Chapter Eighty-Six: The Holy Maiden of the Witch Clan Runs Away
"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"
The long sword was returned to the sheath, and Mo Lingquan fell to the ground with an indifferent face. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
"Brother Mo, are you okay?"
Yueqing Dailian's steps moved lightly, seemingly slowly, each step was a distance of several zhang, and in the blink of an eye, she appeared beside Mo Lingquan.
"It's okay..."
Mo Lingquan frowned slightly, and he still recalled the scene just now in his mind.
The other party's earth-shattering knife was still echoing in his mind, and he had never imagined that a simple gathering of momentum and drawing a knife could achieve this effect in one go.
It can be said that although this man in black fell as soon as he appeared, like a flash in the pan, it opened a new door for Mo Lingquan's martial arts path.
"Senior Brother Mo, are you there?"
Meng Yanran's eager voice sounded in Mo Lingquan's mind.
"I'm here, what's going on?"
Mo Lingquan stood quietly in place, and the moon wheel incorporated everything around him into the sense.
"I just received news that all the forces of the Nanyang have united, and there are even many Nanyang masters who have broken into the adjacent Dao Domain, the Sword Domain and the Buddha Domain through the junction of Nanjiang and the three forces."
Meng Yanran's voice was difficult to hide the worry, after all, according to the itinerary, Mo Lingquan was in the most chaotic area between Southern Xinjiang and the border of the Three Regions.
"The alliance of all parties in the South Seas? Do you know what they want to do? ”
Mo Lingquan's heart suddenly changed, and the thing he didn't want to see happened the most.
"As if looking for something? They have no intention of going head-to-head with the tripartite forces. ”
Meng Yanran's voice was full of worry, if the chaos first appeared today, she really didn't want Mo Lingquan to risk herself. But Mo Lingquan's temperament and the things he decided would not be changed easily.
"Isn't there any clue? It must not be a mundane thing to allow all forces in the South Seas to unite and risk war with the Southern Frontier, Dao Domain, Sword Domain, and Buddha Domain. ”
How much Mo Lingquan hoped to get more information about Southern Xinjiang from Senior Sister Yanran at this time.
"It's impossible to get them to speak! Those forces in Nanyang are all a group of fanatics, who are not afraid of life and death at all, and they are desperate at every turn, and this period of time has not caused trouble to the three forces. ”
Meng Yanran's tone was very helpless.
"Yes! What is the situation in the Sword Domain? There is also the Imperial Peerless City. ”
Mo Lingquan's mind appeared with Yue Qingdai's weak figure, and his heart was full of guilt.
"The Pavilion Master's Uncle announced the last incident to the public, and now the Sword Domain is united in their hearts and hatred, but nothing has happened. The Wushuang City side has been peaceful since the disappearance of the corpse of Nangong Qingwu, the god of cloth. ”
Meng Yanran didn't know Mo Lingquan's thoughts, and she didn't hesitate, and slowly told what she knew.
"But... I heard that after the senior brother disappeared from Wushuang City, the third princess Yue Qingdai made a big fuss in Cuiyan Building, and fought a big battle with the eldest prince Yuezixuan who arrived later. ”
Without waiting for Mo Lingquan to speak, Meng Yanran continued.
"What?"
Mo Lingquan cried out in a lost voice. Yue Qingdai has never told him these things.
"Brother Mo..."
Wu Bingyue looked at Mo Lingquan with concern.
"I'm fine! What is their current condition? ”
Mo Lingquan broke off contact with Meng Yanran, smiled slightly, suppressed the idea of wanting to return to Yue Qingdai's side immediately, and said softly.
"I'm still a little weak, but I'm fine."
Seeing that Mo Lingquan didn't want to say more, Wu Bingyue didn't ask any more.
"We have to rush back to southern Xinjiang as soon as possible, originally I was going to let you stay here to rest, I went to explore the way, now it seems that there is no need."
Mo Lingquan looked into the distance with a solemn face, the road ahead was bumpy, and he didn't know how many dangers were waiting for them.
"What's going on?"
Wu Bingyue suddenly became nervous, a moment ago she thought that such a time would be frozen, how good it would be.
Although we are now in the buffer zone between the Dao Domain and Southern Xinjiang, which belongs to the laissez-faire zone of various forces, there are some unwritten rules.
"If the person who attacked and killed you and me was a personal act, the two sides would naturally not interfere too much, people in the rivers and lakes, life and death have their own destiny. But along the way, there have been twists and turns, frequent sneak attacks, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that it is not a personal act, why Daoyu and Southern Xinjiang have not been ignored so far. ”
Mo Lingquan looked at Wu Bingyue with a puzzled expression, hoping that she could give him an answer.
"Are you saying that there is a problem within the Dao Domain and Southern Xinjiang, so they have no time to take care of anything else?"
After Mo Lingquan woke up like this, Wu Bingyue suddenly came to his senses.
"Presumably yes, didn't you keep in touch with the Witch Clan?"
Mo Lingquan looked at Wu Bingyue with a surprised expression, as the overlord of Southern Xinjiang, it was impossible for the Wu clan to have no means of transmitting news internally.
"This..."
Wu Bingyue looked at Mo Lingquan with an embarrassed expression.
"Really?"
Mo Lingquan was a little unconvinced.
"Don't hide it from Brother Mo, I ran out secretly, and the Great Witch Xingtian was going to come out with me to protect my safety, but I..."
Wu Bingyue lowered her head, and Qianqianyu's hand kneaded the corners of her clothes, extremely restrained.
"You..."
Mo Lingquan was speechless for a while.
"I... I'm sorry... I'm sorry for you. ”
Wu Bingyue lowered her head and whispered. Tears rolled in his eyes. As a saintess of the witch clan, she has no friends since she was a child, has no freedom, and lives in a simple place in the witch god palace.
"Hey... I don't blame you, it's just that your actions are really inappropriate. Contact them and see what's going on. ”
Mo Lingquan's face was bitter, Wu Bingyue's reaction was beyond his expectations, and the words of reproach came to his mouth and swallowed back.
"Yes!"
Wu Bingyue nodded and released the Golden-winged Heavenly Silkworm Gu out of the gourd.
As soon as the little guy came out, he danced happily around Wu Bingyue, squeaking and squeaking. Finally, it landed on Wu Bingyue's shoulder, and kept calling in her ear, Mo Lingquan could feel that it was extremely emotional.
"Alright, alright! I won't lock you up in a gourd in the future. ”
Wu Bingyue spread out her jade hand and let the Golden-winged Heavenly Silkworm Gu fall in the palm of her hand.
"Squeak, squeak..."
With Wu Bingyue's assurance, the Golden-Winged Heavenly Silkworm Gu jumped up and down happily, and even landed on top of Mo Lingquan's head.
"Liuyun, don't be rude."
Wu Bingyue looked at this scene with an angry expression.
"It's okay, this little guy is so smart."
Mo Lingquan stretched out his hand and let the Golden-winged Heavenly Silkworm Gu fall on the palm of his hand.
"Liuyun, come back!"
Wu Bingyue unfolded her palm, and the Golden-Winged Heavenly Silkworm Gu slipped back into her palm, leaving a black object the size of a mung bean on Mo Lingquan's hand.
Mo Lingquan's eyes widened, and he looked at the conspicuous black object in his palm with an embarrassed expression.
"Brother Mo, Liuyun is really close to you, and the poisonous insects in the southern Xinjiang and the Gu worms of the Wu clan will not dare to trouble you in the future."
Wu Bingyue saw Mo Lingquan's embarrassment and covered her mouth and snickered.