From the Chaos to the Tomb Robbery

Looking at the ferocious middle-aged man in front of her, the red-clothed female puppet thrown beside her curled up her body, holding her almost hairless head and trembling.

Where did this person come from?

These female puppets, who had been practicing Taoism for more than three thousand years, were completely powerless to harm him.

woo woo woo...

He doesn't have any sympathy for women. Is it because they are not pretty enough?

Or is there something wrong with his aesthetics?

"Senior, we have no hostility towards you, can you please let us go?" Wu Sanxing asked.

The middle-aged man (Mo Jiu) glanced at him and said, "Oh! It's so easy!"

But he said he didn't want to let them go, because these female puppets thought they were more handsome than the little Qilin!

"Come here." The middle-aged man (Mo Jiu) turned his head and shouted at the female puppet in red.

"Oh... I was wrong! Sir, please forgive us sisters! I will sing a song for you."

When the female puppet in red heard what the middle-aged man (Mo Jiu) said, she shook her head in fear and hugged herself tighter with her hands!

The middle-aged man (Mo Jiu) pouted slightly. He didn’t want to listen now!

He did not accept her admission of mistake and simply hooked the red-clothed female puppet over and tied them up together.

"hey-hey……"

After doing all this, the middle-aged man (Mo Jiu) squatted in front of them, a smile on his wretched face and a mischievous look in his eyes.

His gaze made the female puppets tremble, and even Wuxie and the others were so scared that they broke out in cold sweats.

Shit! What kind of Shaolin Temple sweeping monk is this? This person must be possessed by some evil spirit! He feels scarier than the female puppets that have lived for thousands of years.

"Tell me, who is uglier, them or me?" The middle-aged man (Mo Jiu) spoke with a gloomy atmosphere.

But this sentence made the people or the female puppet at the scene stunned!

Boss, don't you know what you look like?

Not to mention the three young college students, even the old Wu Sanxing looks much better than you!

But their lives were in the hands of others, so several female puppets hurriedly said: "Of course the lord is the better-looking one. The lord is so powerful and handsome that we dare not watch."

The middle-aged man (Mo Jiu) blinked his eyes. Why did the last sentence sound so strange to him?

"But you called me ugly and robbed me of my money. I was very angry."

"I'm ugly, I'm ugly, I'm jealous of your good looks." The red-clothed female puppet had a strong desire to survive.

"I will return the money to you, sir, and I will also give you my burial objects as an apology. Please be magnanimous and let us sisters go!"

"Who wants your burial objects! They're dirty and smelly." They're all yin energy. Don't you know what little Qilin likes best?

"Senior, I can give you money, can you please let us go? I have money, very rich." Hai Shao had come to his senses at this time, and shouted with his body trembling with fear.

"Let you go, who will help me move them out?"

Wu Xie was stunned for a moment, and whispered: "Senior, do you want to take them out of the cave?"

"You robbed me of my money, so you have to compensate me. Of course you have to take me out!"

"But if they go out, they will disappear."

The middle-aged man (Mo Jiu) laughed, "Don't we have your Yang energy?"

"what?"

"what!"

Before these men and female puppets could react, they were directly flown up and then fell heavily onto the deck.

The force was so great that the boat was pushed down four-fifths of its depth.

The five people and six puppets were tied together, and it was unclear whether it was the people who were pressing the puppets or the puppets who were pressing the people. Anyway, Wuxie and Chen An, who were unlucky enough to be pressed underneath, couldn't breathe and fainted.

Wu Sansheng quickly asked Pan Zi to work together to get everyone to sit up, thus saving the lives of Wuxie and the other man.

"Let's go! Eat, eat! Workers don't work overtime."

The middle-aged man (Mo Jiu) happily jumped onto the boat, and the boat started moving automatically and quickly without anyone having to row.

He was in a very good mood and started humming a tune. He had completed what his brother had asked him to do!

After the boat sailed away, a spiritual fire ignited in the courtyard of the original small building, silently burning away all the yin energy that had been here for thousands of years, leaving only a few crystal coffins left on the shallows of the cave.

Not long after, the boat sailed out of the dark cave. The weather outside was sunny, and the sunshine shone on Wu Sansheng and the people there. They only felt that the biting coldness was gradually dissipating.

On the contrary, the female puppets were very afraid of the sunlight. They huddled tightly against the men who were tied together, using their yang energy for protection, curling up their bodies to avoid the sunlight.

"I'm out! I want to eat!"

As soon as he came out of the cave, the middle-aged man (Mo Jiu) saw a familiar figure standing on the shore, looking at him helplessly.

He threw down the people and puppets on the boat and flew directly to Zhang Qiling on the shore, hugging Zhang Qiling and trying to climb onto him.

Zhang Qiling looked at his current appearance, still hanging on his body, and his temples couldn't help but throb a few times.

Wu Sansheng and a few others looked at the ugly and wretched middle-aged man who flew over and climbed onto a young man who looked like an immortal, a rare sight in the world, before he even reached the shore.

Several people had their world views completely shattered. They were stunned and couldn't believe their eyes.

Such a stunning and outstanding young man and this middle-aged man?

Was he suppressed by the middle-aged man's force and surrendered to him?

Do they want to help call the police? The flowers of the motherland cannot be destroyed by ruthless hands!