"Well, I wish you success in advance!"

The blind man clapped his hands to his feet and stretched out comfortably.

"Okay, I'm full here, drunk enough, and took a comfortable hot bath. It's time to leave!"

He walked in the direction of the palace gate leisurely, without looking at Mo Xuanchen at all.

Behind him, Mo Xuanchen sank and stood, his lips smashed.

"Senior, things have reached this point, what's the point of you being like this...?"

The blind lunatic stopped suddenly, but didn't turn around or speak.

Mo Xuanchen still stood with his back: "Or, do seniors have to force me to shoot, forcing us to tear our faces?"

"What else do you want?" The blind lunatic gritted his teeth and grunted: "I have said just now. I don't know anything you want to ask...what I know, and you refuse my help..."

"Your help?"

Mo Xuanchen sneered and turned his head, the corner of his eyes locked the blind lunatic.

"Senior, your help is just what I know, tell me again, right?"

"...But I know the fate of the two of you. I don't know the other servants..."

"Senior really don't know, or don't want to say!?"

"I am real"

The blind lunatic's words were not over yet, Mo Xuanchen's figure flashed in front of him, and the invisible pressure instantly suppressed all the words behind him.

"Senior, I can wake you up from the clone, and then I can completely turn you into a clone..."

"You...cough cough..."

The blind man's throat seemed to be torn between his hands, and the tearing pain made him swallow the words behind.

"I know that people like you have the talent for insight into the secrets of heaven, but no talent for cultivation. Therefore, you are destined to not have the ability to protect yourself!"

Mo Xuanchen walked gently behind the blind lunatic, with his hands behind him, changing his angle gracefully.

As his fingers changed, the expression of the blind lunatic also increased in pain.

"Senior, actually, we can totally help each other... You help me, I help you, there is no need to get to the point where you are dead now, what do you think?"

Mo Xuanchen turned to the blind lunatic, and stood upright with a smile on his lips.

But his smile fell in the eyes of the blind lunatic, no less than deadly poison: "You...how can you help me?"

"It depends on how seniors helped me!"

The blind lunatic's eyes fell on the Jiao Xiangmu not far away, gritted his teeth fiercely.

"If you are... for that thing... then kill me... I really... don't know!"

Ling Luoyu's eyes deepened--

The eyes of the blind lunatic showed that what he said was completely false!

He knows what it is!

Just for some reason, he refused to cooperate!

why? ?

Why would he rather die than tell the secret of Jiao Xiangmu?

"Do you think...I am not willing to kill you?!"

Murderous intent appeared in the bottom of Mo Xuanchen's eyes, and his right hand was emptied.

"Crack!"

The blind man's chest made a clear bone cracking sound.

"what!"

His screams whimpered in his throat, but it was more painful.

Mo Xuanchen was right. He has the ability to peek into the secrets of heaven, but he does not have the talent to practice martial arts!

This is like a chef who can make the world's delicious food, but he is a person who has no sense of smell and taste!