Ling Wuxian was deeply impressed by what the Moon God said, and thought that this time he would be able to defeat the Moon God and retrieve the score, but now, he was shameless to speak. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The moon god told the two of them about the battle that day, but he didn't reveal his identity - the only person who knew the death of the old demon boy that day was the person who placed the order. The more Ling Wuxian listened, the more frightened he became, and finally without waiting for the Moon God to finish speaking, he hurriedly interrupted: "Then what happened later? Where is the old demon boy, is it okay?"

"Hmm...... Is it very important?" As soon as the Moon Myth Voice landed, his eyes touched Ling Wuxie's face, and he replied by himself: "It's very important to think about it...... It's just that...... Old devil boy, he ...... He's ...... No ......."

Gone?

Ling Wuxian was impatient and couldn't wait to scratch his ears and cheeks, and he no longer had the dusty temperament of a child who was outside the world. "He, why is he gone...... How could he be gone?"

"I don't know ......" Luna's voice was a little aggrieved: "When I saw it, there was only a piece of blood left, how do I know why he is gone......"

"A place of blood?" Hearing this, Ling Wuxian was stunned for a moment, his face was strange, and the moon god actually couldn't understand his mind.

"Owner. ”

Mu Qing's voice sounded from outside the immovable forest.

Mu Qing knew that the Moon God was competing with Ling Wuxian in the forest, so he only called him from afar.

The moon god replied, "What?"

"Aunt Xu, please go and discuss the matter of the Holy Heroes Society. Mu Qing replied outside the forest.

The Holy Heroes Club is still more than a month to start, and now that the Moon God is nineteen years old, he should not still be responsible for everything by Xu Xianyue, so naturally he has to discuss many things.

Ling Wuxian naturally knew about the Holy Heroes Society, and it was precisely because he had no time to participate in the Holy Heroes Association that he came to Moon God Village. But I didn't want to, and in one day, I suffered two blows.

Unable to sit still any longer, Ling Wuxian pulled his legs and walked out: "I still have something to do, take a step first, and he will talk about it later!"

That's how Shin walked out of Luna Village.

There is always a chance encounter, and after all, they have different paths, and the moon god saw that Ling Wuxian had left, so he put the matter down and no longer cared.

September, Morlin City.

The quadrennial event of the world's martial artists, but unfortunately, the moon god did not see Zhongli Xueyan, and he was a little regretful.

But the moon god saw the words of the Tai Junyan.

It's hard to say, maybe it's better not to see it.

Junyan and Gongyeming are accompanied, and the two of them are talented and beautiful, just like a pair of beautiful people made in heaven. She also recognized the moon god, and even specially introduced Gong Yeming to the moon god.

The moon god worked hard for a long time before putting the "smile" that Zhongli Xueyan said on his face, but a heart seemed to be rubbed back and forth by an unedged knife.

Dull pain, unbearable.

The moon god thought, if you knew my intentions, would you hurt me like this?

But how can I let you know my heart?

Don't say anything, it's just that I want to keep the last trace of dignity!

This time, the moon god did not set up the ring, he still has old injuries on his body, and occasionally using force does not hurt at all, if he encounters the wheel battle of this heroic young man, I am afraid that he will not be able to bear it.

In the same way, the moon god saw Hua Moyun watching people juggling on the street.

This little sister soothed the heartache of the moon god because of the words of the monarch of the platform. She is like a real flower fairy, always happy and happy.

There is also a young man of her age beside her, who is probably a late man, and his stature is slightly underweight.

"Brother Luna, he is the public loses the rain. Like a child anxious to show off his new clothes, Hua Moyun pulled the rain and stood in front of the moon god. There was a faint impatience on the face of the public rain, but he endured it completely.

The moon god has heard the name of Gong Losing Rain, and it is from Hua Moyun's mouth. The last time he was in the Huajian faction, Hua Moyun told him that this Gong Yi Yu was the apprentice of a great monk, and she had "picked up" him in her early years.

In fact, just listening to the three words of public loser rain, the moon god can also think that this person must be the little young master of the public loser. But Hua Moyun said that this was her scholar......

Looking at the forbearance on Gong Yuyu's little face, as well as the unknown indulgence in his eyes, Moon God thought that he seemed to be able to see through many things.

"Senior sister...... You're running too fast, aren't you?" "Senior sister...... I've found you, I'm exhausted......"

There were two people shouting "Senior Sister" and running towards Hua Moyun, and the moon god looked up to see that they were two people he had never seen. One is a little girl about the same age as Hua Moyun, and there is a younger boy. Although he had never seen it, the moon god could guess that the little girl's name was Gongliang Simai, the granddaughter of the Gongliang family, and the apprentice of Hua Yanqiu's new harvest.

Sprinting to the front, the two men stopped and looked up at the moon god.

The moon god actually concealed his true appearance, although he did not change his appearance, but he also concealed a bit of brilliance. As a result, it is no longer conspicuous among the talents of this city.

"Mo Yun, aren't you lying, you obviously said that your moon god brother is better looking than Shi Niang......"

Gongliang didn't know that the moon god was taboo, so he opened his mouth and said so. Thanks to the Moon God's mental cultivation in recent years, and the Moon God knows that her identity is tolerant, otherwise, I am afraid that I will be annoyed.

Hua Moyun didn't notice it, but when she looked at the moon god at this time, she really realized that something was wrong, and she hesitated: "Eh...... The sun is scorching, tanning my luna brother ......"

Not wanting to dwell too much on this issue, the moon god turned to ask Hua Moyun, "Who is this kid?"

said that she was a child, not a few years younger than Hua Moyun, but she took out her sister's shelf and touched his head: "He, he is my father's apprentice, called Nanchi Tiantian." ”

Nanchi every day?

The name...... The moon god looked at Nan Chi Tian Tian, and Nan Chi Tian Tian was also looking at him.

In Nan Chi Tiantian's eyes, the moon god saw the complaint, saw the complicated entanglement, but there was no hatred, no murder.

Nan Chi Tiantian is Murong Xinyue's child.

It was the child of the big devil Murong Xinyue who died at the hands of the Moon God.

It is also the only concern when Murong Xinyue was dying.

The events of that day had already happened, and the Moon God admitted that he was innocent and would never be ashamed, he only said: "Your mother Murong Xinyue has left you three treasures, you can follow me to the Moon God Village to get them after the Holy Heroes Club is over." ”

"Who wants her stuff!"

Nan Chi stubbornly dropped such a sentence every day, and suddenly ran away.

The moon god saw his red eyes, tears in his eyes.

Who doesn't have a story? He remembered that Murong Xinyue said that I only put my heart on him all my life, but I forgot to take care of the child, and in the end, the child was separated from me, which was also my retribution.

Why do you say it so seriously, it's just a teenager, everything can be remedied, but instead, the devil is wit, and there is no longer a period of maneuver.

The moon god thought that in contrast, maybe Xu Chengyue was happy, she was only sad for a moment, and then passed away, and went to another world with the moonlight, and lived forever. But Murong Xinyue couldn't get anything, and she was never happy. When he died, he was alone.