Chapter 239: Some concerns

The sudden change of wind direction made everyone at a loss for how to respond, and all eyes fell on Su Ming.

The latter had a leisurely face, without any emotion.

"Assisting the elder, you really overestimate me. What do you mean? These two people are also your lackeys. They gave it to me so casually and used it to exchange for the things in my hand. It seems that this Ghost Shadow Tears is indeed not an ordinary thing!"

Seeing that the opposite party took it so seriously, Su Ming was even happier. He took out the Ghost Shadow Tears in his arms in front of Mo Lou.

The dark green stone shone in the air, and the green flickering in the center was like a beating heart.

The moment Mo Lou saw this thing, the whole person seemed to have hysteria, and he looked into it at a glance. A stream of green blood rushed in his body, gradually heating up, getting hotter and hotter!

His whole body was invaded by this heat, his eyes turned from dark green to blood red, and he stared at the Ghost Shadow Tears.

The Ghost Shadow Tears seemed to be inspired by something in Su Ming's hand. The green color inside, which was tied by the spider web, jumped very fast, and the flashing frequency increased!

Mo Lou began to speed up his pace and rushed towards Su Ming.

Su Ming was quick-witted and quick-handed. In an instant, he quickly grasped the thing in his hand and put it away.

Mo Lou was a little furious after missing it.

"Master Su, you'd better hand over the thing obediently, otherwise the consequences are not something you can bear. If it were someone else, you guys would have been wiped out long ago!"

Su Ming smiled and said slowly to his anxious face.

"This thing is really useless to me, but I can't give it to you. Who knows, it may have other uses. If you want it, come and get it yourself!"

"Don't force yourself at this time. You just taught Nangong Hanxiao skills. She has a weak water body. Your cultivation should be less than one tenth. As for you, these disciples are not my opponents. I am standing here to ask for it for you, just to keep your last dignity!"

Mo Lou looked at Su Ming's pretending, laughed, and exposed him without any hesitation.

Su Ming's expression did not change when he heard these words, but his eyes stared at Mo Lou, making it difficult to tell what he meant.

"Master, he is just pretending now. Why waste so much time talking to him? Just knock him down and take the things!"

Mu Shaobai struggled with the ropes on his body and shouted at Mo Lou.

He was almost mad now, and he wanted to be free immediately, and slashed at Su Ming and the others to vent his hatred!

Mo Lou ignored him, but stared at Su Ming with his eyes, trying to see something from him, but found that he could not see anything!

"Your disciple is right. If he really wanted to do it, he would have come directly at the beginning. He didn't rely on my lack of cultivation. It's better to come directly!"

Su Ming smiled and continued to talk along with Mu Shaobai's words.

Mo Lou was still in the same place, motionless, staring at Su Ming with his eyes. He wanted to rush over directly, but there was another idea that pressed him frantically, asking him not to act rashly!

"Master Su, while I am trying to persuade you kindly now, why not hand over the things directly? I am really giving you a chance. Don't cherish it. Even if you have something, these disciples are useless!"

Mo Lou said cruelly. In less than a second, he raised his right hand and grabbed a disciple of Piaomiao Palace in mid-air, clamping him fiercely in his palm.

The hand strangled the disciple's neck, so fragile that it seemed that it could be broken in the next second.

"Palace Master, save me!"

The disciple who was picked up screamed in shock, his face was full of panic, he was pale, his words were unclear, and his whole body was trembling.

Nangong Hanxiao was frightened by the sudden situation, and looked at the disciple with reluctance, and then looked at Su Ming hesitantly.

She wanted to say something but didn't dare to say it.

Although Nangong Hanxiao didn't know the cause and effect, she could more or less guess a little.

This group of people in front of him should have a grudge against his master, and they wanted something from him. If the master didn't give it, they would simply threaten him with these lives!

Mo Lou listened to the words shouted by the disciple next to him, with an unhappy face, deliberately said a few words, and corrected it.

"Really, is it useful to ask your palace master at this time? Hurry up and ask Master Su, as long as he gives me the things, your life can be saved!"

When the disciple heard this, it seemed as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw, and desperately turned his head to Su Ming, muttering in his mouth.

"Master Su, Master Su, help, give him the things! Give him the things!"

The disciple could already feel the death coming, his body shivered, a stream of heat rushed out from under him, and the fishy smell filled the whole space.

Mo Lou looked disgusted and threw the disciple in his hand away.

"It's so dirty!"

The disciple who was thrown to the ground was seriously injured, but at least he was still alive.

The whole person curled up and rolled in the mud, and ran towards the crowd in a hurry!

He almost lost his life here!

Luckily, fortunately! He is still alive now!

"You people here really have no backbone at all. It's just death, what are you afraid of? And you dirty my hands!"

Mo Lou wiped his hands with disgust and prepared to take another disciple.

Who would have thought that at this time, Ling Zhiyu rushed out from behind him, and the long sword left his body, directly cutting the distance between his hand and the disciple!

Mo Lou quickly retracted his hand, looked at Ling Zhiyu who was confronting him, and the corner of his mouth curled up.

"You are really worthy of being the disciple of Master Su. You are so smart that you even thought of attacking me from behind. Even so, what's wrong?"

Mo Lou was full of disdain. He raised one hand, and the rope that had just bound Mu Shaobai and the strange man opened.

"Catch all the disciples of Piaomiao Palace who should be caught. Since he is unwilling to take them out, force him to take them out!"

The cold order reached the ears of the two people, and the two people quickly moved and rushed down towards the disciples of Piaomiao Palace.

The disciples of Piaomiao Palace were even more terrified and fled in all directions, fearing that the two people chasing them would catch them.

Zhou Ziruo had a cold face and went straight to the strange man. As for Mu Shaobai, he was now in the Yellow Level. Ling Zhiyu glanced at Su Ming, hesitated for a moment, and went straight to him.

Both sides had people restraining them. Nangong Hanxiao and Mei Wenhua organized the other disciples to leave in an orderly manner.

The two of them have low cultivation bases, so they cannot hold Su Ming back.

Mo Lou looked at the empty space around Su Ming, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, with a hint of pride.

"Master Su, at this critical moment, your disciples are busy with their own affairs, are you going to fight me?"