I Made the World Mutate Chapter 18: The evil thing is born

　　"This..."

　　 Xiao Mu stopped subconsciously and looked left and right.

　　 The matter was very serious. He was starved to death in Aunt Chen's house, and he was bloody, but it was far less serious than here.

　　Note, this is in the courtyard of the Zhao family, and has not yet entered the ancestral hall. The yard is already so serious, let alone in the ancestral hall?

　　"Where is your ancestral hall? Where is it? Take me over and see."

　　 Xiao Mu looked back at Zhao Xuewen.

　　 Zhao Xuewen's face is as usual, obviously he can't smell the strong blood.

　　 "Mr. Mu, please follow me."

　　 Zhao Xuewen found that Xiao Mu's expression became serious as soon as he entered his yard, and his heart suddenly became abrupt.

　　 Is it serious?

　　 in a state of anxiety, took Xiao Mu to a house.

　　 The house is in the corner, not big, but very unique and clean.

　　 This is the ancestral hall of the Zhao family.

　　 The door turned out to be open, and there was someone inside, a man in his early thirties.

　　 As soon as Xiao Mu entered, the other party's attention fell on Xiao Mu. He couldn't help but look at Xiao Mu, his expression was slightly unkind.

　　 Xiao Mu also took the opportunity to look at the other party a few times. With his eyesight, it is not difficult to find that the man's body is steaming with blood, his aura is strong, and he is obviously a warrior.

　　 Of course, this is Xiao Mu's guess. Even though he has seen a martial artist for the first time, with his vision for the spiritual energy of the aisle, at a glance, there will be absolutely no deviation in this kind of thing.

　　 This man is indeed a warrior.

　　 Xiao Mu's attention did not fall on the man.

　　 To be precise, as soon as he walked into the ancestral hall, his sight was attracted by the conditions in the ancestral hall.

　　 followed, his heart sank, and a strong anxiety surged into his heart.

　　 Inside the ancestral hall, there is a strong blood.

　　 is blood, not blood.

　　 Blood is the taste, and blood is the color.

　　 Blood Qi, also called Blood Light.

　　 The whole room is a thick blood red. Of course, this is in Xiao Mu's eyes, as monks can see many things that ordinary people can't see.

　　 The blood red blood gas almost condensed into evil aura, soaring into the sky, as if it broke open the roof of the ancestral hall and rushed straight into the sky.

　　 Xiao Mu's heart was shaken again:

　　 Is there something terrible evil about to be born?

　　 The blood rushes to the sky, which symbolizes the birth of an evil thing. This evil thing is not an ordinary foreign object, nor is it a treasure that is usually called, but a ghost, a monster, a monster, which is different from ordinary ghosts and is quite scary.

　　The stronger the blood qi, the stronger the evil thing about to be born.

　　 Judging from the richness of blood in the Zhao family's ancestral hall, this evil thing is not trivial, and the place of birth, needless to say, is in the Zhao family's ancestral hall.

　　 Xiao Mu lowered his head and couldn't help touching his suitcase.

　　 carried his various supplies in his suitcase, including the mahogany sword, and the recently made Taoism.

　　 Xiao Mu fell into deep thought: With these things in his hands, he should almost be able to withstand the impending foreign object, right?

　　 However, if so, his confidence is still not very strong.

　　 For a while, he couldn't help even the thought of turning around and leaving.

　　 The evil thing about to be born in the Zhao Family Ancestral Hall is too strong and too dangerous. Perhaps leaving now is the best choice.

　　 However, at the mention of leaving, Xiao Mu's mood fell into conflict again.

　　The greater the danger, the greater the harvest. It has always been an eternal law.

　　 is gone, then you will get nothing.

　　 So Xiao Mu frowned, feeling conflicted, and tightly grasped his suitcase with his right hand, sinking into a thought.

　　 followed, suddenly thinking of something, his eyes suddenly lit up, and his confidence increased a little out of thin air.

　　 Maybe......

　　 "Mr. Joe, did you find the problem?"

　　 Zhao Xuewen obviously didn't notice Xiao Mu. As soon as he entered the ancestral hall, his sight fell on the male warrior in his early thirties.

　　The man, Mr. Qiao, gave Xiao Mu a bad look. Xiao Mu's attitude after entering the ancestral hall made him feel uncomfortable.

　　 After entering the ancestral hall, this man ignored his existence, looked around inside the ancestral hall, pretending to be unpredictable.

　　 Yes, pretend.

　　In the eyes of the man Mr. Qiao, Xiao Mu's behavior just now was obviously pretending to be unpredictable, and Mr. Qiao's heart sneered at this.

　　 was upset and did not answer Zhao Xuewen's words. Instead, he gave Xiao Mu a sideways look and asked Zhao Xuewen: "Mr. Zhao, don't you introduce me first?"

　　 "Sorry, sorry!"

　　 Zhao Xuewen saw Mr. Qiao’s unhappy attitude at a glance, and hurriedly introduced with an apologetic face, "Mr. Qiao, this is Mr. Mu. Mr. Mu, this is Mr. Feng Qiao."

　　 After hearing the introduction, Xiao Mu couldn't help but glance at this Mr. Qiao more.

　　 Needless to say, this person also used a pseudonym, and said politely: "Mr. Joe, hello!"

　　 Qiao Feng snorted with an unhappy expression, and said loudly, "Fine!"

　　 Xiao Mu did not show his expression, and took a deep look at Qiao Feng again, and concluded in his heart.

　　 This girl is a little big, so don’t be scared when the evil things are born.

　　 followed closely, only listening to Zhao Xuewen asking Qiao Feng again, "Mr. Qiao, did you find the problem?"

　　Qiao Feng looked relaxed, and replied proudly: "It's just a little evil spirit, Mr. Zhao, don't worry, I'm here, the evil spirit won't come, and it will definitely not escape Qiao's palm." /

　　 Zhao Xuewen breathed a sigh of relief~IndoMTL.com~ quickly flattered: "Listening to Mr. Joe's words, I feel relieved."

　　 However, Xiao Mu couldn't help frowning slightly after hearing the conversation between the two.

　　Little evil spirit?

　　 This Qiao Feng obviously didn't realize the seriousness of the situation. How could the evil things come out like little evil spirits?

　　 This boy is so big, I am afraid that the evil thing will not be of much help when it is born.

　　 "This one hasn't said what is going on yet?"

　　 Qiao Feng glanced at Xiao Mu again and said to Zhao Xuewen.

　　 He said his opinion, but Xiao Mu didn't say it, which made him feel very upset.

　　 "Mr. Mu..."

　　 Zhao Xuewen turned to Xiao Mu after hearing this.

　　 But when he was about to ask, the knock on the door sounded again.

　　 tu tu tu tu tut!

　　 "Sorry, you two will wait here first, I'll pick someone up."

　　 Zhao Xuewen dropped a word, turned and walked out of the ancestral hall, and picked up the people.

　　As soon as Zhao Xuewen walked out of the ancestral hall, Qiao Feng’s face sank, staring at Xiao Mu coldly, threatening, "Friend, please explain in advance, don’t grab my prey, otherwise don’t blame me for being polite."

　　 prey?

　　Who is preyed by whom?

　　 Xiao Mu didn't think so, this "Qiao Feng" is too big, the evil thing is born, it is definitely not as simple as the prey he said.

　　 But despite my disapproval, his face remained calm, and said lightly: "Whoever kills will belong to whoever."

　　 "It's better to be like this."

　　Qiao Feng said indifferently and warned again, "But if I did it first, please don't interfere."

　　 Xiao Mu nodded and agreed.

　　 It’s not always certain how things are going. It’s too early to talk about harvesting. Let’s talk about how you can protect yourself from the birth of evil things.