamp is burning badly!"

What is your mother's cultivation? Immortal King Taiyi, would he be afraid of an Immortal King?

(To be continued)