C29 Cultivation in the Middle of the Night in the Ghost Village

At night, in the village of Luo Family in the Wanlan Mountain, it was eerie and terrifying.

Standing at the periphery, Su Mo felt a lot of resentment and shouted that he wanted to rush over to take away Su Mo's soul.

Tap, tap.

Su Mo was startled by the sound of footsteps and immediately dodged.

"Little Lan, give me a smile."

Chu Lan walked up with a pained face and ignored this old teacher.

The old urchin Lin Hua laughed, the one who liked to play the boy and girl the most, Chu Lan, especially Chu Lan's expression after the play was especially funny.

Lin Hua suddenly stopped Chu Lan and stared at the village cautiously. Chu Lan pulled out his sword and looked inside with a serious expression.

Lin Hua stopped smiling mischievously and frowned: "The demonic energy here is really great, could this be the Devil Clan's nest?"

Chu Lan walked forward and entered the Luo Village which was covered in black fog. In the night sky, a full moon turned into a bloodthirsty blood moon in an instant.

Seeing the two enter, Su Mo rubbed his chin and sighed in the end, "You are my Second Junior Brother."

Su Mo felt a chill as soon as he entered.

Su Mo was a little scared: "Number 233, will I die?"

Number 233: [Host, may I ask if you are using demonic energy to blow balloons?]

Su Mo: "..."

System, you are ruthless enough #

Su Mo waved his hand and summoned a Haunted Spirit. Who knew it was a child, but the outline of the child made people feel a little familiar.

"Little sister, don't be afraid. Tell big brother, what happened here?"

Spirit Summoner!

In the orthodox sects, only the strong could know such a technique, and it was even a technique that cultivated the Spirit Summoning Cultivation Method.

Within the Devil Religion, besides Sect Leader Ji Ruhua, there was only one other person that knew of.

It could be said that the number of people who knew the Spirit Summoning Technique could be counted on one hand.

Su Mo's father couldn't even suppress the coffin. He was happy, but also surprised. He was happy that Su Mo knew how to summon his spirit. To his surprise, Su Mo actually cultivated his demon energy.

"Big brother, everyone was killed."

The seven or eight year old little loli was so adorable that it was fine to ignore her deathly pale face.

"Who killed him?"

"An uncle."

Su Mo was stunned: "Then do you know him?"

"I don't know. He's injured. My father saved him. He went crazy and killed us all." Brother, we have been trapped here for a long time, when can we leave?

"I will. Big brother will bring you out. Big brother will take you to find big sister. Who is your sister?"

"Her name is Tang Luoluo."

Boom — —

Su Mo only felt a bolt of lightning strike his head, causing his body to sway.

"How old is your sister?"

"Ten years old."

Su Mo felt his chest tighten.

Under the dim light, he carefully examined the little girl in front of him. No wonder she looked so familiar, she was more or less similar to Luoluo.

"Then can you bring big brother to your house?"

"Alright."

Tang Yiyi hopped to the front, looking no different from any other child. It would be better if he missed the blank space under her feet. Su Mo felt goosebumps as he looked at the shadow under his feet.

A gust of cold wind blew. Su Mo waved his hand to block it. When he lowered his hand, Tang Yiyi was nowhere to be seen.

"Tang Yiyi?"

Su Mo summoned his spirit once again, but found that he was unable to summon it.

Tap, tap.

Footsteps sounded. Su Mo turned around and saw Lin Hua looking around with his guard up.

Su Mo really wanted to grab his collar and angrily ask him why he dragged Chu Lan here in the middle of the night.

"This little brother seems to be alive."

His tone was not friendly.