Xuan Chen and his party came to the foot of the Demon Beast Mountain Range, Lei Xing, Lei Li, Xiao Zhen, Yue Feng and a small group of mercenary group members of the Thunder War Mercenary Group were almost the strongest elite of the Thunder War Mercenary Group. The Mo family's side is led by Mo Xiao, as well as the Mo family's elder Mo Xiong and two Mo family's nine-stage martial artists, the number is not large, but they are all top combat power.

Lei Xing said to Mo Xiao: "I don't know what the situation of the two children is, the Demon Beast Mountain Range is already in danger, and it can be said that it is the enemy to be chased and killed by the group of gangsters of the Mu family. ”

Mo Xiao took out two wooden plaques from the ring he was wearing on his left hand, each with a little green light on it, but the light of the two light spots was a little faint and dim at this time.

"This is the Mo family's natal spirit card, each Mo family member takes a drop of essence blood and drops it into it when they are born, which can be used to monitor the life signs of the person who belongs to the spirit card. These two are Ling Er and Qinghe's natal spirit cards, judging from the life marks on the spirit cards, the lives of the two are fine, but I am afraid that it is not good, and it is estimated that they are injured. ”

Mo Xiao took back the two natal spirit cards and said, "We have to hurry." ”

Lei Xing nodded, took out something similar to a firework from his arms, and handed it to Mo Xiao, "This is 'Rushing to the Sky', after that, our soldiers will be divided into two ways, if we find something or encounter trouble, we will definitely come to meet you as soon as possible." I will leave Yue Feng to walk with you, he is an old man in the group, and he is very familiar with many places in the Demon Beast Mountain Range that need to be avoided and paid attention to, and he can avoid a lot of trouble. ”

Mo Xiao hugged his fists and thanked: "Thank you Captain Lei Xing, today's favor, the Mo family is unforgettable!"

Lei Xing said with a smile: "I've heard this for the third time today, Elder Mo Xiao must not say it again, when you helped the Thunder Warfare Mercenary Group get out of trouble from the hands of the Mu family, and also 'guarded' us for a few days without compensation, these Thunder Warfare Mercenary Regiments are all remembered." ”

"No matter what the result is, as long as the Thunder War Mercenary Group is willing, the Mo family is willing to reach a close friendship alliance with the Thunder War Mercenary Group, and work together to participate in the grand event in the future!"

Mo Xiao stared at Lei Xing with burning eyes, and the depth of his sustenance was overflowing.

Lei Xing clenched his fists heavily, "The Lei Zhan Mercenary Group will do its best!"

Immediately, Lei Xing suddenly turned around and swept towards the Demon Beast Mountain Range.

Xuan Chen walked at the back, and when he passed by Mo Xiao, he asked, "Elder Mo Xiao, ...... Qinghan her?"

Xuan Chen's face was full of apprehension.

Mo Xiao's face was cloudy, and his gaze fell on the young man for a moment before he replied, "I'm a little frightened, it's fine." ”

Xuan Chen's face relaxed slightly, "Thank you." ”

Then he jumped up and crossed a distance of several feet.

Mo Xiao looked at the back of the young man leaving, a little stunned, "Thank you?"

Yue Feng pointed to the left side of the place where Lei Xing and his party entered the mountain, and said, "Elder Mo Xiao, Elder Mo Xiong, let's enter the mountain from this side. ”

"There is Brother Lao Yuefeng. Mo said with a smile.

"It should. Yue Feng smiled and nodded, and immediately took the first step to lead the way for Mo Xiao and the others.

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"Tick, tick, tick......"

In a dark cave, the boy was awakened by the sound of water droplets, and slowly opened his eyes from his drowsy consciousness. His vision gradually shifted from blurry to clear, and he struggled to his feet, taking in the sight in front of him.

Mountain rock wall, the stone wall is damp and smooth, look up along the stone wall, only to see that there is a hollow with a diameter of nearly one meter at the top of the cave, outside the hollow, there is a water flow slowly flowing through, but there is not a drop of half to break into the cave. There were also a few fish with jet-black scales swimming by.

Could it be that this is the bottom of the cold pool? I didn't drown?

"I've slept for three days, and I'm finally willing to wake up?" a voice broke the silence in the cave, and the young man looked, and another young man was sitting cross-legged and pranayama, with a Zhangbahan gun standing next to him.

The young man asked, "Qinghe, when did you wake up?"

"It's all said that you have slept for three days, when did you say you woke up?" Mo Qinghe's face seemed to have recovered a lot, and his gaze changed back to his previous indifference and perseverance.

Mo Ling tore off his ragged clothes, and saw that all the wounds on his body were coated with medicinal powder, and they were almost healed, he looked at Mo Qinghe with a smile on his face, "Qinghe, this, this, these are all what you did?"

Mo Qinghe twitched the corners of his mouth imperceptibly, knowing that something was wrong.

Sure enough, Mo Ling jumped up and ran in front of Mo Qinghe, squatted down, patted the thin shoulder of the cold young man, and said with a touched face: "Seventeen years, Qinghe, it's been seventeen years." I've been waiting for this day for my brother for seventeen years, Qinghe, you have finally grown up. I'm so happy for my brother, I ......"

Mo Qinghe slapped Mo Ling's hand away, and said angrily: "Don't think too much, what should you do if your body stinks after you have been dead for a long time?"

Mo Ling smiled, "Hard mouth, you kid, the most hard-mouthed." ”

Then Mo Ling quietly reached out to the other side and held Mo Qinghe's cold spear.

Mo Qinghe glared at him.

Mo Ling said with a hippie smile: "I see that your baby spear is dirty, and I want to help you wipe it." ”

Then Mo Ling quickly drew his gun and got up, first pretending to be in love and carefully pulling the sleeve tube to wipe it carefully, and when Mo Qinghe let down his guard and closed his eyes again, Mo Ling immediately revealed his original form, stopped wiping in his hand, and sneakily came to the center of the cave.

The spear, which was originally murderous and awe-inspiring, was actually used as a bamboo pole by Mo Ling, raised high, and poked at the hollow.

The spear did not succeed in piercing, but only poked a slight depression, as if there was a transparent film between the cave and the cold pool. And this film doesn't seem to be substantial, but rather like some kind of energy casting.

Mo Ling was about to try again, but he felt a cool breeze blowing, blowing his hairs. He slowly looked back, only to see Mo Qinghe staring at him with a cold look that wanted to skin and cramp him.

Mo Ling smashed his mouth, grinned again, carefully put away the gun, and obediently put it back in place.

Mo Qinghe exhaled a breath of turbidity, got up and pulled out the spear with a "puff", and didn't put it back on his back.

"Qinghe, have you found anything unusual in the time you woke up?" Mo Ling asked solemnly, "For example, the hollow above my head?"

Mo Qinghe glanced at Mo Ling like a fool, and then looked sideways to his left.

Mo Ling turned around and saw a stone door that was half a zhang high and half a zhang wide.

"I'll just say you're the smartest kid. ”

Mo Ling smiled flatteringly and walked to the stone gate, which was closed, leaving only an extremely slight gap.

Mo Ling stretched out his right hand backwards, and his palm swung up and down, like the rhythm of a beggar's hands swinging when he begs, "Hurry up Qinghe, give me your gun, I'll try to pry it open, maybe there are some rare treasures hidden in it, and then we will be fifty-fifty." What's more, there may be an exit to the outside inside, and you think, the person who built this cave stone gate wouldn't be stupid enough to cut himself off, right? ”

Mo Qinghe turned a deaf ear.

There was no touch on the palm of his hand for a long time, Mo Ling turned around and looked at him suspiciously, but saw that Mo Qinghe was looking at him with a contemptuous look at him with a kind of scornful eyes that you are talking about foolishly, I will take care of you and count me stupid.

"Stingy ghost, holding that broken gun as a treasure, isn't it a big deal to borrow it. I can tell you, if I open this door later, the gold and silver mountains inside will not have any share of yours. It's not that you haven't heard those storytellers tell that this master fell off a cliff and obtained a peerless secret book, and from then on he ascended to the sky, and that little guy accidentally broke into a cave and picked up a mysterious elixir, and since then he has been reborn and soared. The list goes on and on. Behind this, there must be a baby, and it's definitely not a little baby, hmph, now it's a stingy ghost, and I'll cry to death when I wait for you!"

It's okay that Mo Ling didn't mention it, but when he mentioned Mo Qinghe, he glared angrily, and his cold eyes were full of anger.

He still remembers that time when Mo Ling took him out of the Mo family, saying that there was a new storyteller on the overpass, who was very good at his words, painted his voice and color, and could make people cry.

As a result, Mo Qinghe suspiciously followed him to the overpass in the south of the city, only to see that the stone pillars of the overpass were crowded with people, all of whom were sturdy men and alleys. One by one, their faces were full of red light, and they seemed to be concentrating on the fear that they would miss half a word, and even more so, they even had a hala at the corner of their mouths.

When I got closer, the thief-eyed storyteller was not talking about legendary heroic deeds, nor was it a strange story, but a certain embroidered history.

Seeing that the storyteller told the climax of the story, Mo Ling jumped four or five meters away in one step, and in two or three steps, he rushed to the back of the crowd.

Mo Qinghe immediately prepared to retreat, but Mo Ling's strength was stronger than him, and he couldn't move an inch, even if he struggled to the point of red-facedness, Mo Ling not only didn't let go but pulled him forward vigorously, saying: It's very good, you heard the last time you guaranteed that you couldn't extricate yourself, and you immediately wanted to listen to the second time. If the storyteller is lazy and doesn't tell the story, you'll even want to pull out his beard.

Coincidentally, an elder of the clan happened to pass by at that time, and saw two teenagers from a distance, one with a smile on his face, and the other with a red cheek. The elders of the clan immediately concluded that the reactions of the two were listening to books, and they immediately became furious. Striding forward, the eagle caught a chicken in one hand, and carried it back to the clan.

After three days of thinking about the discipline hall, it is still regarded as a great shame by Mo Qinghe, and it is a black spot that can never be erased in this life.

So when Mo Ling mentioned the word "Mr. Storyteller" again, Mo Qinghe was like a wild cat whose tail had been stepped on, and he almost pulled out the spear on his back and stabbed a few holes in Mo Ling's body to relieve his hatred.

As for how the elder judged the two of them from afar to listen to some unbearable peach-colored novels, it is unknown.

"Well, I've also heard from others, hearsay, unfounded, you should be a deaf ear, heard of pulling down. Mo Ling smashed his mouth, obediently turned his face back to the side of the stone gate, and studied it on his own.

Looking in the east, touching in the west, such a heavy stone gate, there must be a mechanism hidden somewhere, otherwise it will be too hard to push the pass by just relying on strength. Mo Ling thought so.

While looking for Mo Ling, he still had some words: "That, for the sake of brothers, I will open the stone door later, and the treasures inside can be divided into a little bit for you, not too much, one or two percent is the limit." ”

The surface of the Moqing River does not change color, and he looks unmoved. However, he did not continue to sit cross-legged, but got up and came to the stone gate, stopped at half a step to the right side of the stone gate, stretched out his hand to grope back and forth on the stone wall, and finally settled in the most humid place, his five fingers spread out and printed on it, and a stream of aura slowly poured in.

After a while, rumbling, there was a sound of rocks moving through the cracks of the stone gates, and a golden light suddenly shone out from the cracks.

"I'm obedient, Qinghe, how did you do it?" Mo Ling ran to Mo Qinghe with small steps, and asked with a look of adoration.

"This is the most common 'Lingshun' in the organ Dunjia technique, and there is a book in the library that has specifically recorded it. Mo Qinghe said.

"Oh, yes, is there a book?" Mo Ling asked, pretending to be confused, and then said indignantly, "It must be that Old Man Ying is worried that I will damage his book, so every time he sees me coming, he quickly hides some precious books." For example, this one you mentioned must be one of them, otherwise with my diligence of going back and forth to the library three times a day, how could I ignore such an important book?"

Mo Qinghe was full of black lines, skipped Mo Ling, came to the stone gate, and quietly waited for the stone gate to open.

The golden light became stronger and stronger, almost stabbing the two of them from opening their eyes.

Mo Ling was overjoyed, patted the cold young man's shoulder and said, "Wow Se Qinghe, golden can, I guess there are definitely ten million taels of gold in it." ”

"Bang. With a bang, the stone door finally opened completely.

The two of them gradually saw the scene inside, and what emitted a dazzling golden light was not a golden mountain inside, but on the front wall, a scorching sun-shaped and a half-moon-shaped carving, but after the two of them stepped further, the golden light on the carving gradually dissipated. The hidden cave sky was also presented in front of the two of them at a glance.

It is not the same cave as the outside, but a secret chamber about four meters long and wide. But in the secret room, there was nothing but the "sun and moon" carving on the front wall, and it was empty, which disappointed the excited Mo Ling.

"The ancients who said that they were honest and didn't deceive me, but what about the Shuiyue Cave Heaven that said they were good, why did they go to great lengths to dig such a big secret room under the lake, just to bluff people?"

Mo Ling, who felt that the gold and silver mountains were gone, was full of anger.

The cold young man, whose mind was more calm, looked more and more calm, he stared at the floor in the center of the secret room, and whispered, "No. ”

"Huh?" Mo Ling felt a little puzzled at first, and then looked along Mo Qinghe's line of sight, and found that there seemed to be a rectangular groove in the center of the secret room.

The two of them walked slowly forward at the same time.

When they got closer, they looked at each other, and their faces changed at the same time.

In the groove, there is actually a bronze sarcophagus......