After dozens of days of traveling, Mo Xiao hadn't seen the so-called five schools of the Cultivation Academy, but were members of the three groups, learning more about each other.

In fact, their team, even if they are in a hurry for half a year, will not be boring, but Mentor Lin's brows are getting deeper and deeper, and even the nervous demon Mu can see it.

Another sunset, Instructor Lin told the students to rest earlier, and left the foothold alone.

"Mentor, are you hiding something from us?" The familiar voice behind him made Mentor Lin stunned.

He thought that Mo Xuan, who was careful under the coldness, and the wise Emperor Xiu who was naïve, would come to him, but he didn't expect that the one who came to him in the end would be the unlucky child he was the least optimistic about.

"You see that?" Turning around helplessly, Mentor Lin smiled awkwardly.

Mo Xiao shrugged his shoulders and rolled his eyes with those beautiful eyes.

From her expression, a thought flashed through Mentor Lin's mind: "Could it be that you all see it?" ”

"Hmm." Mo Xiao nodded.

Thinking of it before, as soon as Tutor Lin left, the four of them all noticed it, but none of them wanted to come to talk to Tutor Lin, so they had to use childish rock-paper-scissors to decide.

Unfortunately, after so many years of bad luck, Mo Xiao was honored to lose even rock-paper-scissors.

"I should have known that you should not be underestimated." Mentor Lin sighed helplessly.

Mo Xiao nodded with satisfaction, thinking that he was spending more and more time with Di Xiu, and if he was really close to the ink black, he had learned his narcissism.

It's just that Mentor Lin, who said that, jumped over Mo Xiao's shoulder and looked behind her.

It turned out that he was not praising Mo Xiao and the others, but talking to the group of people who didn't know when they came.

"It's a joke, no one in the five schools knows, Tutor Lin, you never underestimate others, it's just that you look down on yourself too easily." The person who came spoke fluent dialect quickly attracted Mo Xiao's interest.

The people of the Seven Cities who have Feng Zhanshi all like Mandarin, and as for the dialects with their own characteristics, they have long dissipated in the passage of time, and the only ones who insist on speaking dialects now are either from nameless small villages, or from the mostly old and stubborn feudal division group.

Mo Xiao remembered that Tang Lu, the only absent member of the three groups, was the future patriarch of this clan.

"Old Tang, I don't think there's anything wrong with narcissism." Mentor Lin argues about his mistakes.

"Yes, there's nothing wrong with narcissism, arrogance is your biggest weakness."

Mo Xiao blinked, looked at the two opponents in front of him, was silent for a while, and suddenly seemed to lose interest, lowered his shoulders suddenly, and said, "You guys talk slowly, I'll go back first." ”

"Wait!" Without waiting for Mo Xiao to turn around, Tutor Tang's outstretched hand grabbed it in the air and controlled Mo Xiao's body in the air.

Mo Xiao closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

She admits that she has always been an unlucky child, and she has to force a smile after being laughed at, but that doesn't mean she has no temper.

Now Mentor Tang's actions have successfully triggered her long-suppressed emotions.

"You'd better give a good reason!" Mo Xiao gritted his teeth and said.

Feeling the powerful anger coming out of her, Tutor Tang frowned and began to count Tutor Luolin: "Look at your students, they don't even know how to control their emotions, no wonder they can only be divided into three groups. ”

"Old soup, don't say it." Tutor Tang didn't know Mo Xiao, but Tutor Lin did.

Mo Xiao at the moment, once it broke out, it would be out of control, so he had to persuade Mentor Tang not to pull teeth out of the tiger's mouth, although the tiger had just woken up.

Being reprimanded by Tutor Lin, Tutor Tang's face suddenly sank, and a nameless fire rose in his heart.

Mo Xiao and Mentor Lin hadn't returned for a long time, and Di Xiu and the others came to check worriedly, and from a distance, they could sense the collision of the two clusters of anger.

Di Xiu tightened his eyebrows and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"Just take a closer look." Demon Mu proposed.

Di Xiu glanced at her, as if he was teaching his subordinates, and scolded in a low voice: "If you want to die, rush forward." ”

"You ......" The demonic mind was blank, and the smart eyes saw that he was pointing at Di Xiu with his index finger, and secretly condemned himself for being impolite.

It wasn't until she withdrew her finger that Di Xiu glanced at her squarely, and then stepped forward.

After taking half a step, his arm was tightly grabbed, and when he turned around, Youmu was glaring at him.

"Do you want to die?" Seeing the anger flashing in Di Xiu's eyes, Demon Mu reminded him carefully.

Previously, Emperor Xiu scolded Youmu, but he didn't want her to be in danger, but he didn't want to, so he dug his own grave.

Under this embarrassing stalemate, Mo Xuan, who had been silent, reluctantly spoke: "Of those two people, one of them is Mo Xiao." ”

Don't laugh? Di Xiu and Youmu glanced at each other, and they both saw surprise in each other's eyes, but there was a hint of brightness in Di Xiu's eyes.

"The other, surnamed Tang, is the tutor of the five schools." In order to explain the surprise of Emperor Xiu and Youmu, Mo Xuan then threw a bombshell.

Without asking any more questions, Di Xiu resolutely rushed towards the danger, and Demon Mu just wanted to chase after him, but was tightly grabbed by Mo Xuan's arm.

As her arms looked up, she stared at her dark eyes, and her body seemed to be no longer hers.

She should have broken free from his restraints, but at this moment, she couldn't lift the slightest strength.