It seems that it has nothing to do with him. Just as he was thinking about it, suddenly a light came out from the red silk in Chu Mo Li's hand. Then, in the void of the hall of the medicine king, there appeared staggered light and shadow. What appears to be a strange place in the light and shadow. The house is cylindrical with colorful semicircles on the top. Above the semicircle is a thin needle, so you can't see the material clearly. Around the strange room, there are a lot of people who are dressed more strangely. Mu Yan had stopped playing and looked curiously at the image in the void. She had never seen anyone built and dressed like this before“ Third Elder martial brother, this is... "As soon as her question came out, she found that her master Han Chujiu's face was not right. His eyes were full of blood. The hands hanging on the side of the body tightly clenched into fists. It's as if you have to be crazy and try your best to restrain yourself so that you can calm down“ Master Xiaojiu, what's the matter? " Mu Yan also can't care to ask the end of Chu from where this is, quickly get up to help Han Chujiu. While speaking, the image in the void has disappeared. Chu Mo leaves the facial expression pale, slightly panting for breath, the red Ling in the hand throws aside. With a turn of the wrist, a cup of tea appeared at the fingertip, which was sent to the mouth to drink slowly. Han Chujiu closed his eyes, spit out a mouthful of turbid gas, and finally calmed down. He looked at Mu Yan, and at Chu Mo Li, and the look and emotion in his eyes were hard to understand. After a long time, he said, "boy, do you know where that place just appeared?" This boy, of course, is calling Chu Mo Li. At the end of Chu, he said, "although I haven't seen it, I guess it should be Jiuli tribe." Han Chu nine Leng hum a: "don't know your kid is clever after all, still be to come out from nine Li tribe at all." He looked at xiangmuyan and said in a deep voice, "my dear disciple, the strange building that just appeared, and the people who are wearing strange clothes are the Jiuli tribe." Muyan's spirit was shocked: "the Third Elder martial brother exerts the soul chasing curse on the red Ling left by liweiran. As a result, the scene of Jiuli tribe appears. Does that mean that liweiran is still alive in Jiuli tribe?" At the end of Chu, he took a sip and said carelessly, "maybe." There was a slight flush on his pale face. Mu Yan's face suddenly changed. He snatched the cup in his hand, and the mellow aroma came to his face. She said, "who let you drink?" The end of Chu left and opened his mouth to talk. Muyan has taken out a pill, mercilessly put it into his mouth: "I don't want to live, I don't have to waste my divine power to save you." Chu from the end of the difficult to swallow the huge pill. Then he watched Mu Yan search all the wine in his storage space, and could not help sighing: "younger martial sister, you are more and more like elder martial brother. You are in charge of the East and the West Mu Yan grinned and showed a gloomy smile. He pinched his hands and made a clattering sound: "do you want to have a try? When I beat the lame man, is it like the master brother?" Han Chujiu looked at the interaction between them like family members and friends. He was in a trance for a moment. It seems that there are many images in my mind. However, all that is like a mirror, and it becomes empty in an instant. What's left is full of resentment, a mess“ Master nine... Master nine... "