"That's it?"

Mo Lingquan looked at the little guy in Wu Bingyue's hand with a suspicious expression. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThis made the Golden-winged Heavenly Silkworm Gu who was on the rise very dissatisfied. Squeak and squeak and jump around.

"Don't underestimate Liuyun, the connection between the Golden-Winged Heavenly Silkworm Gu and the Mother Body is beyond your imagination."

Wu Bingyue wrinkled Xiao Qiong's nose and looked at Mo Lingquan with a dissatisfied expression.

"Get in touch! A moment later, one more change. ”

Mo Lingquan looked at Wu Bingyue with a calm face, he didn't want to bother talking on this topic.

"Hmph..."

Wu Bingyue pursed her lips and didn't argue with Mo Lingquan anymore, but was communicating with the Golden-winged Heavenly Silkworm Gu in a whisper in a language that Mo Lingquan didn't understand.

As the exchange deepened, Wu Bingyue's face was cloudy. The momentum on his body is getting higher and higher.

"Ice Moon..."

Mo Lingquan patted Wu Bingyue's shoulder with a look of concern.

"They broke into the Wu Clan and killed my people, but the Great Witch Xingtian was trapped in the Wu God Palace by the Gu God because of my selfishness... Woo..."

Wu Bingyue couldn't hold back anymore as she spoke, and threw herself into Mo Lingquan's arms and cried bitterly.

"Silly girl! You also left Southern Xinjiang for the sake of your clan, and you can't be blamed for that. If you want to blame, blame those who provoke right and wrong in the Nanyang and all the forces in the Nanyang. ”

Mo Lingquan's body stiffened, and he mechanically patted Wu Bingyue's shoulder and comforted him.

"I want them to pay, Brother Mo, will you help me?"

Wu Bingyue raised her head and looked at Mo Lingquan with a pleading expression.

"Those who offend my rivers and mountains will be punished even if they are far away."

Mo Lingquan's face showed a ruthless color, it was because of these people that he had to separate from Yue Qingdai.

"Brother Mo..."

Wu Bingyue looked at Mo Lingquan with a look of surprise.

"Kill..."

Mo Lingquan's body erupted with a murderous intent.

"Yes! The Gu God had already launched the Ten Thousand Gu Great Array, and the Great Witch Xingtian had already left the Witch God Palace to lead the warriors of the Wu Clan to start a counterattack. ”

Wu Bingyue nodded, and a cold glint flashed in her apricot eyes.

"This is grass for pills, you let them take it first. More you stay, just in case. ”

Mo Lingquan took out a small porcelain bottle from the void space of Sumeru and handed it to Wu Bingyue.

"Brother Mo, this is too precious..."

Even if the Wu clan never leaves southern Xinjiang. But you have already heard of the name of the Hidden Sword Pavilion Grass Returning Dan?

"Take it... That's all I can do. ”

Mo Lingquan stuffed the porcelain vase into Wu Bingyue's hand, and looked at the road to the southern frontier with an indifferent expression, in his perception, another group of exotic warriors was rapidly approaching.

Under the control of Mo Lingquan, the nine bronze men protected the two maids in the middle.

"Zheng..."

The long sword in Mo Lingquan's hand suddenly came out of its sheath.

"Hum..."

Nine short blades slowly rotated around Mo Lingquan, and the short blades themselves were also rotating at high speed.

"Take the grass and return the pill..."

Mo Lingquan looked indifferent.

Without waiting for Wu Bingyue to answer, the nine short blades beside him broke through the air like arrows off the string.

He also followed closely behind, flying out. Under the rays of the morning sun, the blade exudes a cold glow?

Wu Bingyue opened her mouth, tears rolling in her eyes.

"Squeak, squeak..."

The Golden-Winged Heavenly Silkworm Gu that stopped on Wu Bing Yuexiang's shoulder turned into a golden light and followed.

After handing over the grass to Jun Li and Jun Wu, Wu Bingyue pulled out a short sword on her leg that looked like Jin Feijin and looked like wood but not wood, and followed.

Nine short blades flew through the woods, and there was a slight connection between them.

Silently, it shot towards the foreign warrior who was rapidly approaching.

"Everyone, beware..."

Before they got closer, Mo Lingquan's figure was discovered by the other party, and there was no news of several waves of people, which made them even more cautious.

As soon as he stepped on the ground, Mo Lingquan's figure rose into the air, and the sword twenty-five style and one sword came from the east and suddenly used it.

"Break it for me..."

The first martial artist who discovered Mo Lingquan's figure before felt that something was wrong for the first time, and let out a loud shout, which made the few people who had lost their minds sober up.

The scimitar waved, and the Dao Dao sword shot towards Mo Lingquan.

"No..."

"Zheng..."

Mo Lingquan's style sword twenty-five style one sword is not a killing move, but it is just to attract the attention of the other party, and the real killing move is the nine silent short blades that follow closely.

"Poof... Burst... Poof..."

The short blade entered the body, piercing a blood hole the size of a baby's fist in the chests of several people, even if at the last moment they found the hidden weapon that followed under the cover of the sword light, it was too late to dodge, wielding a scimitar to split it away, but it was swung away by the short blade that rotated at high speed.

After the spinning short blade entered the body, it wrenched their internal organs into pieces.

With a deep reluctance, the group of people collapsed, their faces full of horror.

"Brother Mo, are you okay?"

Wu Bingyue rushed over, and in just an instant, these people who came to sneak attack were all killed by Mo Lingquan.

"It's okay..."

Mo Lingquan exhaled a long breath, his right hand holding the sword trembled slightly, he was not as relaxed as he was.

Suddenly... A tingling sensation drained his mind, and he couldn't help but want to moan.

The next moment, he felt that the tiredness in his body suddenly disappeared, and an indescribable feeling of comfort spread throughout his body with this tingling feeling.

Only then did Mo Lingquan notice the short sword in Wu Bingyue's hand, and in an instant, a long-lost memory came to his heart.

"This Zixiao Divine Sword will be given to you, you can go back! After March, when you have mastered the basic sword styles, I will teach you the moves. ”

Qin Huaiyuan's words were still echoing in his ears, but the people and swords had already withdrawn from the stage of history with the rise of Mo Lingquan, and they used their lives to create today's Mo Lingquan.

"Cultivating the Heart Sword needs to be gradual and not rushed."

The old man's earnest teaching seemed like yesterday, and Mo Lingquan's eyes were a little blurred. A warm current flowed in my heart, and the pressure I had been under for these days all disappeared at this moment, and it was not worth mentioning.

"Can you show me this dagger?"

Mo Lingquan's words trembled slightly.

"Brother Mo is talking about fish intestines? Here you go..."

The sword light on the blade suddenly disappeared, and the sword body that looked like gold and not gold, and wood and not wood appeared in front of Mo Lingquan's eyes.

The short sword exudes a simple bronze color throughout its body, and it is slightly heavy. On the sword body, the blue lines as thin as hair exude a mysterious aura.

"Zixiao Thunderwood..."

Mo Lingquan gently stroked the blade of the short sword and whispered softly. The saber he carried with him had long been put aside.

"Brother Mo likes this fish intestine sword? The Ice Moon has given it to you. ”

Wu Bingyue smiled sweetly and gave away her most cherished fish intestine sword.

"No need! It's just that I was touched for a while, and I remembered a senior in the door, and I can have today's achievements, all thanks to the support of that senior. ”

Mo Lingquan shook his head and handed the fish intestine sword in his hand to Wu Bingyue with great dignity.