"What are your plans?" Mo Chen asked. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.infoggaawwx

Fang Wu regretted saying: "Of course, it's looking for bloodline. ”

He looked up at the dragon snake and said: "Since you also know the Nine Dragons Secret Treasure, it seems that the Lock God is going to return, but this does not mean that I will not ask for it, I will not forcibly ask for it this time, the next time we meet, it will be up to my ability, even if you fuse the secret treasure, I will take it back." ”

The dragon snake grinned, "Interesting, I'm waiting for you to come to me." ”

Fang Wuregret snorted coldly and looked back at Mo Chen, wanting to leave this place.

Mo Chen knew that Fang Wuregret must be looking for Long Yan, in the world today, the purest blood of the dragon should belong to the Royal Clan of the Four Seas, and Long Yan is probably the purest blood of the Sea Clan.

Mo Chen didn't stop Fang Wuregret, but just said, "Nanan Rongruo has disappeared. ”

Fang Wuregret's footsteps suddenly sank, as difficult to move as lead, and he said in a low voice: "How did you disappear?" ”

Mo Chen said: "The Ghost Sect and Lou Yingshan conspired to capture Great Xia, and in the tragic battle that day, Nangong Shiyin and Nanan Rongruo were sucked into this place at the same time, and they were breathless. ”

A trace of grief obviously flashed on Fang Wuregret's body, although his feelings for Nanan Rongruo had never been said, but it was extremely deep.

He took a deep breath and asked, "Do you know life and death?" ”

Mo Chen shook his head and said, "I don't know." ”

"I see."

Fang Wuregret muttered lightly and said, "Anyway, I still want to thank you for saving your life, there is a battle between you and me, let's fight again next time we meet." ”

Dropping these words, Fang Wuregret directly rushed out of the Heavenly Dao Gate and disappeared into the sky.

The dragon snake looked at the direction in which Fang Wuregret disappeared, stepped forward, and said, "This kid is good, his heart is very firm, and in time, he will definitely be a strong party." ”

Mo Chen grinned and said, "Rising from the cold gate, stepping up to the peak of the Imperial Tour, coupled with the opportunity to get the bloodline gene and the Nine Dragons Secret Treasure, it may really be possible to become a figure like the Title Emperor." ”

These words can be described as extremely highly evaluated, and he is titled the Great Emperor, but this world's peak powerhouse exists, and it seems that Mo Chen has no regrets about the other party, and he is also very optimistic.

"At the beginning, the bone clan was abandoned in the world, and the demon clan's bloodline was refined, and I had a new understanding of the power of the bloodline. Lou Yingshan studied the bloodline so deeply that he actually wanted to create a perfect bloodline, and it seemed that when necessary, he could search his soul to see how much he knew about the bloodline. Mo Chen muttered.

If these words are known to outsiders, I am afraid that they will be shocked, Lou Yingshan, that is one of the four great powers in the Imperial Domain, Mo Chen actually wanted to search for his soul, in the eyes of the outside world, it is definitely an act of looking for death.

"Perfect Bloodline."

The dragon snake chewed these words and said in a condensed voice: "Since ancient times, all races have been studying the power of bloodline, but who has studied the perfect blood, even if it is a drop of blood immortal, a blood clone, I am afraid that no race can do it." ”

Mo Chen shook his head and said: "Three thousand worlds, the vast universe, what we know is still very limited, and we must not guess what we don't know." ”

The dragon snake nodded lightly and said, "When are we leaving?" ”

Mo Chen said: "There is only more than a month left before the Martial Soul Conference is held, and there is still time to catch up, I want to go to Wanshen Peak first." ”

"Ten Thousand Gods Peak, the headquarters of the Terran Inscription Palace?" The dragon snake was a little surprised, but then it became clear that Mo Chen was probably going to see Song Feiyang.

……

Bidding farewell to Ding Qiuhua, Jin Sanzi and the others, Mo Chen brought Liang Wenyao and them into the Heavenly Dao Gate, and went to the teleportation array of Great Xia alone, preparing to go to the Ten Thousand Gods Peak.

The atmosphere in the Great Xia Imperial City was still very gloomy, and the number of people coming and going on the streets had dropped countless times compared to before, and I didn't know when it would be able to return to its former prosperity and the scene of super power.

Soon, Mo Chen came to the teleportation array square, at this moment, the teleportation array of Great Xia was no longer controlled by the Great Xia family, and the ghost sect was also involved, although it was not so blatant, but a large number of eyeliners were arranged around.

After all, the teleportation array was the channel of communication between Great Xia and the outside world, and if any suspicious person was present, the Ghost Sect would be able to detect it as soon as possible.

Mo Chen looked back at the direction of Great Xia, although his strength was insufficient at the moment, he had already sworn that if he returned to Great Xia, he would definitely make Great Xia the strongest sect.

"Hey, hey, hey, just go, don't get in the way here!"

A martial artist wearing the costume of the Ghost Sect glared at Mo Chen fiercely, they had been watching the movement of the teleportation array, observing the martial artists coming and going, during this time, only the martial artists went out, and very few martial artists came in, this kind of work was very boring.

At this moment, seeing Mo Chen standing there in a daze, affecting his work, he was naturally very dissatisfied.

So his attitude was very bad, and he had the feeling of directly slapping Mo Chen away, but his words were instantly stuck in his throat, as if he was stuck by a fish bone, and it was difficult to make a sound.

Because he found that the man in front of him was still indifferent and smiling, as if he was harmless to humans and animals, but in an instant, it was like a pool of deep water, which made it difficult for people to see clearly.

His sea of consciousness began to be in a trance, and his eyes began to become wandering, as if he couldn't see Mo Chen's face clearly, let alone remember it.

At this moment, he was like looking at the thick fog of deep winter, during which the scene was blurred until it dissipated, and there was no trace of it, and the scene in his mind disappeared completely.

He was secretly shocked in his heart, knowing that he had met a strong man, he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart.

He woke up suddenly and looked up, but this time, there was no more figure of the person, and the other party had already disappeared into the crowd.

"Is there a master out of town?" He muttered to himself, and then breathed a long sigh of relief, only to feel a cold sweat all over his body, at that moment just now, if the other party had the intention to make a move, he would have already become a corpse, and there was no room for resistance at all.

He looked deeply at the direction where Mo Chen disappeared, his eyebrows furrowed, and said, "But the figure just now seems to be a little impressed, as if it ......"

He couldn't recall the other party's appearance at all, and finally shook his head and said: "Whatever, such a strong man, since he has the intention not to let me remember, naturally he can't remember it, as long as he determines what forces Great Xia has gone." ”

Muttering, he began to monitor the teleportation array again.

Soon, Mo Chen appeared in the city of the headquarters of the Inscription Palace, and flew directly towards the Ten Thousand Gods Peak, about a few hours later, there was no prosperous scene around, there were only dense mountain peaks, and countless clear lakes, as if he had come to a paradise.

Mo Chen didn't go through the main gate, he hid directly in the void and headed towards the South Mountain of Wanshen Peak.

Maybe with his strength, he can't hide from those peak powerhouses, but with the help of dragons and snakes, he can still do it quietly in the air.

"Zheng!"

Under the silent sky, a melodious piano sound suddenly came, as if traveling through time and space, the ancient people who came from a long time ago, pierced the hearts of those who heard it, and the rhythm with endless thoughts and grief made people feel like they were broken.

Seeing this, Mo Chen's heart was a little relieved, and then he fell gently, his eyes stared, on the top of the South Mountain, the trees were swaying, accompanied by the sound of the piano, as if he had become the only listener, and the most engaged listener.

At the top of the South Mountain, a figure sat cross-legged, playing the piano with his eyes closed, and beside him, there were some wine jars, but those wine jars had lost their color, obviously, they were left over from a long time ago.

There was a little drizzle in the sky, Mo Chen looked up at the sky, and couldn't help but sigh:

"Between the peaks of the gods, the top of the South Mountain, the high Xuan fog lingers, and it is difficult to see the green poplars outside the smoke; The night moon is bright, the sleeves cover the dark sadness, between the sky and the water, the piano breaks the liver and intestines; The figure is faint, the residual candle is cold, the geese are home, and the voice is melancholy; The drizzle is like silk, and the sky is connected to the earth, and only drunk alone penetrates the intestines......"

He groaned softly, flew down directly, picked up the original wine next to him, and drank it directly.

When the master on the South Mountain heard this, his eyes trembled slightly, but he never opened them, the speed in his hand became faster and faster, and the sound of the piano resounded between the world and the earth, as if it was full of endless pain, and he was venting to his heart's content.

After a long time, the sound of the piano stopped, the man picked up the spirits, drank it again, and then muttered: "**Sword, the sword is three feet long, the sword is divided into nine sections, the soul is broken, although the soul sword is sharp, but it is ** third, no matter how difficult it is to kill, the liquor is tasteless but pierces the intestines." A sword may not be able to kill people, but wine can get drunk to death! ”

"A song of lovesickness, a wisp of sadness, heartbreak without a trace is the vicissitudes of life!"

Mo Chen put down the wine jar and said softly: "What have you experienced over the years?" ”

Seinfeld put down the piano, raised the wine jar, and said, "Come, come and have a few drinks with me." ”

Mo Chen grinned lightly, didn't speak, raised the wine jar and touched it with Song Feiyang, and began to raise his head and drink freely.

The night moon is hazy, the drizzle is like silk, the two sit on the South Mountain, don't talk about the world, don't ask anything else, just touch the altar to drink, giving people a sense of hermit master's fairy wind bones, but a trace of sorrow is inadvertently revealed.

"I want to go to the East China Sea." In the middle of the wine, Song Feiyang suddenly spoke.

Mo Chen's heart suddenly twitched, and he said, "Because of the East China Sea herdsman? ”

Seinfeld nodded and said, "It's been almost a hundred years, and it's time to take a look." ”

"Can't you still forget her?" Mo Chen asked leisurely.

The woman in his mouth is the daughter of the head of the Donghai herdsman's family, Mu Xiyan.

More than 100 years ago, Mo Chen and Song Feiyang and others went to the East China Sea together, Song Feiyang fell in love with Mu Xiyan at first sight, but the latter had no intention, but Song Feiyang did not give up, and the pursuit day after day did not exchange Mu Xiyan's temptation.

Until Mo Chen went to the Earthquake Realm Divine Monument, Song Feiyang failed to catch up with Mu Xiyan.

Song Feiyang laughed miserably and said, "The old man is no longer here, so how can he forget it?" ”

"What!?"

Mo Chen's pupils shrank slightly, revealing a look of horror, no wonder, after Song Feiyang went to the East China Sea decades ago, he returned to Wan Shenfeng and sat alone in Nanshan, drinking all day long.

It seems that Mu Xiyan's blow to him is too big.

"Why?" Mo Chen asked in surprise.

The daughter of the head of the herdsman family, Song Feiyang's beloved, who dares to poison him, and he can succeed.

Song Feiyang gently twitched the sword with him, ** sword, the sword is three feet long, and the sword is divided into nine sections, but now it has been broken three, until after returning to Nanshan, Song Feiyang has never pulled it out, today, it is the first time, because, there is Mo Chen, there is this old friend.

He stared at the ** sword with affection, his eyes were a little obsessed, faintly, with some mist, it seemed that many past events of the year sounded.

Mo Chen didn't make a sound to disturb, he looked at Song Feiyang quietly, feeling Song Feiyang's emotions, and his heart was also a little painful.