God-level Stealing System

"Who isn't a disciple of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect?"

Before Zheng Feng finished speaking, there was a lazy voice, and everyone suddenly turned their heads, only to see the man lingering in the air, with purple lightning flashing under his feet.

...

In the blood-colored curtain, Ye Qingyan sat blankly in place, not even caring about her cultivation, she looked towards the direction of the gate of the curtain, as if she was waiting for something, but her eyes were dull, as if her heart had... died.

"The second request, after a month, I should die..."

Ye Qingyan thought blankly, looking back at the past, the experience of this month made her question her previous life.

Then, a figure of a man appeared in her eyes.

It took a long time for Ye Qingyan to gather her eyes, then suddenly she frowned, looked up and down in silence, without concealing the anger in her heart, she said coldly, "Are you going to kill someone?"

Shen Mo glanced at her, his eyes were extremely indifferent: "I won't let you die!"

Ye Qingyan's body trembled, and the spirit that had been condensed with great difficulty dissipated immediately after Shen Mo's words.

She didn't see the fleeting worry in the silent eyes.

To Ye Qingyan's surprise, Mo Mo led five thousand warriors past the gate of Zishan City, but did not turn back, but continued to march forward.

"Further ahead is the Purple Cloud Sect. Could it be that he wants to use this power to destroy the Purple Cloud Sect?"

The map of Lingnan County appeared in Ye Qingyan's mind, and she frowned. After a month of contact, she had to admit that Mo Mo is not a brainless person, and among the warriors Mo Mo subdued, the top batch of fighters are all gone.

This inevitably made her think too much, thinking that Shen Mo had sent them out to plot something.

"No, with mere Xuanyuan Realm combat power, no matter how deep this thief's schemes are, he still cannot capture the Ziyun Sect's mountain gate, which has the Law Realm in command and has been guarded by countless formations for thousands of years."

"He wants to go to... the Zidang Mountains?!"

Ye Qingyan's confused mind turned with difficulty, and finally realized the real purpose of silence, but her face turned pale again.

Lin Ran and other Ziyunzong disciples were besieged and killed by the three devils of the Wanmozong. If the thief led five thousand warriors there again, would the Ziyunzong disciples still have a way out?

Yang Xun identified Shen Mo as a disciple of the Ziyun Sect, so he believed that Mo Mo subdued the warriors of the Wanmo Sect to save the disciples of the Ziyun Sect.

Ye Qingyan identified Shen Mo as a disciple of the Wanmo Sect, so she thought that Shen Mo went to the Zidang Mountains to destroy the Ziyun Sect.

One destination, two determinations, two completely different states of mind!

On this day, Silence ordered everyone to stop and go fishing in the mountains alone.

Ye Qingyan came here under the guidance of the old man of the Qian family.

She looked at the back of that person, such a cruel person, sitting upright and meticulous, for some reason, she no longer felt any hatred.

Maybe it's a dying person who doesn't want to think about anything else anymore.

she will die...

"What's the third requirement?" Mo Mo asked faintly knowing that she was behind her.

"Don't go to Zidang Mountains, is that okay?" Ye Qingyan said.

Shaking his head silently, he said, "No."

Ye Qingyan smiled bitterly, she knew this was the answer.

"Besides that, you can talk about other things, as long as I can do it, I will do it for you."

"I want you to die."

Silent for a long time, Ye Qingyan's words were understated, seemingly weak, but Wan Dao's stealing system made him feel a kind of murderous intent of extreme hatred, and the cold voice frantically reminded him "whether or not to steal".

"I can't predict this battle, let alone life and death, so I can no longer protect you, so...you can go."

Silence continued: "I have a lot of heart to mess with you, and I feel uneasy. If I die in this battle, everything will return to dust, and it will be written off. If I live, I... will go to the Ye family to propose marriage."

"At that time, if you die, I will let the two cities of Ziyun and Zishan, as well as everyone in the Ye family, be buried with you!"

With the last sentence, Shan Ye suddenly stopped, his cold murderous aura was more piercing than Ye Qingyan's martial arts.

Ye Qingyan smiled bitterly. Sure enough, she didn't even have the right to die?

She came here in a daze, and walked away in a daze, with a thin figure, as if she was going to go with the wind in the mountains.

Shen Mo didn't look back, let alone "see" with his perception, because he was afraid that he would not be able to bear it.

"Shen thief, your cultivation technique is upright and awe-inspiring, and you specialize in killing Wanmo sect warriors, and your smile is so kind and warm when you save the villagers. Therefore, I often have doubts, why a person like you is Wanwan?" Demon sect disciple?"

"Good and evil are right and wrong. In fact, you are more clear than anyone else. If a person like you is doing evil with all his heart, it will be really scary..."

Ye Qingyan suddenly turned her head, stared at the back, and said, "Senior Brother Shen, if you really like me, then please close that door and be a real man."

"Only a man who can control the desire to kill in his heart is qualified to like me!"

"If you can meet this requirement, I will really, really like you..."

Ye Qingyan is making the last effort, trying to bring Shen Mo back on track. She even thought, this thief has outstanding strength, amazing talent, and a top-notch talent... If he is really like-minded, he might be a good one. life partner.

Under her dignified gaze, the silence remained motionless, as if she had never heard of it.

The light in Ye Qingyan's eyes gradually disappeared, leaving only a sigh floating in the wind.

After Ye Qingyan left, Mo Mo's eyes opened and flickered, but he didn't say anything after all.

He suddenly looked in one direction, and said lightly: "I've been with me for so long, do you want to kill me? Come out."

Where he looked, a tall white-scaled horse came out from the depths of the mountain forest, and in the bewitching eyes that glistened with blood, there was a silent figure reflected, deep and indifferent.

It followed the silence, and along the way, it ate the corpses of two Duotian-level warriors and countless Xuanyuan-level warriors, and now its cultivation is unfathomable.

Sensing the killing intent of the dragon-scaled horse, Shen Mo smiled and said, "To be honest, with my current strength, you are no longer qualified to be my mount."

The dragon-scaled horse's scales exploded, and it roared in a low voice. The words of silence made it a little angry.

In fact, the words of silence are not empty words, because the growth of the dragon-scaled horse's realm is all due to his intention.

Otherwise, if he refuses, even if the dragon-scaled horse eats more fighters who win the heaven realm, it will never increase the demon energy!

"Don't be so jealous, Longlinma Zaohui, you should know the truth. Before you become my mount, what qualifications do you have for asking me to stand up for you, and why should I help you?"

"Today, I will say it again for the last time. When I am a mount, I promise you that you will have no worries in this life. If I am alive, no one will dare to bully you!"

Mo Mo got up, walked towards the dragon-scaled horse, and said: "Don't think it's just relying on others, if one day your cultivation base surpasses me in strength, let you ride me, so why not?"

With a roar, the dragon-scaled horse suddenly backed away and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Although it has broken through the Xuan Yuan Realm, it knows the power of silence better than anyone else. How can it not be afraid when it sees silence coming?

Silently sighed, a little helpless.

When he returned to the tent, Lu Yang and others came, and the old man of the Qian family asked Chi: "Senior brother, where are we going next?"

Mo Mo's sword rose and fell again, and the heads of Lu Yang and all the disciples of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect fell to the ground.

"I am a true disciple of Ziyun Sect, keep silent!" He stared coldly at the old man of the Qian family and the others, and said.

"Do you know what I mean?"