The six consciousnesses of the practitioner increase as his cultivation level increases.

Although Mo Weimin on the other side tried hard to shovel the black paint-like substance on his feet with a shovel, he watched all directions while watching when Han Dan would wake up and paying attention to the movements on Mo Yu.

After all, both of them are related to whether he can escape from the spider's nest successfully.

I thought it was a one-sided massacre, but a dazzling red light suddenly appeared on Mo Yan's body, and he used the power of wind and thunder to kill the snow-colored spider with one blow.

The shovel in Mo Weimin's hand almost fell to the ground.

But although the shovel did not fall, his hands began to shake.

Mo Xian actually has a baby who can kill the snow-colored spider in seconds. Wouldn't it be as easy to kill him as cutting melons and vegetables?

Then why did he pretend to be held hostage and follow him on this trip?

Before Mo Weimin could figure it out, another green light came out, and the spider's corpse disappeared.

Mo Weimin:...

What's the matter like? Stop the red light, go on the green light?

He thought this must be an illusion again, maybe it was the weasel who made a mess.

Mo Weimin only now realized that he had never understood his "son". He had never thought that his lack of understanding of Mo Shi was due to his indifferent concern for Mo Shi.

Mo Wei, who originally thought he would definitely die in Gaojiafen Village, actually entered the Little Spirit Realm with others. Not only did he survive the disaster, but he also successfully entered the Seventh Ring Road. Mo Weimin now thinks how ridiculous the person above said that he was "who was just a mistake, but just a moment of luck."

Can a sick man who can die at any time avoid those plots and two attacks, and can he be lucky?

Just like being able to reincarnate, luck is actually a kind of skill.

Then, the disappeared spider appeared in front of Mo again, as if he was about to eat him.

In less than a minute, the red light appeared and the spider died; the green light appeared and the spider disappeared; then in the blink of an eye, the dead spider, which was cut in half, was resurrected on the spot and combined on its own.

Even a cultivator wouldn't be so good at playing, right?

Mo Weimin now wants to poke his eyes. Which one is true and which one is false?

Then he saw Mo Yan ignoring the vicious spider and walking straight towards him. Mo Weimin suddenly realized something was wrong. He raised his hand and threw out a talisman paper to activate it, and then turned into five clusters of sharp water arrows and shot towards Mo Yan's head, chest, abdomen and feet.

Then another talisman was shattered, and a fireball the size of a child's head hit Mo Yan's chest.

After throwing out two talismans one after another, Mo Weimin did not look at the attack results, but waved the shovel desperately and finally shoveled one of his feet out of the black paint.

For fear of falling into the mud again, he did not dare to take the black paint under his foot, but took out a bunch of messy things from his own talisman ring and threw them on the ground as stepping stones.

But before he could pull out his other foot from the mud, the snow-colored spider had already arrived in front of him. Mo Weimin wanted to throw out all the remaining talismans to attack this monster that was comparable to the foundation-building stage cultivation level, but he was frightened to find that he could no longer move.

The black paint that had originally buried his feet had wrapped him up at some point, leaving only a head.

Mo Weimin fell silently, lying in black mud, facing Mo Wu sitting on the spider's back and looking at him indifferently. Mo Weimin felt embarrassed and regretful.

He regretted very much why he didn't make a quick decision to cut off his feet and run away.

Now that his whole body was wrapped in this sticky black paint, he was shocked to find that he could not raise any strength to struggle, and his whole body was as soft as a root of boiled noodles.

"Tell me what I want to know, and I'll give you a happy break."

Mo said.

His eyes were quiet and cold. Mo Weimin, who had wanted to make a sophistry, suddenly became calm. He knew that he could not escape from this cave, and he knew that he could not deceive Mo Yan. The ending must be destined, so why bother to panic?

"So what if you say it, you will never be able to fight against others anyway." Mo Weimin had a faint sarcasm on his face: "You must have known that Han Dan and I are not your real parents. Don't ask me who your real parents are, because I don't know. No one knows where you holy puppets got them."

Holy Puppet?

"What is a holy puppet?"

Another new term I have never heard of.

"You, you are all holy puppets. Haven't you even figured out this yet? You are the physical bodies prepared for the birth of the most noble saint son of Guling Mo, and we are the Mu Puppets, and we are the people who were abandoned by our family. It was because of raising you that Han Dan and I were kicked out of the Little Spirit Realm and we went to the dirty and filthy mortal world that could not be cultivated."

Mo Weimin's eyes at Mo Wei became extremely disgusted.

"So you gave me this name?"

"I originally wanted to call you Mo Wen, which means the jade in the mouth of the dead. Unfortunately, someone said that after divination, the word "花" is not swallowed or vomited, and it is not alive or dead. Combined with my clan's surname, it is afraid of changes. So I gave you a larvae, allowing you to roll in suffering and struggle in the world, but your life is only seven days old. I don't need you to care about any affection. Originally, I was not willing to raise you. If you want to kill me, hurry up, otherwise they will come later and I will reveal the secrets of you to the world."

When asked again, this person kept silent, and looked like he was determined to die.

Mo Yan's heart suddenly felt so painful.

This is his parents he wants to see even if he takes risks. He is really wishful thinking.

He originally thought that even if he was not a relative in the future, even if they had a certain degree of malice towards him, he would not care about the past because they had never abused him and raised him to become a human being.

Mo Weimin, who wanted to see Mo Xian collapse and cry or was so angry that he cursed loudly, was disappointed. His son still looked calm: "I know I can't live and want to anger me and let me kill you happily? Or do I want to cover up... Han Dan escape?"

With a "huh", the snow-white spider silk spider silk spurted out, tied Han Dan, who had already slipped to the exit, and tied him back like fishing, and fell heavily into the black mud.

Mo Weimin was disappointed. It was because he knew that he was bound to die, but he hoped that Han Dan would escape was not because he was so affectionate about this woman, but because Han Dan escaped was equivalent to returning to the family with Mo Ni's secret, and this kid would not have any good ending.

Even if he was killed by Mo, I believe that with that person's nature, Mo would come down to accompany him immediately.

Han Dan did not have Mo Weimin's backbone and almost answered questions.

Unfortunately, she didn't know who was going to kill Mo Yan, and she didn't know who Mo Yan's biological parents were.
Chapter completed!