The old man's voice fell, and Xue Ning trembled: "Dongfang ...... Could it be ......?"

The old man smiled: "Your Excellency should be the Snow Condensation Snow Fairy, right? It's a pity, the old man has come all the way, the Zixiao Sword Sect has actually declined, thinking that when the Lingyun Sword was there, the Zixiao Sword Sect was directly compared to the Nine Great Sects, but now, there is only the Snow Fairy left." ”

Xue Ning arched his hand: "Senior Dongfang, my Purple Night Sword Sect is now the head of Senior Brother Cangshan, and I want to come ......"

Without waiting for Xue Ning to finish speaking, the old man looked up and laughed: "Cangshan? cultivation is acceptable, but the utilitarian heart is too heavy, and it is difficult to become the peak of martial arts after all." ”

"Where did the bad old man come from, he dared to insult my father. A discordant voice came at this time, but it was Cangfeng who came.

The old man didn't look back, and sighed: "Zixiao Sword Sect, there is no successor!"

Cangfeng was furious: "You bad old man, first slandered my father, and now insults me Zixiao Sword Sect, this son ...... today"

"How is today?" The little girl beside the old man suddenly jumped out: "Slander your father, slander, what can you do?" Yo yo, still staring, unconvinced, you come, see your aunt beat you all over the ground looking for teeth!"

"Bastard!" Cang Feng angrily stabbed his sword straight at the little girl.

Xue Ning was shocked: "Cangfeng stop!!"

Cangfeng was very angry at this time, where would he listen to Xue Ning's words, seeing that the sword was about to stab the little girl, the little girl snorted coldly, the speed was extremely fast, she dodged, and a slap was slapped on Cangfeng's face: "Tsk, it's really useless, come again!"

The little girl had a joke on her face, Cangfeng's forehead was bruised, and she stabbed the little girl indiscriminately with a sword and a sword, but they were all flashed one by one: "Wow, this is the swordsmanship of the Zixiao Sword Sect, why is it so bad, hey, no, just now grandpa said that the surname Mo also used the swordsmanship of the Zixiao Sword Sect, which is very powerful, oh, I know, it's your qualifications that are too poor, haha." ”

The old man shook his head helplessly: "Don't make trouble, girl." ”

The little girl, arched her nose, flew up with a kick, kicked Cang Feng's chest, Cang Feng flew out upside down, didn't get up for a long time, there was almost fire in her eyes, and looked at the disciples of the Zixiao Sword Sect beside her: "What are you all doing in a daze, kill her for me!"

Xue Ning shouted: "I see which of you dares!"

The old man walked up to Mo Wen's side, and gently patted his palm on Mo Wen's right shoulder: "Oh, the injury is not light, but fortunately it is not crippled, hehe." ”

Mo Wen felt a warmth on his shoulder, and the pain immediately decreased a little: "Thank you, senior." ”

"No thanks, it's just a pity that your identity, of course you can't stay in the Zixiao Sword Sect, otherwise, ten years later, there will be another Lingyun Sword on the rivers and lakes!"

The old man's words made Xue Ning think deeply for a while, what he said was good, Mo Wen was the best choice regardless of his qualifications and character, and then looked at Cangfeng's impetuousness, no one in his eyes, arrogant and arrogant, and couldn't help sighing, I'm afraid that the Zixiao Sword Sect really has no successor.

"Don't ask the boy, the old man was entrusted to save you, and today is considered a complete merit, so you can go with me. ”

Mo was stunned: "Senior, dare to ask who you are entrusted by?"

"Speaking of which, the old man is very curious about you, when I traveled abroad, my Oriental family was in trouble, thanks to a person rescued, otherwise today's Oriental family would not have such a status, the old man promised him a favor, when he was in trouble, he never begged me, I didn't expect to come to the old man for you. ”

Mo Wen's eyebrows were already raised: "The more the seniors say that the younger ones are more confused, who is it?"

"Zhao Tianjing!"

The old man slowly spit out three words, and Mo Wen was taken aback: "It's him!"

"That's right, in fact, you fought with dozens of martial arts people at the tea stall that day, we used to meet, but we didn't recognize it at that time, and finally opened the eyes of God, you are still alive, otherwise the old man is afraid that he will feel guilty for the rest of his life." ”

Mo Wen was silent for a long time: "Senior, the prince is ...... now"

"Hehe, come with me and put you in his hands, and the old man can be regarded as having fulfilled his trust. ”

Mo Wen turned around and looked at Xue Ning, then at Shang Ruoyu, and after a while, he raised his head suddenly: "There is a senior." ”

"Alright, without further ado, let's go. ”

"Senior, let me say goodbye to my aunt. ”

The old man nodded: "Okay, you can talk long or short, the old man is waiting for you at the bottom of the mountain!"

Watching the old man leave, Mo Wen walked up to Xue Ning: "Auntie......"

"Needless to say, ask your son, my aunt almost killed you just now, and I feel full of remorse in my heart, and now my aunt has also figured it out, how can martial arts be good or evil?"

"Auntie, I don't blame you at all. ”

"I know, ask you, this farewell, I don't know if you can see you again, you ...... You must live well, by the way, the old gentleman just now is the head of the Oriental family, Dongfang Aoki, a martial arts master, it is said that he is an upright person, rarely involved in martial arts disputes, you can go on the road with him I can also feel at ease, and ah, don't forget, no matter where you go, send a letter to your aunt. Xue Ning's eyes welled up with tears.

Mo Wen's nose was also a little sour: "Auntie, don't worry, Wen'er knows!"

"Go, the sky is high and the birds will fly, my aunt is here every day to pray for you and bless you with peace and security. ”

Mo Wen took a deep breath and didn't dare to look at Xue Ning again: "I'...... I'm going to find Fairy Willow. ”

"No need to look for it, I'm here. ”

"Fairy Liu, I want to ......"

"Let's go, then. ”

Mo Wen felt that after coming to the Zixiao Sword Sect this time, Liu Ruyan had changed slightly, but he couldn't say what it was, and then Mo Wen looked at Shang Ruoyu: "Miss Shang......"

Shang Ruoyu smiled slightly: "Master Mo, I will go wherever you go." ”

This is probably the most comforting thing for Mo Wen, Liu Ruyan is always cold-faced and hot-hearted, and he can always save himself at his most critical moment, and Shang Ruoyu, although it may be because he saved him, he has always followed him silently.

Mo Wen turned around and bowed three times to Mo Daoyuan's tomb: "Father, mother, the child is gone." ”

……

"Senior, I'm ready. ”

"Well, your injuries are out of the way, right?" Dongfang Aoki asked as he looked at Mo with a smile.

Mo Wen shook his head slightly: "Thanks to the help of my predecessors before, there is no big problem now." ”

"That's good, the road ahead is not close, let's not delay, send you to Zhao Tianjing as soon as possible, and the old man can breathe a sigh of relief a moment earlier. ”

Mo Wen smiled bitterly, his feelings were like a hot potato, and this Dongfang Aoki was eager to get rid of it quickly.

After walking for three days in a row, Dongfang Aoki suddenly stopped on this day, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Someone is coming behind, and there is a master." ”

The little girl pouted: "You are really a broom star, and someone has been chasing you again in the past few days!"

Mo Wen shook his head helplessly: "I don't want to, hey, the tree wants to be quiet and the wind doesn't stop." ”