The three foundation building sites had not been to the underground palace just now, and they didn't know the bad things underground. They just felt that something was wrong with the person who seemed to be a mortal in front of them, but they couldn't say what was wrong.

Su Mo cried and laughed for a while, gradually slowed down and became sad and deep.

"Since my brother promised to take you home, he will definitely take you home. No one can stop him..."

Su Mo raised his head and looked at the three men in black robes who were blocking his way, with a calm expression.

“No one can stop it…”

The man in black robe who was talking looked at Su Mo's crazy look and could no longer help but rushed up with his sword.

The sword light lit up and pierced directly into Su Mo's chest.

Su Mo frowned, as if he was a little unhappy. He was holding a little girl in his arms... and this man was still stabbing his arms with a sword.

Su Mo was unhappy, and a faint breath spread out from his body.

This breath that others could not see wrapped around the man in black robe who was rushing straight into the man in black robe, and drilled into the man in black robe from his nostrils, ears, mouth, eyes, and even pores.

The man in black robe suddenly felt cold all over, and a chill from his head to his feet.

The man in the black robe gradually slowed down. When the tip of the sword was about to touch Su Mo's arms, he could no longer move.

The man in black robe was horrified to find that he could no longer control his body...

Uneasiness and fear filled his heart. He had never seen such a strange situation.

The two men in black robes on the side also noticed something was wrong, and then took a few steps back.

They saw the man in black robe rushing towards Su Mo aging at a speed visible to the naked eye...

"Look..." Su Mo smiled, "I just wanted to take you home, and they would definitely not refuse."

"Why do they refuse? I'll take you home and have nothing to do with them, right?"

Su Mo reached out and gently patted the little girl's back, soothing the little girl's emotions.

But in the eyes of the others present, this action was as if they had seen a ghost, and they all looked at Su Mo's actions in horror.

The three men in black robe also remembered what the monk and Taoist priest said just now.

Very bad...

A very bad thing...

The three of them felt like they fell into ice and their hearts were cold.

Su Mo's emotions were extremely unstable. As he spoke, he started crying again: "It has nothing to do with them, why should they refuse?"

"unless......"

"They want to keep us! Yes... they want to keep us blood refining pills, of course they want to keep us."

"But..." Su Mo shed tears and looked sad, "Brother promised you to take you home."

The little girl raised her head and wiped Su Mo's tears with her tender little hands. She said a little pitiful and sensible: "Brother doesn't cry. If they don't let us go, then we won't leave. Brother doesn't cry, Tongtong is not afraid anymore... Tongtong is not afraid anymore... Brother doesn't cry!"

She didn't want her brother to cry, and her brother was also very helpless when she cried.

"Good Tongtong, brother won't cry..." Su Mo grabbed the little girl's tender little hand and put the little girl's head back in his arms. "Let me think of a way, brother will definitely take you home."

"Can Tongtong sing children's songs?" Su Mo lowered his head and pondered for a moment, as if he was thinking of something, and suddenly laughed strangely and swayed his arms gently.

"Yes!" The little girl in her arms nodded.

"Then..." Su Mo thought for a while and said, "Tongtong sang a nursery rhyme for everyone. Maybe they think it sounds nice... and let us go home when we are happy."

"Can you?" Tongtong asked innocently.

"Yes!" Su Mo smiled affirmatively.

"Yes..." Tongtong also thought for a while, "Then Tongtong sang a song "Three Character Classic", my mother taught me..."

"Okay..." Su Mo hugged the little girl and swayed gently, with a weird behavior.

All the people present were frightened, including Zhixuan and Mude in the golden bowl on the side.

At this moment, the three men in black robe were not at all focused on Zhixuan and Mude. They could have escaped quickly from the golden bowl.

However, the strange atmosphere present made the two of them have no courage to escape.

It seems that I still feel a little safe in the golden bowl...

"At the beginning of man, one's nature is good.

Their natures are similar, but their habits are different.

If you don’t teach, your nature will change.

The way of teaching is to be dedicated..."

A song "Three Character Classic" was sung in the little girl's mouth, with a tender voice and cheerful singing, which is a nursery rhyme that combines education and entertainment.

As Tongtong's singing rang, Su Mo slowly moved...

The soul of the dead holding Tongtong swayed gently, gradually turning into a dance, with a strange dance posture, and an unusually weird...

At this time, the other two men in black robe found that they could not move at any time. They looked at Su Mo who was dancing strangely and entertaining themselves in horror...

Su Mo was dancing, shaking his head around the three men in black robes present, but his hands were tightly holding the pitiful soul in his arms.

In the courtyard... Su Mo was dancing randomly, three black robes built foundations, and they were stiff and unable to move. Two trembling people were hiding from the golden bowl beside them. There were corpses on the ground lying on the ground, and the lights behind Su Mo were dim and blood filled with blood.

The situation in the yard is extremely strange at this moment.

The night, the rain, the cool breeze... Under the dim candlelight, Su Mo danced gently in the rain in the darkness.

A song of death intertwined with the surging blood of the night, which made the soul feel frightened and uneasy...

"In the past, Meng Mu chose a neighborhood.

If a son doesn’t learn, he will break the loom.

Dou Yanshan has Yifang.

He taught his five sons and made all famous.

It is the fault of the father if he raises or does not teach.

If you are not strict in teaching, your teacher is lazy.

It is not appropriate for a student to learn.

If you don’t learn in your childhood, what’s the point of old age?

Jade cannot be made into a weapon without carving.

If a person does not learn, he will not know the righteousness.

Being a son of man is a young man.

Friends and teachers, practice etiquette..."

The singing continued, and the strange dance steps continued...

The man in black robe holding the sword was stiff and unable to move at this moment. His whole body was cold, and an extremely strange aura wandered in his body, which was constantly devouring his vitality.

Uneasy, worry, fear, confusion... all kinds of emotions come to my mind, but at this time I can't even speak.

The feeling of weakness gradually became stronger, and a feeling called "despair" occupied the entire thought of the man in black robe.

Su Mo whirled his body, embracing the dead soul, and stopped when he danced in front of the man in black robe...

"How can you not listen to the Tongtong sing carefully?" Su Mo said to the man in black robe.

The man in black wanted to speak, but he couldn't open his mouth and couldn't say anything.

It seemed that the man in black robe did not listen to Tongtong sing seriously. Su Mo turned his head and pondered for a moment.

Then, reach out and a little bit on the black-robed man’s forehead!

Then he walked away with a light pace...

As Su Mo pointed his fingers on his forehead, the man in black robe was stunned and watched Su Mo dance in his arms...

He heard, he heard a young child singing a nursery rhyme, a cheerful nursery rhyme...

On this strange night, Su Mo was dancing a weird dance, and a strange nursery rhyme sang by an invisible person came to his ears.

The man in black robe had a heart and a courageous person, and the strong man in the late stage of foundation building, felt only a great fear at this moment!

The vitality was constantly swallowed by that strange aura, becoming older and weaker...

"Xiang Jiuling, can warm the mat.

It is something that should be filial to your parents.

Rong is four years old and can give up pears.

I am the eldest son, so I should give you a prophet.

First, filial piety and brotherhood are the first, and second, they are the second.

Know a certain number and know a certain article.

One and ten, ten and hundreds.
Chapter completed!