"Senior Brother Snow Sword, I'll leave this matter to you. ”

Meng Yanran looked at the long carriage in front of her and said with a serious face.

"Senior Sister Meng, Senior Brother Mo, Senior Brother Ling, don't worry, if you can't even complete this little thing you explained, you don't need to punish you, I'll come to see you. ”

Xue Jian arched his hand, looked at Meng Yanran and the three of them with a straight face.

"Miss Meng, Mo Gongzi, Ling Gongzi, don't worry, with Xue Gongzi escorting us all the way, no one dares to beat our idea. ”

Mu Qing lifted the curtain of the carriage, walked down, and looked at Mo Lingquan and the three of them with a grateful face.

Watching Xue Jian and his party slowly leave, Meng Yanran retracted her gaze.

"Senior Brother Mo, why did you send them back to the Hidden Sword Pavilion. ”

Meng Yanran looked at Mo Lingquan with a strange expression, now that everything in the Hidden Sword Pavilion was handed over to her to take care of, it was naturally not a problem to settle a few people, but she couldn't figure out why Mo Lingquan suddenly changed his mind and sent them to Luoxia Valley.

"It's not you girl, okay, what are you doing by arranging Cai Yan to go to my Luoxia Valley?"

Mo Lingquan looked at Meng Yanran with a bitter expression.

"Anyway, it's empty, and besides, Sister Cai Yan suddenly told me last night that she wanted me to find her a quiet place. ”

Meng Yanran smiled lightly and looked at Mo Lingquan with a serious face.

"You girl, you dare to fight even your senior brother's idea. ”

Mo Lingquan looked helpless.

"No, it's Sister Cai Yan who said she wanted to go to Luoxia Valley. ”

Meng Yanran wrinkled her nose and looked at Mo Lingquan with a dissatisfied expression.

"Okay! Okay! Luoxia Valley is also considered to be the cultivation place of the spiritual grass in the sect, won't there be any criticism if you arrange it like this? Cai Yan is not a disciple of the Hidden Sword Pavilion. ”

Mo Lingquan looked at Meng Yanran with a serious face.

"It's okay, the elders in the sect have their own peaks, and the pavilion master and uncle have already assigned Luoxia Valley to Senior Brother Mo's name, and Senior Brother can do whatever he wants. ”

Meng Yanran blinked and looked at Mo Lingquan with a smile on her face.

"I'm going... When it happened, how I don't know. ”

Mo Lingquan stared at him with an incredulous expression.

"There are many things you don't know, you are no longer the white-robed deacon you were at the beginning, and now you are a purple-robed elder in the Hidden Sword Pavilion, and everything in Luoxia Valley belongs to you, including the medicine garden. ”

Meng Yanran looked at Mo Lingquan with a smile.

"Why didn't you tell me this?"

Mo Lingquan looked at Meng Yanran with a bitter expression.

"Didn't you let me say, don't you just need Wushuang City, just the news of the third princess Yue Qingdai?"

Meng Yanran looked at Mo Lingquan with an innocent expression.

"Forget it, don't mention it, leave. ”

Mo Lingquan waved his hand, turned around and left.

"Haha! Senior Sister Meng, don't you know that the second brother doesn't like restraint the most? ”

Ling Yun looked at Meng Yanran with a smile on his face.

"Cool... Haha..."

Ling Yun looked up to the sky and laughed, picked up the wine gourd on his waist, and poured a sip of monkey wine. made Mo Lingquan hate itchy.

"Oh, yes, Brother Mo's elder is just a fictitious position, no requirements, just a name. Senior Brother Ling has been appointed as the next Elder of the Inheritance, and he will take office with me. ”

Looking at Ling Yun with a smug face, Meng Yanran suddenly added.

"Poof..."

Ling Yun squirted out a mouthful of monkey wine and coughed violently.

"Why?"

Ling Yun looked at Meng Yanran in surprise.

"Those who are capable work hard, Senior Brother Mo is the Mozi of the Hidden Sword Pavilion, and he is in charge of the Yi Sword Tower. ”

Meng Yanran shrugged her shoulders and looked at Ling Yun with a smile on her face.

"The capable person is also the second brother who is an elder, why me?"

Ling Yun looked at Meng Yanran unconvinced.

"You ask me, I ask who is going?"

Meng Yanran glared back.

"Big brother, let's mourn!"

Mo Lingquan came to Ling Yun's side at some point and patted him on the shoulder with a look of pity.

"I'll go..."

Ling Yun looked angry.

"Senior Sister Meng, you have to help me, it's not all up to you when the time comes. ”

Ling Yun looked at Meng Yanran with a smile.

"Okay, no problem, let's change. ”

Meng Yanran looked indifferent.

"It's... It's good for me to be an elder..."

Ling Yun's face froze, and he sneered.

"Since you're here, do you want me to invite you out?"

Mo Lingquan's contemptuous voice attracted the gazes of both Ling Yun and Meng Yanran.

"Sure enough, he is worthy of being a white-robed swordsman who made trouble in the South Seas, and when I saw it today, he really lived up to his reputation. ”

Several monks dressed in bright yellow trumpet robes blocked the way of Mo Lingquan and his party.

"Yo... It turned out to be a herd of bald donkeys. I don't know what's stopping us?"

Mo Lingquan pursed his lips with a sarcastic expression.

"Knowingly asking..."

The middle-aged monk looked at Mo Lingquan with a cold face.

"You know what? Oh, I see, good dogs don't get in the way, right?"

Since he knew that he was an enemy or a friend, Mo Lingquan would not give them a good face.

"The Hidden Sword Pavilion has always been famous for its chivalry, is the disciple such a disrespectful person?"

The monk stopped his subordinates who were eager to try behind him, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"It's true that the disciples of the Hidden Sword Pavilion have always been famous for their chivalry, but that also has to be for people. After all, to speak human words to people, to animals...... Hmph..."

Mo Lingquan sneered.

"Looking for death..."

For the monk's hand, the sword suddenly came out of its sheath.

He's fast, Mo Lingquan is faster than him.

After the long sword in his hand was unsheathed, he was wrapped in an indomitable momentum and slashed towards the monk.

Sword 27 style to break the sky and a sword.

The indomitable momentum made the monk who had just come out of the sheath of the ring knife in his hand suddenly change color.

"Zheng..."

The long sword in Mo Lingquan's hand suddenly slashed at the ring knife raised for the monk, and a deafening sound of swords resounded.

The monk only felt a sweetness in his throat, and a huge force struck, and his body retreated sharply with this force, wanting to dissolve this force.

Mo Lingquan was on tiptoe, his figure was in the air, and he chased straight up, and the tip of the sword was always pointed at the center of his eyebrows.

"Zheng..."

A long knife struck the body of the Dragon Sword in Mo Lingquan's hand.

"Hmph..."

A sneering smile appeared at the corner of Mo Lingquan's mouth, he had already appeared the master who was hidden behind the scenes.

The long sword that was deflected in his hand turned, crossed a mysterious arc, and a sword qi went towards the other party's ****.

The ring finger of his left hand pointed out faintly, and a formless and formless Otogi sword qi struck the previous monk.

"Poof..."

The man spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale.

A breath of death rose from his body, and in the blink of an eye, the last trace of life in him was extinguished.

This scene startled the Huanxi Holy Sect monk who suddenly made a move, and with a wave of the sword in his hand, he took Mo Lingquan's sword qi, and his body retreated sharply.

"What kind of move is this?"

The man looked at Mo Lingquan with a frightened expression. In the Joyful Holy Sect, when the sect leader punished the disciples who made mistakes, the yin harvesting technique used was not so domineering.

"Moves to kill you. ”

The long sword in Mo Lingquan's hand pointed diagonally, with an indifferent expression.

"Your Excellency is so deceitful, do you want to start a war with my Joyful Holy Sect?"

Mo Lingquan's hand really shocked the comer. After all, the prestige of the Joyful Sect Master in the Joyful Holy Sect is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

"Is it easy to say, Senior Sister Meng, as the Pavilion Master of the Hidden Sword, you have this qualification, I don't know what kind of thing you are? ”

Mo Lingquan looked at the visitor with a chuckle.