Mo Chi in white is a mysterious figure, and in the eyes of many people, he can even be regarded as a legend.

This person has no sect, no friends and no past, everyone only knows his name, he is called Mo Chi.

More than 30 years ago, Wu Hao, the owner of Fenglinzhou Island, led everyone to besiege Mochiyue Cliff, and the man named Mo Chi suddenly fell from the sky, dressed in white, like a fairy, and landed on the top of the Mochizuki Cliff.

What followed was the battle that often appeared in the storyteller's mouth, Mo Chi fought thousands of people on ten continents with the strength of one person, and dragged them for three days, and three days later, the lord of the Tiangang League brought people to come, and the ten continents finally evacuated here.

Mo Chi became famous in a fight, and now he has the name of Mo Chi in white. However, after that battle, the people searched for him again, only to find that he was no longer in the city. No one knows when he left or where he went. Later, his footprints traveled all over the Central Plains, often appearing on the battlefield, helping the people of the Central Plains to overcome several difficulties, but each time he disappeared after solving the trouble, leaving no trace.

This person's mysterious origin and free and easy style have made him the favorite of storytellers in the Central Plains today, and he has also become the object of discussion among everyone on the streets.

Yun Jin also wanted to see this person, he had been wanting to see him since the battle of Yuncheng more than thirty years ago, but this person's whereabouts were too mysterious, and after so many years, he couldn't see him.

Fortunately, she finally saw it at this time.

Yun Jin rushed to Qicheng as fast as he could, and then in a canyon outside Qicheng, he saw Mo Chi sitting in the rubble and drinking.

Mo Chi's appearance was a little unexpected to Yun Jin, she had heard many rumors related to this person, but she never thought that the owner of these rumors would be such a person.

He was born very delicate, different from Mu Shuliang's delicateness, his delicate spirit is the show of everyone's girlfriends, in short, it is a boy and a girl. This person gave birth to a face that was more beautiful than an ordinary woman, he was wearing a light blue dress at this time, and he was not drinking like an ordinary master, he found a beautiful white jade cup out of nowhere, and was pouring himself a drink, sipping little by little, like a very particular girl.

And beside him sat a young man with a stunned face, who was in disarray, no more than fourteen or fifteen years old, with a white cloth wrapped in a stick-like thing behind him, and under his messy hair, a pair of eyes that were glared at with great strength, and those eyes were now staring at the valley not far away.

——There are now hundreds of masters from the Ten Continents and the Ghost Gate.

The group of people stayed here, naturally for Mo Chi and the young man beside him.

Yun Jin's arrival did not attract everyone's attention, she hid behind the rocks, quietly watched this scene, and soon had a guess.

Mo Chi will stay here, and Shizhou will come to Qicheng, I'm afraid it's all because of that young man, and that young man must have some secrets hidden in his body.

Just as Yun Jin was groaning, the people of the Ten Continents had already made a move.

The people of Shizhou never like nonsense, and shouting before the battle is also the most stupid behavior, so they did not hesitate at all, several sword lights flashed out at the same time, and countless figures formed the sword formation that the Liuzhou people were best at, surrounding Mo Chi's figure.

This sword array Yun Jin has seen it, she has fought with it several times, although the sword array can't hurt her, but it can trap her in it and can't get out for a while, and the plan of the person who opened the sword array at this time is also the same.

Sure enough, just as Mo Chi was trapped in the formation, several ghost killers swept out at the same time, and the sword qi had silently arrived in front of the young man.

Yun Jin stood behind the rocks, his fingertips already falling on the famous sword at his waist, ready to strike at any time.

However, what is unexpected is that at this moment, a burst of earth-shattering spiritual power suddenly burst out in the sword array, and just as the black-clothed people were about to approach the young man, three streamers of light spun out from within the sword array, and the surrounding air distorted, and countless sand and dust swept along with the streamer.

The dust and smoke fell, and the blood mist spread all over the sky, sprinkling the young man's head and face.

The young man wiped his face in a daze, but he was not so frightened that he cried as Yun Jin thought, but suddenly turned his face, and said angrily to Mo Chi, who was surrounded by a group, with a bad temper: "How many times have you said it!

After being silent for a long time, Mo Chi's voice in the formation came unhappily: "Then I'll let them poke you to death." ”

"Can't you save people in a different way!"

As soon as he finished speaking, five streamers of light swept through the sword rain and came one after another, nailing several black-clothed people who were close to the boy in place.

This time, Mo Chi seemed to have kept his hand, and did not directly turn the person into a handful of blood flowers as Fang Cai, and Yun Jin saw his move clearly. Mo Chi's weapon was arrows, five arrows, but except for a dozen or so enemies, all of these people had their bodies pierced, and their colorful internal organs flowed all over the ground, all of which were sprinkled at the young man's feet.

The young man's face suddenly turned pale, and he covered his mouth and vomited.

"Do you like this way?" Mo Chi dealt with the sword formation, and actually had time to ask leisurely.

The young man glared in that direction and said dissatisfiedly, "Dead sissy!"

"Stinky little ghost, do you say it again?" Mo Chi's voice was still calm, but with a faint sense of threat.

For some reason, the two of them quarreled like no one else on this chaotic battlefield.

Yun Jin: "......"

After observing for a long time, she was sure that if this battle continued to be fought like Mo Chi like this, there would definitely be a chance to fight for three days and three nights, and when new reinforcements from the Ten Continents came, things would not be so simple.

Yun Jin didn't have that time to wait for them to fight slowly, so she made a move.

Her weapon was the Famous Sword, the Yunhua Sword was broken back then, and then Yun Jin woke up in the snow, and the broken sword was no longer there. She didn't know where the sword went, and she couldn't find it after some searching, and then Mei Shuangmeng saw that she didn't have a weapon to take advantage of, so as Mu Shuliang expected back then, she called her to the Sword Pavilion and asked her to pick a weapon she liked.

Yun Jin really picked a very inconspicuous sword as Mu Shuliang said, Mei Shuang dreamed that she picked the sword, her face changed very much, and then she almost reluctantly handed the sword into Yun Jin's hand, and that sword is now the famous decision.

In the past fifty years, Yun Jin has been practicing the five swords that Mei Dye Yi taught herself, but the swordsmanship she used is not all Mei Dyeyi's swordsmanship, she had seen many Mu Shuliang's annotations on swordsmanship in Lingguangzong's study, so these sword moves came out, but they fused Mu Shuliang's sword momentum, and finally became a school of its own.

Her sword is not as cold and hard as Mei Dye's clothes, nor is it as stunning as Mu Shuliang, her sword qi is more like a murmuring of water, endless.

The chill of the fog beads spread on the blade of the sword, and her body turned into an overturned flowing cloud, shuttling between the battlefields, but in a moment, she saw that the originally indestructible sword array suddenly dispersed, and several Liuzhou disciples fell in response, revealing Mo Chi in the sword array.

Mo Chi was bending his bow and arrows, and at this time, the formation suddenly dispersed, he looked at Yun Jin, who was standing with a sword outside the formation, overturning countless enemies behind him, and couldn't help but move lightly, and even his movements slowed down.

The two of them forgot about each other through countless swords and swords, and the cold wind in the valley lifted a few feet of yellow sand, such as the two famous masters in the middle of the world met on such an occasion.

After Yun Jin joined, the process of this battle was obviously much faster, during the battle, Yun Jin had no time to speak, Mo Chi did not ask, in the silent tacit understanding, Yun Jin in front of the sword to resist the enemy, Mo Chi in the back of the bow to lead the string, the two of them attacked intensively, compared to the hundreds of people in front of them did not fall behind at all, not a moment, the people of the ten continents collapsed, immediately retreated.

And it wasn't until everyone in the Ten Continents retreated that Yun Jin put away the Famous Decisive Sword and turned around to look at Mo Chi.

"Mo Chi Gongzi. Yun Jin laughed.

Without waiting for Yun Jin to speak again, Mo Chi had already raised his eyebrows, and just as Mo Chi was about to speak, the blood-stained young man over there had already pounced towards Yun Jin, and said with surprise: "You are Yun Jin!

Yun Jin was stunned, but he didn't expect this young man to be able to tell his origin.

The young man approached Yun Jin, and was about to pounce, but he seemed to think of his own bloodstains again, and then he stopped again, only raised his head and winked and laughed: "Don't you know how famous you are? I heard my father talk about you when I was a child, and I also heard Mr. Storyteller talk about it, and I knew it was you as soon as you made a move!"

As soon as the young man's voice fell, Mo Chi couldn't help but speak: "Then why didn't you recognize me in the first place?"

The young man glared at Mo Chi: "I like pretty girls, I don't like sissies." ”

"Little pervert. Mo Chi frowned slightly, and walked towards the two with an unkind face.

Yun Jin looked at him for a long time, and after some greetings, he quickly explained his intentions: "Since Shizhou wants to deal with you, I'm afraid I won't give up, I don't think you will refuse my help." ”

When the young man heard Yun Jin's words, he immediately nodded again and again: "Of course, of course! You must be much more reliable than Mo Chi!"

Yun Jin smiled faintly, but Mo Chi patted the young man's head dissatisfied, and turned to Yun Jin with a look and said: "What Shizhou wants is this little ghost, I saved him from Shizhou half a month ago, and now that you are here, this little ghost will belong to you." As he said this, he took away his bow and arrows, and turned and walked toward the other side of the valley.

Hearing Mo Chi's words, and seeing him leave without looking back, the young man's face changed, and he seemed to be a little panicked, and immediately called: "Sissy, you don't care about me?"

"Don't you like pretty girls?" Mo Chi said in a flat voice.

The young man looked at Mo Chi and then at Yun Jin, his eyes were full of complicated expressions.

Yun Jin understood the young man's eyes, her face remained unchanged, and she quickly said: "I'm afraid I can't deal with the people of the Ten Continents alone, I don't know if Mo Chi Gongzi is willing to help?"

Mo Chi paused and glanced back at Yun Jin.

The boy's eyes widened and waited for the man to speak.

After a long while, Mo Chi finally nodded reluctantly.

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After some conversation, Yun Jin finally understood the identity of this young man.

The young man's name is Feng Xuan, originally from the Feng clan in Wucheng, fifty years ago, Wucheng was broken by Shizhou, the Feng family was wiped out, only one little master escaped, that little master is Feng Xuan's father, Feng Yu.

Feng Cai's name, Yun Jin has heard it, I don't know what the reason is, the little young master of the Feng family has become an outstanding disciple of the North Gate Sword Sect, and has also participated in many battles with Shizhou, and has been mentioned and praised by Su Qi many times.

Yun Jin didn't know why Feng Cai's son appeared here, but thinking that this matter must have something to do with Feng Cai, she quickly asked Feng Xuan, "Where is your father?"

"My dad died. The young man's voice was calm, without the slightest fluctuation, he glanced at Mo Chi, and continued, "The sissy told me." ”

Yun Jin looked at Mo Chi.

At this time, it was night, the three of them were sleeping in the wild, a bonfire was lit in front of them, the fire was slightly warm, spread on the man, Mo Chi half leaned against the tree, and said softly: "I was entrusted by Feng Cai on his deathbed to save his son." ”

Yun Jin suddenly understood.

The people of Shizhou are here for Feng Xuan, and it is not by chance that Mo Chi will appear here, so all the secrets are on Feng Xuan's body.

Seeing Yun Jin's gaze fall on him, Feng Xuan opened his mouth, hesitated for a while, and finally buried his head in the fire in front of him and said: "Before my father left, he gave me a thing, and he asked me to give this thing to someone who can be trusted, and then take this thing to the abyss of the seven seas." ”

As he spoke, he untied the stick-shaped cloth bag that he had been carrying behind him, and then, by the light of the fire, he untied the strips of cloth wrapped around it layer by layer.

The flames fluttered, the cold light was cold, and the blade trembled slightly, and there was a crisp clang.

Wrapped in the strip of cloth was a broken sword. 166 Reading Network