Chapter 887 Wu Mo, You've Overstepped
This white-clothed man is Emperor Zun's substitute. Even in his own room, he still wears a mask. Hearing Shen Jiuli's questioning, he raised his head slightly: "God Zun, you shouldn't accept her as a disciple... I have a feeling that she may be your Yuan Jie..."
"Who does this seat want to accept as an apprentice and do I need you to comment?" Shen Jiuli's voice cooled down.
"Shen Zun... she is not worthy of you..." The man in white was not reconciled, and wanted to persuade him again.
"Boom!" Shen Jiuli suddenly raised his sleeve, and a wave of light red light flashed, enveloping the man in white.
The man in white seemed to have been tortured, his whole body trembled slightly, Shen Jiuli's voice sounded like ice and snow in his ears: "Wumo, you've overstepped the distance!"
The man in white finally bent down: "Subordinate..."
"You have been with me for more than two thousand years, and you have always been extremely reliable in your work, so I trust you and use you. What did I tell you when I was about to retreat? Tell me again!" The light in Shen Jiuli's eyes forced people.
The man in white paused for a moment, and finally said slowly: "The god ordered his subordinates to take good care of Miss Ning, prepare her the food that the god had already planned, take her out of the dark forest, and let her worship under the god's door openly. ...If you violate the order, you will be punished and sent to Grinding Soul Valley for a year..."
Shen Jiuli said indifferently: "In that case, you should be punished yourself." He turned around and wanted to leave.
"Shen Zun, it doesn't matter if Wu Mo is tortured, but Wu Mo also wants to say that this woman is probably the Zun Zun Yuan, and Zun Zun must be careful to guard against her..."
Shen Jiuli turned around slowly, and cast his gaze on his face, calmly and coldly: "This deity's fate cannot be determined by God! You talk too much!" He waved his sleeves again, and the pale red light surrounding Wumo suddenly flashed. tight!
Wu Mo's throat hurts, and his voice is ruined!
"You go and be tortured." Shen Jiuli said, turned and left.
Wumo sat down on the futon slowly, and slightly closed his eyes. This was the first time he had received such a big punishment since he followed Emperor Zun!
However, this was an oath he had already made to Emperor Zun, and now that he had broken the oath, it was only natural that he should be punished. He had already expected this result and was not surprised.
However, he has no regrets! If he could do it all over again, he would do it again!
After he sat down, he squeezed a spell upward with his fingertips. A moment later, a vortex appeared in the void that seemed to contain countless weapons. The vortex slowly pressed towards him, gradually engulfing his entire body...
His shadow disappeared in the ice room.
The black energy in Mohun Valley is raging, and every strand of black energy is a rope, which will bind him tightly inside. He suffers from being empowered by the black energy every night. You can't escape unless you go out of the valley...
After Wumo disappeared, Shen Jiuli appeared in the ice room again. He stood there, looking at the place where Wumo disappeared, with complicated eyes...
After a moment, he turned and left.
...
Ning Xuemo's sleep was really good. She started sleeping early in the morning and slept until sunset.
When she woke up, the sky was already full of stars outside.
She opened her eyes, and in front of her was the bed curtain of ink and wash landscapes. Her heart moved, and she looked around again. The room has a familiar layout.
This is the side hall where she once lived, not Emperor Zun's bedroom.
Ning Xuemo's memory still stays in the moment when Emperor Zun carried her back to the room after soaking in the hot spring...